Summoning Millions of Gods Daily, My Strength Equals Theirs Combined Chapter 582 -582-The Encirclement of the Empire’s War God Apollo

Supreme Sanctuary.

Aurek continued his ascension process.

Throughout this period, the expenditure of Emperor Points showed no signs of halting.

The army at Sage Lord rank had now swelled to more than fifty billion strong.

Even more intimidating, the Sage Lord rank forces exceeded one hundred and twenty billion!

Combined with the thirty billion positioned externally, the overall army size neared one hundred sixty billion!

In that instant, Aurek abruptly widened his eyes.

He detected it—numerous "visitors" had shown up beyond the perimeter!

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Beyond the Styx Defense Line,

Countless planar gates sprang open thickly across the Star Sea.

From behind those portals, a staggering force of over three hundred billion soldiers had gathered.

Most of them consisted of crack troops from the Starfont Divine Court and the Reincarnation Divine Court, starting at Sage King level at the minimum. The bulk reached Sacred Radiance rank and Divine Oracle.

To counter the Crossbridge Empire’s Sage Lord forces, both Divine Courts had deployed more than twenty complete Sage Lord rank elite battle groups.

Leading the charge stood the Grand Marshal Dark Keep War God and the Dark Moon Hunter of the Reincarnation Divine Court.

Representing the Starfont Divine Court were Star-Orbit God King and General Nat.

Furthermore, present were the Lord of the Mirage Secret Realm from the Four Symbols Secret Realm, Slaughter Angel from the True Knowledge Council, Lindsey, the Apocalypse Sanctum Master, and Leon, the Lord of the Endless River.

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More than five hundred experts on the verge of Empyrean Sanctum level were assembled there.

Dark Keep War God held the top spot on the Star Sea Demi-God Seat List.

His strength hovered near the pinnacle of Sage rank, positioning him as the prime candidate for breakthrough.

His fighting prowess could even confront genuine Empyrean Sanctum powerhouses, allowing him to withstand strikes from an Empyrean Sanctum-level foe.

This stemmed from his exceptional true body!

He originated as a infernal black flame ignited at the universe's birth in the Star Sea, enduring countless ages of transformation. He drew in death essence from the Reincarnation Hell and thrived on the Reincarnation Divine Court’s destiny.

Such foundations enabled him to bridge the divide between potential Empyrean Sanctum and Sage rank, clashing head-on with Empyrean Sanctum entities.

Through this might, he claimed the unchallenged first place on the Star Sea's Demi-God Seat List and earned his role as Grand Marshal of the Divine Court from the Reincarnation Holy Emperor.

His direct involvement in this conflict highlighted how the two Divine Courts were throwing everything they had into it!

A lineup like this sent shivers through even the timeless forces scattered across the Star Sea.

"The five Empyrean Sanctum figures have taken their positions," Dreamweaver stated, his face grave as he gazed at the portals.

He had misjudged the resolve of the two Divine Courts.

"Ancestor,"

The youth at his side murmured, "Should the Crossbridge Empire fall, will you step in to claim the secret and the Aetherian Sanctuary?"

The advance of those five Empyrean Sanctum figures went far beyond merely toppling a single empire.

Dreamweaver replied in a hushed tone.

"Those five Empyrean Sanctum figures lack true unity; they banded together solely to dismantle the Crossbridge Empire. The moment the Empire crumbles, their pact will shatter."

He hesitated briefly, then went on,

"Moreover, plenty of mighty entities lurk in the background!"

"The instant it's verified that the secret is real, they'll surely make their move."

If those hidden powerhouses stirred, how could he simply stand by?

Even mighty Empyrean Sanctum figures harbored ambitions.

Quite the opposite, their cravings dwarfed those of ordinary beings in value.

Particularly their quest for greater power!

This drive defined nearly their sole purpose.

Now, the truth was on the verge of unfolding!

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Styx Sector.

Suggwoth and Ares had positioned themselves firmly at the defensive barrier.

They perceived every detail beyond the line, where the infinite coalition forces loomed like colossal titans in the cosmos.

Soon, Alvin, Lucio, Philip, the Lord of the Blazing Eagle, the God of Wisdom, War Executor, the High Priest of the Temple, Kaos, and more joined them at the forefront.

Gazing upon the innumerable troops and powerhouses, their faces all shifted in unease.

"General Suggwoth, do we possess full reports on the developments up ahead?"

Lucio inquired.

Suggwoth kept his piercing gaze locked forward.

"The two Divine Courts have amassed roughly three hundred billion soldiers, with almost one thousand potential Empyrean Sanctum experts in their ranks."

Alvin chimed in with a timely addition,

"Including even the top-tier Sage rank authorities."

The Lord of the Blazing Eagle and the rest paled noticeably, as Kaos's features hardened.

This spectacle evoked memories of the Star Divine Court's collapse for him.

Yet, the adversaries back then paled in comparison to this horror.

If the Star Divine Court had buckled under pressure, what chance did the Crossbridge Empire have?

In truth, this conflict stemmed mostly from the legacy secret of the Star Divine Court.

Should the Crossbridge Empire topple, he and Beyoncé would face utter ruin.

"General, our defenses here lack sufficient manpower,"

The Lord of the Blazing Eagle scanned the chaos outside the barrier and recoiled in shock.

The boundless turbulent starfield brimmed with premier forces, totaling hundreds of billions by rough count.

The mere few billion Sage Lord troops holding the line obviously couldn't endure such an onslaught.

After all, they confronted far more than just soldiers!

With close to a thousand potential Empyrean Sanctum presences, plus endless Sage Masters and True Sage Masters,

It was plain the foes intended total annihilation of the Crossbridge Empire!

Right then, Golden Armor advanced and declared,

"I've dispatched messages to General Apollo and General Merxis."

"However, Empyrean Sanctum figures have sealed off the Star Sea beyond the borders, blocking our messengers from passing."

Kaos warned them,

"Given the enemy's elaborate blockade of the Star Sea, they likely have strategies to cut off General Apollo’s and General Merxis’s reinforcements. Counting on their arrival to bolster the Styx Sector is impractical now."

Suggwoth pondered quietly for a beat before issuing his command.

"In that case, pull in forces from the Celestial Light God Realm and Eastern Starfield!"

"Regarding Aetherian Sanctuary, without directives from His Majesty, our duty is solely to defend this line."

He hadn't anticipated the main force returning in time for aid, yet regardless of the adversary, he refused to betray even a hint of dread!

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Thunder Star Realm.

A planar gate materialized at the Star Sea's fringe, and a True Sage Master bearing directives hurried to Hellshark's side.

"General, Dark Keep War God has spearheaded the primary assault toward the Crossbridge Empire’s frontier, with the region locked down by five Empyrean Sanctum figures. Communications are impossible."

"Grand Marshal instructs us to pin down the local powers and strike them down at the right moment."

Hellshark's scarlet eyes tightened faintly.

A wicked grin twisted Leon’s features: "The moment is here."

Dongxing God King gradually drew his lengthy blade, his stare keen like an edge.

Hellshark and the Fire Abyss Demon shared a look, then dipped their heads together.

Marquis Stanford scoffed, "If they refuse to strike first, we'll launch upon them."

Rod, the paramount Sage rank from the Endless River, gave a quiet affirmation, sealing the agreement.

Hellshark lifted his potential Origin Artifact, the Black Shark’s Fang.

Suddenly, billions of miles around in the Star Sea flushed crimson, as though the cosmos itself bled.

His eyes shifted to full red, a ferocious glare reminiscent of a abyssal fiend rising from torment.

"Kill!"

Marquis Stanford bellowed.

Boom—!

Fifty billion crack soldiers charged like a raging flood, engulfing the Thunder Star Realm in an instant.

The formerly tranquil star region exploded into turmoil, fracturing apart.

Hundreds of potential Empyrean Sanctum powerhouses traversed the emptiness, hurtling straight toward the Eternal Sunfire War God!

Apollo’s gaze, ablaze with perpetual sacred fire, abruptly constricted.

The blaze at his back thundered and swelled!