Summoning Millions of Gods Daily, My Strength Equals Theirs Combined Chapter 583 -583-Sudden Twist — A Sage Lord-Rank Legion Enters the Battlefield

Overthunder's thoughts spun wildly.

He instantly grasped that an incident had struck the Empire's front.

Yet right now, retreat was no longer possible for them.

He fitted an arrow to the string and pulled back the bow.

The battle bow, crafted wholly from solidified lightning, bent into a perfect crescent. On the taut string, an arrow materialized—woven from the Law of Destruction and lightning's primal force.

Whoosh!

It resembled the initial burst of dawn at the universe's dawn.

The lightning ripped through emptiness and spanned spatial divides. Everywhere it streaked, the Star Sea's core essence shattered apart.

Boom—!

That streak of lightning crashed straight into the advancing ranks of the five-billion-strong force. Bolts of power fell like collapsing sky pillars, ripping a massive breach in moments. Innumerable elite alliance fighters turned to dust amid the blazing thunder.

"Kill—!"

The Empire's billion Sage Lord-rank soldiers unleashed a war cry that rattled the Star Sea, surging forward into the endless enemy tide!

Rumble—!

…

The Star Sea kept splitting open, with the void crumbling endlessly.

Against foes numbering dozens of times more, the Imperial forces showed battlefield synergy so seamless it left witnesses breathless.

Frostbound Warlocks called forth blizzards of ice spears spanning whole star regions, converting huge areas into deadly wastelands.

Void Warlocks cast spatial locks, freezing the onrushing Divine Court armies in position and halting their advance.

Time Warlocks released time freezes, trapping foes in helpless fury like bugs encased in resin.

Mountain Shieldbearers erected towering walls of sacred light right at the forefront, withstanding the foes' nonstop assaults.

Doomsday Warriors summoned the glow of Quiet Annihilation. Rays of celestial judgment hammered down repeatedly, erasing broad enemy formations into vapor.

Soul Warlocks' psychic blasts rolled across the field like unseen waves, dimming the gazes of myriad troops in a flash.

Life Sorcerers' fatal chant spread without a sound, siphoning life essence from enemies wherever it flowed.

From the back lines, Elven Marksmen fired volley after volley of arrows charged with laws, each aimed at a mighty adversary.

Elemental Assassins lurked at the starry void's edges, poised for lethal ambushes anytime.

The Empire's flawless teamwork among units inflicted a horrific toll on the Divine Court alliance right away.

As the slaughter played out in front of them, the faces of quasi-Empyrean Sanctum powerhouses like Infernal Fiend, Rod, Leon, the East Star God King, and the Golden Radiance Ancient God twisted in shock.

They had still lowballed the fighting prowess of the Crossbridge Empire's armies.

Five billion versus one billion didn't look sufficient at all.

"You lot—take forces and rush ahead!"

Hellshark commanded a group of quasi-Empyrean Sanctum powerhouses trailing him. "Disrupt their lines and force our soldiers into melee!"

That was their sole choice now.

Only by deploying quasi-Empyrean Sanctum powerhouses as vanguards to shred the Imperial defenses and drag everyone into tangled close fights could they shatter those odd time and space bindings.

Hellshark himself guided the leftover near-fifty quasi-Empyrean Sanctum powerhouses right toward Apollo and Overthunder!

Once more, Hellshark unsheathed the Black Shark’s Fang.

The echo of his prior crushing loss hung heavy, yet now almost fifty quasi-Empyrean Sanctum powerhouses flanked him.

If he shied away in this setup, those countless years would have been wasted for nothing.

No matter Apollo's might, a barrage from fifty quasi-Empyrean Sanctum powerhouses spelled doom!

The Golden Radiance Ancient God, Rod, Infernal Fiend, and Leon all attacked together.

Primal destructive thunder turned into coiling thunder serpents without limit, howling as they hurtled at Apollo.

One quasi-Empyrean Sanctum power strike after another poured forth, whipping up turbulent gales and denying the target any respite.

They had deeply analyzed this Imperial War God's fearsome power long ago. His battle ability matched the elite top-five demigod seats in the Star Sea!

Eternal Apollo Sunblaze shaped signs with his hands, forming a golden sacred orb from nothingness to bind space and time.

Simultaneously, he triggered the Ancient Triple Ban Techniques, shifting into a Sunblessed Golden-Flame Phoenix while clashing hard against the horde.

For an instant, flames scorched the skies and laws broke in sequence.

Solitary, he battled dozens of quasi-Empyrean Sanctum powerhouses—without yielding an inch!

But Overthunder's position grew far more desperate.

Beneath the joint assault of five quasi-Empyrean Sanctum powerhouses, he barely clung on, always inches from collapse.

With the quasi-Empyrean Sanctum powerhouses committed, the Divine Court's multi-billion elite armies at last flooded the Star Sea and locked into hand-to-hand with the Imperial side.

Though the closer range curbed parts of the Empire's synergy, these warriors had forged through endless brutal conflicts. Their fight reflexes were ingrained like second nature.

A tiny combined unit of one Time Warlock, one Void Warlock, three Mountain Shieldbearers, and two Doomsday Warriors could stand firm against foes many times larger.

Still, the quasi-Empyrean Sanctum powerhouses who had flanked to the back were a different beast. Each strike from them could swallow whole voids, and their onslaughts wiped out hundreds of thousands of Imperial fighters into nothingness.

Witnessing this, Hellshark and the East Star God King already predicted the battle's end.

Thus, they poured even greater focus into surrounding Apollo, vowing to end him right there.

And precisely then—

Buzz—!

An arrow sliced through the emptiness.

That lone arrow defied spatial gaps entirely, speeding directly at a quasi-Empyrean Sanctum powerhouse butchering Imperial soldiers from behind!

The quasi-Empyrean Sanctum powerhouse felt the threat and evaded at full tilt.

Yet the arrow vanished into the void—then burst out from his rear and kept chasing!

All the powerhouses snapped their gazes to the arrow's origin, their faces furrowing.

At the Star Sea's fringe, a force was closing in swiftly.

Over fifty million fighters.

And each one was a woman.

Leon stood rigid.

"S-Sage Masters?!"

Over fifty million Sage Lord-rank soldiers?!

Hellshark and the East Star God King reeled in utter horror.

"That’s impossible...!"

The rest of the powerhouses stared in stunned silence.

A Sage Lord-rank army of this magnitude...

"You’ve got to be kidding me—every last one of them is a Sage Master?!"

"What kind of legion is this?!"

Even the alliance troops locked in combat couldn't hold back their outbursts.

But Overthunder spotted Cyriel leading the group and comprehended it all at once.

These were the fifty million Sage Lord-rank Life Sorcerers dispatched by His Majesty!

Cyriel directed the army right into the fray.

Thirty million barreled into the enemy's core ranks, syncing with Time Warlocks, Void Warlocks, Curse Warlocks, and Soul Warlocks to carve through the alliance's Sage Masters and true Sage Masters with savage precision.

Ten million encircled the fifty quasi-Empyrean Sanctum powerhouses ravaging Imperial troops from the rear, pinning them down immediately.

The final ten million stormed toward Hellshark's lead group of quasi-Empyrean Sanctum powerhouses, who were encircling Apollo!

In that instant, the war's scales tipped sharply.

The Imperial forces flipped from defense to all-out assault, turning the tables to butcher the coalition's billions in retaliation!

"Damn it all—!"

"Where the hell did the Crossbridge Empire get such monstrous foundations?!"

Hellshark raged on the brink of insanity.

The two mighty Divine Courts couldn't muster such a unit combined, but in the Crossbridge Empire, it appeared as trivial as play.

If someone said the Crossbridge Empire hadn't seized that secret, he'd refuse to buy it even under torture!

Gazing at the millions of Sage Masters flooding in, the East Star God King, Golden Radiance Ancient God, and the rest felt their heads crawl with dread.

This sudden twist had wrecked all their strategies completely.

"We’re finished..."

Leon stared at Cyriel's form, his soul gripped by utter hopelessness.

Whether the Crossbridge Empire would fall, he couldn't say.

But the Thunder Warden Clan was done for—totally and without doubt!

…

Elysium Starrealm.

Nearly simultaneously, the Fallen Archangel and the Starwatcher God-King unleashed their all-out push.

The coalition's multi-billion elite soldiers swarmed out fully, turning the whole Elysium Starrealm into a seething warzone at once.

Turmoil shattered. Emptiness ignited.

And as that concealed Sage Lord-rank army burst from the shadows to hit, the Fallen Archangel and the Starwatcher God-King also panicked in terror.

Even worse, the coalition's multi-billion troops were already meshed with the Imperial armies, blocking any fast pullback from the field.

A lopsided slaughter kicked off in Elysium Starrealm too.

Elysium Starrealm's inhabitants observed this conflict in dread and confusion.

And for the first time, they witnessed the Crossbridge Empire's true might!