Summoning Millions of Gods Daily, My Strength Equals Theirs Combined Chapter 613 -613-One Hundred Billion Quasi-Empyrean Sanctum Warriors

Boom—!

Once Suggwoth launched his assault, figures like Venus, Ares, War Bear, and various other supreme sage rank powerhouses emerged in quick succession.

Right then, eight devoted supreme sage ranks—Mylen, Todd, Kevin, and the rest—manifested all at once.

David's fiery stare turned shadowy and severe in that instant.

"Something’s off..."

Dikru's face twisted in shock.

They had thought supreme sage ranks were rare in the Myriad Races Starfield before. But suddenly, over a dozen showed up, far beyond what they anticipated.

That fearsome dragon stood out most of all. Its imposing aura unsettled even these seasoned sage ranks!

A solemn look crossed Alexander's features. He had truly misjudged the foe this round.

He advanced to stand by David, with thirty supreme sage ranks trailing right behind him.

Hundreds of billions of soldiers flooded out at the same moment.

A fierce killing vibe turned into a raging tempest, twisting the cosmos's laws into unrelenting sword energy that rushed at the Crossbridge Divine Court barrier.

Aurek pulled back his eyes.

His sword gripped in one hand, the other moved with ease.

"Leave no one alive!"

The Sacred Envoy rank gave the order.

Right away—

"Full army, attack—!"

Suggwoth pulled out the Blood Sword of the Executioner and aimed it ahead.

Two hundred million Quasi-Empyrean Sanctum fighters burst forward like a bursting dam!

Simultaneously, Crusader Goddess Venus, Eternal Apollo Sunblaze, Cursefont Star God, and every other supreme sage rank bounded through the turmoil to clash with the foe lines!

"Kill—!"

David itched to dive into battle.

Though the Crossbridge Divine Court boasted more supreme sage ranks than expected, the Sword Universe kept its edge in their numbers.

Victory still tipped heavily in their favor!

He let out a sharp yell and rushed forward, fixing his gaze on Aurek.

"Kill!"

Alexander issued the assault command too, eyeing Dikru, Limut, and the group.

Right then, Origin Sword Sea released its full force: thirty-six supreme sage ranks, three million Holy Swordsmen, eighteen more from allied groups, hundreds of millions of Quasi-Empyrean Sanctum, and hundreds of billions of sage lord rank fighters—all unleashed together!

Boom—!

Just then, the wild gale whipped up by the Dragon Emperor started to fade.

More than fifty billion sage lord rank soldiers and eighty-four billion Quasi-Empyrean Sanctum units emerged!

Over one hundred billion potent mental forces targeted each person in Origin Sword Sea.

Buzz—!

David came to a sudden stop. His twenty-four sword illusions nearly shattered right there.

Alexander halted his advance.

Dikru and Limut lost their drive.

The thirty-six supreme sage ranks faltered in their aura. Hundreds of billions of troops halted at once in the turbulent emptiness.

All eyes locked onto the massive forces arrayed along the dragon's flanks.

Every fighter from Origin Sword Sea felt choked for what seemed like ages, their thoughts empty.

Their mental resolve shattered in a flash. The mighty sword will they depended on crumbled away.

This... this represented the real might of the Crossbridge Divine Court?

A newly emerged Divine Court could muster such a force?

This was the adversary they confronted?

Disbelief etched on every face.

"Kill—!"

"For Crossbridge!"

More than one hundred billion soldiers bellowed as one!

The whole force charged ahead!

The Sword Universe shook fiercely from the assault. Thick waves of Quasi-Empyrean Sanctum soldiers slammed in like a stellar deluge, overwhelming David, Alexander, and the entire Origin Sword Sea.

The thunderous clamor of combat made numerous sage lords and Sage Masters from Origin Sword Sea quiver hard, their determination breaking apart immediately.

"We... are finished..."

Dikru, a supreme sage rank with endless years behind him, shook uncontrollably, lips trembling, complexion ghostly white.

Limut fell apart totally, too stunned to move. As a fourth-level supreme sage rank—strong even among peers—he now seemed like a tiny insect, stunned and without hope.

David suffered worst of all!

He had dashed in front, planning to unleash the Sword Core Magic Array as a "greeting gift" to punish that arrogant Emperor.

But the Emperor replied with almost one hundred billion Quasi-Empyrean Sanctum fighters!

More than one hundred billion forces barreled at him, packed so tight no escape route existed.

One hundred billion wasn't just insect count—these were one hundred billion Quasi-Empyrean Sanctum!

Aurek—you show no mercy!

David's visage drained of color, his frame quaking fiercely.

Though a supreme sage rank himself, this boundless horde made him sense an unmatched insignificance.

This sensation... it choked him with insane frustration!

"Kill—!"

The frantic three million Holy Swordsmen yelled and plunged into the torrent of over one hundred billion enemies.

Yet the brutal barrage from the Quasi-Empyrean Sanctum swallowed them before they got close.

The three million Holy Swordsmen barely stirred the waters.

Those set to battle till the end saw their last resolve smashed to pieces.

Against this ocean of might, they amounted to nothing but bugs!

More than one hundred billion Sage Masters and Quasi-Empyrean Sanctum just had to press on. No barrier mattered.

Plans? Maneuvers? Pointless right now.

The Sword Universe quaked with a booming din, resembling the final throes of a perishing colossus.

Over fifty billion sage lord rank fighters and eighty-four billion Quasi-Empyrean Sanctum units rolled in like a chaotic maelstrom, smashing into every elite of the Sword Universe.

Beneath this irresistible force, fleeing turned into a far-off dream.

"Move!"

Alexander, shaking off his daze, barked at the stunned David next to him.

The vast energy of a ninth-level supreme sage rank exploded, aiming to rip open the void and yank David from the approaching field of doom.

But Ares had foreseen such a move.

His hands clamped down on the emptiness, forming a banned origin skill into a wall that sealed the void, blocking Alexander's way to save him.

Merxis heaved the gore-covered battle axe, delivering a blow potent enough to crack stars, straight down at David!

Meanwhile, Suggwoth, Ares, and fellow commanders, plus the eight faithful supreme sage ranks—Mylen, Todd, Kevin, and more—attacked as one, blocking all Origin Sword Sea combatants!

"Retreat—!"

Dikru, Limut, and the remaining supreme sage ranks stood with minds wiped clean.

Swordsman's pride, mighty one's honor—all cast aside.

Now, just one idea filled their souls: flee!

More than one hundred billion forces washed in like waves. Hundreds of billions of sage lord rank soldiers and endless sage lord-tier experts got wiped out in the ruinous surge.

Resembling a galactic deluge, blood stained the Star Sea. Glorious spirits winked out in moments.

Hundreds of millions of Quasi-Empyrean Sanctum sought to breach the void and run, yet time and space laws gripped them tight.

The Doomsday Warriors intoned together, releasing turbulent destruction. Even the galaxy's top swordsmen, regardless of power, sank into hopeless cries.

"No... this can’t be real..."

"The Sword Universe is finished... Sword Sea is finished!"

"The Chaos Singularity is about to face an unprecedented calamity..."

Dikru's pulse almost halted.

Those celebrated Quasi-Empyrean Sanctum fighters could conquer worlds, but here they ranked below bugs.

Myriad assaults poured down without stop. Revival via the Fate River lay beyond grasp.

All scattered in panic.

And the Crossbridge Divine Court's one hundred billion-strong legion flooded like waves into the Sword Universe's core!