Summoning Millions of Gods Daily, My Strength Equals Theirs Combined Chapter 627 -627-The Ancients’ Screams, Hallucination?

The Sword-Sea Emperor came to a sudden standstill.

The three hundred thirty-three Cursed Swords stopped dead in their tracks.

The Rocksage rank stiffened in place.

The Fate Singer halted abruptly.

The Dark Emperor, the Pioneer, the God of Slaughter... all of them froze solid.

The surrounding space turned completely sealed off, overflowing with supreme sage ranks!

Encircling just those eleven, no fewer than a million stood ready.

Their mental energies extended outward, mouths quivering, knuckles whitening with clenched fury, souls quaking in terror...

These eleven supreme entities appeared to suffer an unimaginable agony, gripped by a dread beyond anything they'd faced before.

Everything crumbled around them.

The quasi-eternal sage ranks' forms grew limp and powerless, their limbs sapped of all vigor.

They'd first thought only a few million lurked nearby, then tens of millions upon deeper scans.

Scans deepened once more: billions!

Every one a supreme sage rank. Tens of billions of them fixed their stares right on the group.

Even the atmosphere hung heavy and still.

A nightmare scenario they'd never conceived now engulfed them entirely.

Supreme sage ranks crammed every angle, every bit of space secured tight, as though even thoughts couldn't slip free.

Wherever their gazes fell, figures filled the view—some spots required mental probes to discern.

In circumstances like these, escape seemed utterly impossible.

"The Sword-Sea Emperor... that vile scum! He dragged us right into this snare!"

In their minds, the quasi-eternal sage ranks silently damned the Sword-Sea Emperor, gnashing their teeth in rage.

Right then, a few even wondered if the Emperor was a mole inserted by Aurek.

With calculated steps, with utmost caution, they'd been maneuvered into this fatal ambush.

Pallor drained the Rocksage rank’s features.

"Your Majesty Aurek... could you grant us clemency?"

"By the source of fate, I vow never to challenge the Crossbridge Divine Court once more."

The veteran supreme sage rank cast aside a lifetime's pride, his words shaky with fear.

Cold sweat drenched his hands.

Tens of billions of supreme sage ranks locked their sights on them, a piercing stare like thorns digging into their spines, icing their veins.

They refrained from the slightest twitch, their stances mutely begging for pity.

Dryness parched the mouths of the Fate Singer, the Pioneer, and the rest, their blazing resolve in their eyes giving way to profound terror.

Aurek drank from his cup, then gradually set down the golden vessel.

"Kneel! Submit!"

Crack.

Anger nearly shattered the fists of these supreme beings.

Boom—!

Before the Sword-Sea Emperor could respond, the God of Slaughter struck first.

A ray of ultimate ruinous brilliance gathered, shaping into a lance of retribution aimed straight at Aurek.

"Let me see... will you perish before me, or will I drop first!"

Aurek stood hemmed in by them.

Tens of billions of supreme sage ranks hemmed them all in.

Yet if they could fell Aurek prior to those supreme sage ranks' intervention, survival remained possible!

Tens of billions of supreme sage ranks bred terror, rattled them deeply, and pushed them to the brink.

Caught in this desperate bind, all they could do was unleash everything!

The Pioneer, the Dark Emperor, and their allies sprang into action without delay, the quasi-eternal sage ranks' auras bursting forth like toppling peaks or raging oceans.

The Sword-Sea Emperor brandished the three hundred thirty-three Cursed Swords, ripping through the void, battling at full force.

The Sword Sea saintess huddled close to Aurek, quivering at his feet.

As the ray of ruinous light neared Aurek...

A unseen shield abruptly appeared, halting every assault.

Then that shield started pushing outward.

Boom—

The Sword-Sea Emperor, lunging ahead, got hurled back fiercely, like smashing into the boundary of existence.

The three hundred thirty-three Cursed Swords flew apart and broke into fragments.

The Pioneer's and Dark Emperor's strikes got fully blocked.

The Sword Sea sacred platform remained steady, unscathed.

Not even a hint of strain touched the quaking saintess.

She glanced up at the quasi-eternal sage ranks beyond the shield, and briefly, she sensed herself towering over mere insects.

No—

That wasn't accurate!

The unseen shield had drastically diminished the outer realm's dimension, creating that illusion.

The truth jolted her psyche profoundly.

"Not good!"

The Pioneer clenched his jaw.

He swiftly activated every concealed protection he possessed.

Since what followed would be the fury of tens of billions of supreme sage ranks!

The Rocksage rank summoned legacies from the Primordial Epoch too, invoking the Fate River, triggering Rock City’s hidden arts—not just forging multiple barriers but also readying revivals should they fall!

Tens of billions of supreme sage ranks unleashed their onslaught at once.

Five hundred million Silent Extinction divine lights alongside cataclysmic fate barrages rained down.

Then came roughly another five hundred million Death of Life and Life Wheel blows.

Boom—boom—boom—

Creation and annihilation seemed to collide in unison.

Beyond the unseen shield lay the verdict of doomsday.

Within the shield, serenity prevailed undisturbed.

The Sword Sea saintess watched in horror as the Sword-Sea Emperor—the quasi-eternal sage rank who had closed an age—shot her a look of utter hopelessness before getting ripped apart, erased to dust.

The Sword Universe buckled under the onslaught and started to crumble.

The savage quakes spread far past the universe's edge.

The Sword Sea lord Alexander, together with the supreme sage ranks from the Senllo Universe and Rock City, felt the shock, comprehending that the crucial clash in the universe's heart had ignited.

"Hold them back with everything you’ve got!"

Right now, the Empyrean Sanctum troops geared up to clash while pulling back, stalling the Crossbridge Legion.

"As expected... the Ancients are prevailing!"

Rock City's supreme sage ranks cheered, their fighting spirit soaring.

"No—!"

From the Sword Sea core's depths, the Pioneer’s cries ripped across the emptiness.

He'd perished already, reborn via the Fate River from his core essence.

Still, the Lightning of Fate pursued him down the thread of destiny, blasting him millions of times over.

Millions of times!

Straight to the core of his fate and soul—the torment defied endurance, even for quasi-eternal sage ranks.

Scarce had he endured one barrage when the next crashed in.

Not merely millions of Fate Lightning bolts, but Silent Extinction divine lights, Life Wheels... without end!

Despair consumed him.

For the first time, he grasped the agony of broken wings and failed flight.

"Ahhh—this is impossible!"

"No!"

The Dark Emperor unleashed a wail that shredded his soul.

"Let me out!"

The Dark Emperor’s sacred form splintered repeatedly, reforming in the Fate River, like sinking in an endless mire, thrashing wildly for freedom.

Yet the surrounding turmoil stood sealed by time and space.

The Doomsday Warrior’s five hundred million barrages hammered him without mercy.

The Dark Emperor’s howls pierced the void.

...

"Wait, something seems wrong!"

The supreme sage rank from the universe's Forbidden Lands border abruptly scowled.

"Why do I sense... like I caught the Ancients' screams?"

"Huh?! You heard it too?!"

"Is this... a hallucination?"

The Stanford clan's supreme sage rank's face grew grim as he peered into the Sword Universe's depths.

"Ahhh—!"

The Pioneer’s cries sharpened further.

"No... this is not a hallucination!"

That supreme sage rank’s scalp crawled with dread.

Shortly, wails from several quasi-eternal sage ranks echoed, halting the battlefield cold.

"What is happening?"

"What on Earth is going on in the Sword Sea core?"

A wave of horror swelled in the hearts of myriad fighters.

Even the Hell Tyrant and the Cycle's Saint Emperor betrayed alarm.

"Everyone! Don’t hesitate, run—!"

Out from the Sword Sea core's heart, the Rocksage rank bellowed in raw anguish.

The hopelessness in his tone chilled listeners to the bone, as if facing some indescribable nightmare.

"No! I refuse to accept this!"

"Why... I don’t want to die here!"