Summoning Millions of Gods Daily, My Strength Equals Theirs Combined Chapter 611 -611-The Ocean of Swords, Alexander

Aurek kept his thoughts sharp while delving into the key points highlighted on the scroll.

The details also revealed that successors from numerous ancient lineages, back from places such as the Primordial River Cosmos, were gearing up to assault the Crossbridge Divine Court, hunting for the Dark Abyss and the supposed mystery hidden inside him!

This detail captured Aurek's keen interest.

It pertained to a singular realm—the Truth Universe—and the fabled Gate of Truth.

From what the elites of Chaos Singularity believed, the signs of that ultimate entity had disappeared there.

She might have already stepped into the Truth Universe!

In the views of mighty organizations, the Truth Universe stood as the genuine realm of endless eternity.

Luminous threads swirled near Aurek's palm.

His gaze flared like roaring flames.

At this point, there was no reason for anyone to laboriously sneak into the Starry Expanse—he had arrived on his own,

accompanied by 84 billion quasi-Empyrean Sanctum soldiers!

"First, seize the Origin Sword Sea."

Aurek gave the command without delay.

"As you command!"

Suggwoth along with the rest of the commanders saluted sharply.

A massive portal roared to life amid thunderous booms.

Eternal Apollo Sunblaze, Cursefont Star God Merxis, and their comrades started directing their forces over the Endless River.

The Dragon Emperor cast a look at the river's raging currents—a deluge of innumerable merging stars.

Rather than relying on the portal, he plunged right in!

His colossal, limitless form smashed through the stellar rush!

Endless Shorekeepers stared in utter astonishment.

Typically, even quasi-eternal sage levels needed to activate a cosmic portal to traverse it.

And yet, the emperor's followers had the boldness to cross head-on!?

This spectacle was unheard of in their entire existence.

It was no surprise that the Saint Emperor of Crossbridge instilled fear across the Ten Thousand Races of the Star Sea; such daring and boldness showcased his unparalleled dominance.

This one feat alone would etch an everlasting legacy in this place.

But right then, something even more baffling hit them, wiping their minds clean:

Rumble—rumble—rumble...

The infinite quasi-Empyrean Sanctum armies charged through the turmoil, passing into the cosmic portal.

Innumerable Shorekeepers almost bulged their eyes in disbelief.

These... every single one is a quasi-Empyrean Sanctum powerhouse!?

Hold on... all these fighters are advancing against the Chaos Singularity?

To the north of the Tablet of Destiny, buried deep in the Sword Universe, rose the imposing Sword Sea Sanctuary.

An Empyrean Sanctum dressed in a shadowy gold robe hurried into the sanctuary, his steps resounding on the frigid ground.

At the hall's far end, upon a throne crafted entirely from pure sword intent, rested a grand figure emanating razor-sharp intensity.

He was the Lord of the Sword Sea, Alexander!

Master over the Origin Sword Sea,

and as well the father-god to David.

"Who approaches?"

Alexander's profound tone boomed across the immense sanctuary.

As a ninth-tier supreme sage rank, he sensed every Thread of Fate and ancient pulse of the Sword Universe.

No creature entering this territory could evade his watch.

Within the sanctuary, David and the Origin Sword Sea's powerhouses all turned their attention to the supreme sage rank.

"Unrest stirs in the Starry Expanse of the Ten Thousand Races,"

the supreme sage rank announced solemnly.

"It originates from the Crossbridge Divine Court."

"Hmph—?"

David's gaze tightened abruptly, two piercing beams shooting from his eyes.

Earlier, during his clone's quest for a blade, he had exchanged a quick blow with that sovereign.

Back then, he was keen to head back to the Sword Sea and didn't stay longer.

He intended to confront that mythic figure face-to-face after finishing his setups.

But now, the foe had marched directly toward him?

Alexander and the fellow powerhouses traded looks, taken aback.

"The Crossbridge Divine Court has just consolidated the Starry Expanse, yet it ventures into the Chaos Singularity?"

A elite in a blood-red cloak scoffed.

"This drive cuts deeper than the blades of the Star Origin and Reincarnation Emperors!"

"Leading 200 million quasi-Empyrean Sanctum forces, after dominating the Star Sea’s Ten Thousand Races... the Saint Emperor seems to have lost sight of his limits,"

another powerhouse remarked, his scorn hardly hidden.

"Since this army has intruded into the Sword Universe, it's time we ready ourselves for combat."

"Wipe out these 200 million soldiers, and maybe the emperor will regain his clarity."

He halted, a spark of avarice flashing in his stare:

"And maybe seize him too. The enigma he possesses merits thorough examination."

All knew it—Aurek had climbed from ordinary mortal to supreme sage rank in just four or five years.

Clearly, he concealed a tremendous mystery.

Whether tied to the Dark Abyss or some mythic ultimate entity was unclear.

Yet that mystery's allure alone could push any knowing soul into frenzy.

Still, the reporting supreme sage rank delivered stunning intelligence.

"The forward unit that stepped into the Sword Universe hasn't pushed onward. Just two supreme sage ranks linger, holding position at the border..."

He raised his face, uttering each word with care:

"This round, the Saint Emperor leads the charge himself."

"Aurek in the flesh?"

David's eyes ignited with savage resolve.

Alexander and the other powerhouses creased their foreheads, blending shock with hardly veiled thrill.

Who wouldn't crave uncovering Aurek's secret?

Now, he drew near the Sword Universe's fringe in person, handing over the chance on a platter!

"With him coming personally and 200 million quasi-Empyrean Sanctum as the front line, more troops will surely trail behind."

Alexander warned sternly, holding his poise amid the astonishment:

"Don't look down on them. Face this with full gravity."

The mere advance guard boasted two supreme sage ranks and 200 million quasi-Empyrean Sanctum warriors.

The trailing army would only swell larger.

Two hundred million quasi-Empyrean Sanctum already demanded the Origin Sword Sea ramp up defenses.

Should that figure double, the catastrophe would defy imagination.

Aurek and the Crossbridge Divine Court’s hordes were already enigmatic, their expansion and power shrouded in secrecy.

A doubling wasn't out of the question.

The Origin Sword Sea's edge came from its surplus of supreme sage ranks, the invincible Origin Relics, and—most crucially, that entity's presence.

Lacking those, clashing with such a horde might spell doom.

"Send out the call across the whole Sword Universe. Rally every force to brace for war."

"Also, rouse all slumbering powerhouses of the Origin Sword Sea."

Alexander's words rang out in the sanctuary, carrying irrefutable command.

Those there all agreed and moved without hesitation.

David exited the sanctuary, his enveloping fierce sword aura quivering faintly, waves of murderous intent surging wildly.

He peered into the chaos's core, his sight keen like an unsheathed edge.

"Aurek... our reunion draws near."

"This time, I've got plenty of moments to handle you!"

A blade gleam ripped across the emptiness, racing through the Sword Universe.

In a flash—

Countless Origin Sword Sea powerhouses turned into brilliant sword beams, slicing world barriers, assembling at the Sword Universe's borders.

At that instant, the whole cosmos appeared roused by sword will; even the order's laws gained a cutting edge and deadly purpose.

On the eastern chaos sea of the Sword Universe,

innumerable powerhouses had assembled, a dark wave reaching the distant skyline.

One sword gleam dashed over the chaos, shaping a colossal sword silhouette.

Trailing him, thirty-six spell formations gradually expanded.

Boundless sword beams streamed from the void into the formations, birthing thirty-six dread avatars.

A immense, limitless sword river gushed from the Sword Sea Sanctuary's depths.

Three million forms rushed out, landing at the Sea of Chaos's rim.