Summoning Millions of Gods Daily, My Strength Equals Theirs Combined Chapter 614 -614-David Falls, the Emperor Strikes
Previously on Summoning Millions of Gods Daily, My Strength Equals Theirs Combined...
Cursefont Star God had David tightly bound in his grasp.
Clenching his jaw, he poured every bit of his power into the Sword Core Magic Array.
Beneath his feet, an enormous sword pattern expanded, greedily absorbing the ancient energy from the Sword Universe.
Like iron chains, Threads of Fate wrapped around the formation, forming a deadly web that tightly enclosed and dropped onto Cursefont Star God.
Being the successor of Origin Sword Sea and holding the fifth-level supreme sage rank, David possessed an incredibly powerful prowess. Even a veteran fighter such as Cursefont Star God experienced a faint sense of being overpowered by him.
However, Apollo then made his move.
With swift motions, his hands drew symbols in the air, releasing one of the three Primordial Forbidden Arts—the True Form of the Fire God!
"The Wheel of Scorching Sun crushes all heavens! The mundane shall fall like dust. Beneath the throne, all life must submit!"
Right then—
The fiery red hair of Eternal Apollo Sunblaze flared up like raging flames, twisting skyward and blazing with divine fire that consumed everything in existence.
A ghostly image of the fire universe abruptly appeared within his gaze.
Emerging from it was a gigantic silhouette: the Fire God, wearing a crown of roaring flames, clad in countless beams of radiance, striding into the actual emptiness.
Disregarding every barrier, the Fire God illusion pressed onward to David.
A domain of pure, unstoppable fire expanded relentlessly, fully surrounding David’s Sword Core Magic Array.
Under the influence of this Fire God illusion, the sharp edge of David’s sword intent was harshly restrained.
His lethal force slowly faded away, his level dropping consistently—as though being demoted by force, turning a deity into a mere insect.
Alexander perceived everything happening.
He bellowed fiercely, surging through the turbulent void straight at Eternal Apollo Sunblaze.
In mid-flight, Crusader Goddess Venus blocked his path.
At the same time, the rest of the supreme sage ranks found themselves surrounded by billions of Quasi-Empyrean Sanctum fighters, barely holding their ground in defense.
Initially, they believed the Crossbridge Divine Court’s Quasi-Empyrean Sanctum troops were merely in the hundreds of millions. Even if multiplied several times, the might of their supreme sage ranks would slice through effortlessly.
Yet reality struck hard: over one hundred billion warriors from the Divine Court!
Moreover, their fighting strength greatly surpassed typical Quasi-Supreme sage ranks.
Should ten billion Quasi-Empyrean Sanctum fighters overwhelm one individual, every blow equaled ten billion strikes—unyielding, perpetual, and ceaseless.
Regardless of their profound grasp on the Fate River, they couldn’t endure such an onslaught.
With the added pressure from Mylen and fellow supreme sage ranks, a single assault wave claimed twelve supreme sage ranks from Origin Sword Sea right there—merely managing a desperate revival from the Fate River.
The surviving supreme sage ranks were forced back, their holy forms cracked apart, defeated and disgraced.
...
In the depths of the Sword Sea, the figure in gray robes rose gradually.
Instantly, the whole sword-filled chaotic ocean burst into chaos!
Myriads of swords lifted high, their edges aimed at the conflict zone, resembling a roused sword universe.
Nine hundred ninety-nine Cursed Swords orbited the gray-robed individual, flowing in perfect unison.
His gaze, crafted from pure sword intent, emitted unmatched savagery and keenness.
Across the Chaotic Sea, he stared at the battlefield.
The infinite blades of the Sword Universe appeared to heed his command, all directing themselves at the Crossbridge Divine Court forces.
"Aurek, you have crossed the line!"
The gray-robed man advanced with one step.
As ruler over every blade, countless swords trailed after him, creating a raging current of metal that surged through the Star Sea to the fight.
A tremendously dominant force spread across the entire Sword Universe!
Dikru, Limut, and their companions whipped around abruptly, a flicker of hope igniting in their stares.
Alexander, David, and every supreme sage rank from Origin Sword Sea sensed the unbeatable regal presence of slaughterous intent.
This represented the heart of Origin Sword Sea—the unbreakable faith shared by all its fighters.
A Quasi-Eternal sage rank, the Sword-Sea Emperor!
One lone swordsman who could terminate an entire age.
Aurek's eyes tightened, fixing on the sword flood stretching over the Star Sea.
Among them, he spotted a silhouette—a Quasi-Eternal sage rank that outclassed all supreme sage ranks!
Roar—!
The Dragon Emperor lifted its head high, charging ahead.
With a single swipe of its claw, it hammered down on David’s Sword Core Magic Array!
The extraordinarily mighty sword setup exploded in a flash, taking David and the Fate River he summoned along, erased into oblivion.
The genius who climbed the Tablet of Destiny and dominated the Primordial River Cosmos perished—without uttering a cry.
The Dragon Emperor’s enormous frame demolished all in its way. The sacred bodies of about ten supreme sage ranks burst apart immediately.
Its enormous, limitless wings blanketed the whole field of battle.
A mere tail lash hurled even Alexander, at ninth-level supreme sage rank, flying through thousands of star systems!
Boom—!
Simultaneously, billions of swords merged into rays of supreme death light, pouring onto the Dragon Emperor.
Roar—!
Dragonfire erupted from the Dragon Emperor’s maw, torrents of intense polar energy smashing against the endless approaching blades!
As if two stellar deluges rammed together, the whole Sword Universe crumbled from the impact!
Innumerable realms shattered into void in the wake. Billions of souls vanished in a blink.
The Sword-Sea Emperor’s expression grew grim as he sliced through the ruinous gale, rushing headlong at the Dragon Emperor.
Trailing him, a gigantic Fate River twisted out, brimming with hidden killing chances, blending with Threads of Fate to form a heaven-spanning snare.
His eyes fixed on the giant form perched over the Dragon Emperor.
The Devouring Cursed Sword Array, built from nine hundred ninety-nine Cursed Swords, assembled in an instant!
In the boundless sword ocean, tens of quadrillions of blades whirled to join the Devouring Cursed Sword Array.
The immense aura of destruction swiftly roused surrounding Star Sea universes, awakening myriad ancient inheritances.
Powerful entities attempted distant scrutiny, yet the Devouring Cursed Sword Array barred them, permitting just a dim sense of the dreadful presence.
At that instant, the Sword Universe appeared to evolve into a massive stellar sword setup.
The Sword-Sea Emperor stood as its heart, the one true mind of this realm.
The unassailable force of a Quasi-Eternal sage rank harshly quelled every supreme sage rank clash.
The combatants looked as if paused, their actions severely hindered by this control.
"Quasi-Eternal sage rank!"
"This unmatched power..."
Mylen along with the other supreme sage ranks went ashen, primal dread surging from deep within their beings.
...
"In just one year, you rose from entry-level supreme sage rank to ninth-level supreme sage rank..."
Each syllable from the Sword-Sea Emperor cut like a blade as he eyed Aurek, resounding through the fractured cosmos.
"It seems the secrets you carry are indeed worthy of my personal investigation."
"Perfect. The Magic Sword Array I created has existed for ten million years. Now, I can finally test its true power against you."
This formation was initially the Sword-Sea Emperor’s final assault, readied to claim the Dark Abyss.
Regarding Aurek? Before, he had paid him scant notice, leaving matters to David.
But currently, events had far surpassed all predictions.
A being who entered Empyrean Sanctum merely a year prior had advanced so tremendously.
Even a Quasi-Eternal sage rank of endless ages felt a stir within.
Still, inwardly, he let out a quiet breath of ease.
Evidently, the cosmic will rejected Aurek’s survival!
Driven by his own ambitions, Aurek had charged forth right after reaching ninth-level Empyrean Sanctum, guiding his forces into the Chaos Singularity.
With such a mad speed of growth, a few additional years could render him utterly invincible.
And presently, he had basically offered himself up for destruction—a boon from the heavens, as the Sword-Sea Emperor saw no other reason.