Summoning Millions of Gods Daily, My Strength Equals Theirs Combined Chapter 649 -649-The Unending Lament of the Great Universe

Aurek remained silent, listening intently.

He had already begun to grasp the true extent of the power wielded by an Eternal Sage-rank.

Though his own strength hovered infinitely close to that threshold, his cultivation continued to stabilize and deepen through the complex interplay of destiny, fortune, and his own Imperial Path.

However, breaking the Endless Starlight Shield was not his primary objective at this moment—it was the acquisition of Emperor Points.

Endless Starlight Isle had served as a gathering point for the most formidable entities within the Star Sea universe.

By removing those who dared to obstruct his progression or oppose him, he would gather enough power to ascend to the rank of Eternal Sage.

Once that milestone was reached, overcoming the Endless Starlight Shield would become an effortless task.

With Alvin and his subordinates managing the tactical movements at the forefront, Aurek refrained from personal intervention.

He dedicated his entirety to his own advancement, utilizing the Time Warlock to generate a temporal acceleration field while consuming all available resources and Emperor Points.

His energy fluctuated, collapsing and expanding until it finally reached a critical point of transformation.

As the national power of the Crossbridge Divine Court continued to flourish, its providence grew ever more immense, exerting a profound influence upon his own destiny.

Destiny acts as a finite resource allocated to all living beings; each individual claims a share, with the powerful hoarding enough to dictate the lives of those with less.

Aurek was one such powerful figure.

Yet, through the gathering of providence, he possessed the ability to bolster his own portion, allowing it to expand beyond measure.

He sought the day when his slightest word or gesture would manifest as fate itself, governing the survival of all living things.

Presently, his proximity to the rank of a Heaven-Mandate Eternal Sage was closer than ever.

Simultaneously, he tirelessly nurtured new types of summoned troops day and night.

Eight days passed.

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Rumble—!

An overwhelming aura plummeted from the distant horizon of the universe.

Aurek’s dimensional vision manifested autonomously, as a translucent barrier of energy radiated outward in turbulent waves.

His mental focus locked onto the Sea of Chaos situated along the northern fringes of Endless Starlight Isle.

There, a cataclysmic conflict had already fractured the void into chaos and ruin.

Ripples cascaded across the Endless Starlight Shield like vibrations traversing a pool of liquid.

Outside the barrier, a host exceeding one million quasi-Eternal Sage-ranks and several billion Supreme Sage-ranks had surged forth from the confines of Endless Starlight Isle.

In the north of the isle, Artharion, the Lord of Oblivion, the Primordial Sage, the Guide, the Flame Lord, and other peerless beings commanded three million quasi-Eternal Sage-ranks and five billion Supreme Sage-ranks, holding their position in the Sea of Chaos beneath the sanctuary of the Endless Starlight Shield.

The ambient chaos storms and source energy appeared to be siphoned by an invisible influence, coalescing around them into multiple layers of formidable defenses that completely masked their true capabilities.

Nevertheless, through those very layers, they scrutinized every activity unfolding beyond the Sea of Chaos.

Eight days had elapsed.

The Fated Monarch had already maneuvered two million quasi-Eternal Sage-ranks and five billion Supreme Sage-ranks in a massive flanking rotation, nearing the vicinity of the Sanctuary of Rebirth.

The elaborate trap they had devised was finally nearing fruition.

The assembled experts braced themselves in anticipation.

Meanwhile, the God of Old Mysteries led one and a half million quasi-Eternal Sage-ranks and 3.1 billion Supreme Sage-ranks in a direct assault against the Crossbridge legions currently striking the boundary of the Starlight Shield.

The 1.5 million quasi-Eternal Sage-ranks rolled forward like an oceanic tide, forming an impenetrable wall as they slammed into the Crossbridge formation.

The power of the quasi-Eternal Sage-ranks detonated like volcanic eruptions. Starfields were ripped asunder, chaos was rendered into dust, and waves of imperial units were obliterated in the carnage.

"Show these insects the true strength of our Endless Starlight Isle—!"

Following close behind, the 3.1 billion Supreme Sage-ranks descended like a torrential flood.

Inside the vast Sea of Chaos, the two armies collided like cosmic currents, a massive slaughterhouse where Supreme Sage-ranks were discarded like chaff.

The mournful cry of the universe’s will at the destruction of so many Supreme Sage-ranks rippled through the starfields, staining the Sea of Chaos a deep, crimson hue.

These wretched lamentations echoed through the territories of various hegemonic forces like the tolling of funeral knells.

Boom!

The Doomsday Warriors unleashed the divine brilliance of Silent Extinction, Chaotic Destruction, and Fate Cataclysm, saturating the 1.5 million quasi-Eternal Sage-ranks of their enemy.

The offensive power of the quasi-Eternal Sage-ranks was overwhelming, proving to be the greatest threat to the Crossbridge armies.

As the Doomsday Warriors stalled them, the Beastbound Warriors shifted into forms like the Dragon Emperor and the Blazing Sun Divine Bird, diving headlong into the mass of 3.1 billion Supreme Sage-ranks.

Stars tumbled from the heavens as flesh and blood from butchered Supreme Sage-ranks sprayed across the void, accompanied by desperate screams.

Observing the unfolding massacre, Overthunder scowled and commanded the Void Warlocks, "Assist the Curseweavers in neutralizing the quasi-Eternal Sage-ranks!"

"By your decree!"

Over a billion Void Warlocks deployed onto the battlefield, sealing off segment after segment of cosmic space.

Every region within space was subservient to their will.

Utilizing Space Reconstruction, they forcibly teleported one quasi-Eternal Sage-rank after another into the waiting traps of the Curseweavers.

The Curseweavers immediately activated Fate Bloom, embedding the technique into the victims' Fate Rivers.

Ebony flowers manifested within those rivers, spreading like ink to devour the Threads of Fate of the trapped warriors.

"Pfft! My power is failing!!"

"This is a disaster—the power of curses!"

Panic overtook the quasi-Eternal Sage-ranks, who struggled desperately against the encroaching curse while continuing their bombardment of the Curseweaver legions.

"Ahhh—No!"

Despairing cries filled the air as one quasi-Eternal Sage-rank liquified into a puddle of dark sludge.

Those caught within the cursed zone soon suffered the same grim fate.

"Target the Curseweavers first!"

The God of Old Mysteries felt a chill settle in his chest, and he bellowed orders to his subordinates.

He brandished an Origin Relic, shattering the imprisoned chaos-space with a single blow and channeling its force toward the cursed legions.

The other quasi-Eternal Sage-ranks, having fought off the Doomsday Warriors, attempted to charge forward, only to find themselves pinned by the Void Warlocks once more.

Bang!

Rumble, rumble, rumble—!

The slaughter intensified in ferocity.

Even the formidable Supreme Sage-ranks were reduced to nothing more than ants in this meat grinder of a battlefield.

Watching the war, the three million quasi-Eternal Sage-ranks and five billion Supreme Sage-ranks remaining in Endless Starlight Isle were visible gripped by terror.

The inhabitants of the various starfields and the experts of hegemonic powers held their breath, unable to conceive of such a horrific spectacle.

Compared to this display, the war previously waged by the Rivera demon race of the Primordial River Cosmos seemed like a minor skirmish.

The Lord of the Heavens, the Envoy of Desolation, the Sage of Cycles, and the other legendary geniuses felt their spirits grow heavy with cold dread.

The events transpiring before them had far surpassed their most dire expectations.

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"It seems we have greatly underestimated them."

The Guide’s brow was creased in concentration.

Artharion watched the fighting intensely and remarked in a low tone, "Have you observed it?"

"The tactics employed by their units are all remarkably similar, as if they were reflections from a single source."

"Indeed. Some master the manipulation of space, others strip away the essence of life, some utilize curses, while others shift into monstrous incarnations, command time, or wield pure destruction..."

The Flame Lord enumerated their observations.

"Shall we intervene?" a quasi-Eternal Sage-rank inquired.

Artharion shook his head. "Remain expectant a moment longer."

"Observe their techniques thoroughly. Only then will we understand how to prepare countermeasures when we inevitably engage."

The gathered experts nodded in agreement.

By deconstructing the enemy’s secrets and isolating their flaws, they would ensure they could eventually restrain and utterly eradicate them.

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