Summoning Millions of Gods Daily, My Strength Equals Theirs Combined Chapter 664 -664-Aurek’s Overwhelming Ferocity

"Attack!"

Inside Chaos Origin, Amethyst paused merely for a brief instant prior to issuing the command with firm determination.

Right then, all the mighty experts from Chaos Origin surged forth with overwhelming might.

They all rushed directly toward the angelic holy devotees.

Preferring to ally with the Crossbridge Divine Court against those mysterious foes from the Truth Universe who treated them like mere cattle, this seemed the wiser path.

In the end, Aurek's power had grown so immensely fearsome that yielding to him wasn't such a bitter pill to swallow.

"Fight them to the death!"

Amir, the Progenitor from the Primordial Era, also guided his troops straight into the Standarin Universe.

Forces from the Primordial Age and the Age of Savagery followed suit one by one.

Experts from the Forbidden Domain of Gods, the Equilibrium Sage who had retreated to the fringes of the vast Starlight Isle, the Star River Lord standing tall among Eternal Sage–rank taboos, and even the Primordial Elder...

Every powerhouse advanced like a tidal wave, barreling toward the angelic holy devotees.

Suddenly, the whole Endless Star Sea erupted into a colossal battle unlike any before.

Precisely then, the seven Children of Commandment sprang into action!

They dashed at the foremost experts, aiming to capture them.

Aurek shot them a look. Drawing on the River of Fate's might, he formed a sword in his grip. The Thousand Sword Judgment Domain expanded instantly, morphing into myriad judgment universes that trapped the seven in endless carnage.

Boom!

The seven Children of Commandment frantically demolished universe after universe, pulverizing infinite sword intent, but they appeared utterly worn and wretched.

Just as Aurek prepared to strike harder, Raphael charged at him wielding a sacred staff.

This force exceeded the boundaries of the Star Sea universe, targeting his forehead directly.

The remaining angels unleashed radiant holy light together, covering the skies as it cascaded over him. The enchanting sacred hymn relentlessly gnawed at his resolve.

Aurek countered with the Myriad Judgment Domain. Myriads of universes hurtled at the angels like shooting stars.

Simultaneously, the Hand of Fate dove into the River of Fate, shifting into an ancient wheel that brutally pulled one angel into the Fate River.

"This is the Lord’s grace. All things return to the Lord."

That angel positioned himself cross-legged in the River of Fate, employing supreme sacred arts to pry the long river apart.

Innumerable Threads of Fate coiled around him like shackles, but his form stayed still as a sacred idol.

A piercing wail of torment echoed from the Star Sea's depths. The fate lines that angel had traced stemmed from the woven destinies of countless beings.

As soon as he settled among them, those beings’ Threads of Fate broke apart at once, their existences fading quietly into oblivion.

Still, that angel never even fluttered his eyelids.

For him, the demise of those lives merited only a nonchalant murmur:

"Amen."

Aurek observed with icy detachment.

He understood all too clearly the duplicity of these angels.

Those who knelt before the heavenly kingdom and groveled could perpetrate atrocities, yet they always conjured lofty justifications to forgive them.

They loved to tower over the masses, wielding common morality as a weapon to scornfully label all resisters as "heretics" and slay them outright.

Rumble—!

The Hand of Fate lunged abruptly, grasping the full River of Fate in its hold before crashing down on that angel and hauling him forcibly into the Wheel of Fate's abyss.

"Heretic, stop!"

Raphael's eyes flared with rage, like a descending angel of retribution.

His sacred staff morphed into a rune of holy light and thrust ferociously into the Wheel of Fate amid the River of Fate.

That blow tore through a massive expanse of the River of Fate, unleashing waves soaring ten thousand zhang tall.

Aurek's eyes grew somber. He forged a Chapter of supreme laws, breaching the chaos barrier before hurling it at Raphael.

That unstoppable lethal power gathered all source energies, bearing down like a toppling Mount Tai.

Though Aurek hadn't advanced in comprehension or mindset, depleting every Emperor Point had propelled his strength far beyond the Eternal Sage rank!

He had even neared the Divine Revelant realm the Children of Commandment mentioned!

Merely, his true rank hadn't reached it yet.

And that explained the seven Children of Commandment's shock.

Nevertheless, against these angels, it proved more than sufficient.

"The strength is there, yet he still cannot touch the grandeur of Divine Revelant..."

Raphael discerned Aurek’s actual condition at once.

The sacred flower under his feet ignited in brilliant splendor. Layers of holy light rippled outward like waves, fiercely opposing that Chapter of ultimate laws.

Meanwhile, angels beside him morphed into vast floods of holy light and rushed at Aurek, intent on swallowing him entirely.

They planned to subject Aurek to the same fate as Imperial Authority and the rest: forced conversion via their supreme sacred hymn.

But the instant they brushed the Dimensional Horizon, an unfathomable dread surged from their souls.

That unseen light barrier exploded suddenly, ceaselessly diminishing their dimensions. Their holy forms started melting away like wax.

"What kind of heretical sorcery is this?!"

One angel smashed a palm into the invisible light wall.

Holy emblems burst with explosive sacred energy, annihilating the chaotic space outside into pure void in one hit.

Yet the horrific rebound wrecked their sacred bodies immediately.

Piece by piece of golden shards, resembling fractured colored glaze, flew across the universe before swiftly reforming.

Even sacred angel Raphael suffered the impact. His holy emblem quaked fiercely, hurling his body back.

Boom—!

Freed from restraint, the Hand of Fate yanked that angel from the River of Fate and plunged him into the Wheel of Fate's depths.

The sacred staff stayed lodged in the River of Fate, bereft of its mark.

As for the angel pulled into the wheel, Aurek summoned a universe and sealed him inside directly.

"Hallelujah!"

"Sir, lay down the blade in your hand. You cannot destroy the Lord’s holy servant!"

Realizing flight was futile, that angel shut his eyes and sat cross-legged within.

Golden sacred light cloaked him. Holy glow kept expanding, saturating the whole universe.

A prolonged sacred hymn resounded in the void, every tone a grave invocation.

Aurek ignored him completely. He fixed his sight on the leftover angels and the seven Children of Commandment.

With one Creation strike, he hammered the Thousand Sword Judgment Domain, obliterating the sacred bodies of two Children of Commandment instantly. They fragmented like shattered glazed glass, scattering into myriad light specks.

The surviving Children of Commandment exploited the turmoil to slip into spatial cracks, fleeing in dire straits.

The two with ruined sacred bodies reformed amid the chaos, their shapes faint and wavering like wind-tossed flames.

Aurek effortlessly redeployed the Thousand Sword Judgment Domain. Endless judgment swords ascended from the River of Fate, crafting an unseen prison that fully caged the pair.

"Raphael, this man’s ferocity reaches the heavens. His strength is far beyond the ordinary. We should withdraw first!"

Several angels limped over to Raphael.

Their sacred bodies bore cracks and fractures, golden holy blood seeping from the gaps to form faded light flowers in the void.

Sacred angel Raphael, stripped of his holy emblem, looked even more pitiful.

Half his face was crushed inward from the impact. His formerly divine visage now resembled a fiend's. His sole eye glared at Aurek, loathing nearly solidifying.

Charging blindly without scouting the foe had been a fatal error.

Lingering in this bind risked complete destruction.

"We’re leaving!"

Raphael snarled, voice laden with fury and reluctance.

Channeling sacred power, he ripped open a holy gate. The golden portal barely cracked into a slim fissure against the chaotic storm.

The other angels trailed right after. Concurrently, they wielded supreme sacred arts to become torrents of golden holy script, scooping up Imperial Authority and fellow holy devotees before escaping via the holy gate.

At the same time, Suggwoth and his allies exploited the opening for a merciless massacre on the stranded holy devotees. Crimson gore poured like a tempest, war cries thundering across the skies.