Summoning Millions of Gods Daily, My Strength Equals Theirs Combined Chapter 668 -668-That Figure Whose Presence Brought Peace

In the vast starry realm of the myriad races—

"O lost children of the world, adrift in the bitter sea of sin, place your faith in the Kingdom of Heaven. Only thus may you set foot upon the path to eternal life. Amen!"

Sacred chants erupted from the angels' lips. Brilliant golden light gushed out in powerful waves, compelling one chaotic star domain after another into submission.

Numerous regions had already succumbed entirely.

The holy angel Raphael descended into the Eastern Starfield.

His five pairs of wings unfurled across billions of meters, crafted as if from solid pure gold, bathing the whole Eastern Starfield in a tranquil, divine masterpiece.

Majestic hymns echoed through the cosmos, spreading in ever-expanding waves.

A holy flower spun leisurely, as thick veils of divine runes and sacred chants radiated outward in all directions.

"Ahhh—!"

"What... what is that sound..."

"No... I don’t believe in the Lord..."

Myriad beings gripped their heads, shrieking in torment.

Even ministers like Winston and Heimerdinger couldn't endure it; their features contorted in suffering.

Though it seemed serene at first listen, that voice was truly stripping away their human essence, reverberating endlessly within their thoughts.

Aurek’s mirrored avatar swiftly activated the Dimensional Vision to counter it.

Inside the Aetherian Sanctuary, Josephine, Natasha, Elizabeth, Sophia, Nafi, Gloria, and the rest of the imperial consorts detected the potent foe's approach and emerged one by one.

"Go back! All of you, get back inside!"

Aurek bellowed.

Boom!

Right then, Raphael's eyes fixed upon Aurek—and upon Josephine and the others.

The instant he noticed Josephine and the rest bore children, joy surged through his heart.

"You think a mere avatar can stop me?"

"Amen!"

"Receive the baptism of the Heavenly Father!"

The sacred bloom near Raphael abruptly floated toward the Aetherian Sanctuary.

Should he manage to baptize and convert those consorts—even Aurek’s unborn offspring—wouldn't Aurek fall under their sway?

"You’re courting death!"

A furious voice thundered across the void, shaking Raphael’s holy form with its intensity.

The saintly look on his face shifted immediately. He had anticipated Aurek's awareness, yet not his such swift arrival.

Refusing retreat, he staked it all on a bold assault, targeting Aurek’s avatar directly.

No time left to waste. He abandoned converting Josephine and the others temporarily—he'd capture them outright.

Boom!

In that pivotal moment—

A ferocious spatial tempest exploded forth, hurling Raphael back with a thunderous roar.

"Damn it!"

Raphael's complexion drained of color. Without pause, he plunged into the River of Fate and vanished within its depths.

Meanwhile, the other dozen-plus angels also felt the crushing menace descending.

One by one, they dove into the River of Fate too, masking their presences completely.

Boom!

Hundreds of thousands of Eternal Sage–rank titans emerged from the void, dragging the restrained angel Gardner along.

Aurek’s form materialized in the Eastern Starfield.

At that instant, innumerable beings sighed in collective relief.

Winston and his companions appeared as if they had survived a harrowing test of resolve, while Josephine and the consorts were ashen-faced.

Yet upon glimpsing that colossal silhouette, their spirits calmed.

Aurek’s presence had grown immensely vast. Even his silhouette loomed like an eternal godly peak, its peak lost to sight.

They held their breaths, staring in awe, hearts brimming with thrill and honor.

Aurek’s gaze pierced toward the River of Fate, his tone icy as sharpened steel.

"Come out on your own, and I can still leave you a shred of dignity."

Raphael and his winged flock possessed truly potent techniques. Concealed without any aura leak, they stayed perfectly still.

This was the myriad races' starry territory—Aurek’s personal bastion!

Should combat ignite here, Aurek couldn't unleash fully, granting them an edge.

And should Aurek dare strike—if he cornered them into fury and retaliation—they'd slaughter his consorts and unborn heirs outright!

Aurek’s stare grew even frostier.

He fell silent.

Every hiding spot of the angels was pinpointed by those Godtouched-ranked void warlocks. Some warlocks lurked right beside them already.

Furthermore, the entire myriad races' starry domain teemed with Godtouched-ranked void warlocks and Doomsday Warriors.

Squashing these angels would prove simpler than crushing insects.

Yet Aurek felt no rush.

Having secured a Godtouched-level army, his next pursuit was a force of divine authority holders.

Such a legion lay beyond the endless Star Sea's grasp.

For that, Heaven would be his source.

"Put him on the cross."

Aurek commanded abruptly, his voice carrying the weight of a Sacred Envoy.

At that order, Raphael—lurking unseen—knitted his brows. The other dozen angels mirrored him, their eyes whipping toward a star domain past the Eastern Starfield.

There, hundreds of Eternal Sage–rank titans convoyed the subdued angel.

A Godtouched-ranked void warlock oversaw him nearby; the angel remained utterly immobile.

A titan hauled forth a massive wooden cross and smashed it brutally into the ground, glaring icily at the angel.

"Amen! Aurek, I advise you not to do anything stupid!"

"Since you know where I come from, then you should understand this: if you offend Heaven, it won’t be only you who suffers. Your women, your children, your friends, and all the people of your Divine Court will suffer with you!"

Angel Gardner, hearing Aurek’s command, instantly yelled his threat.

Right then—

A titan seized the angel's throat, slammed him onto the cross, and secured him tightly.

A rough iron nail pressed to his wrist, and the hammer smashed down.

With a sickening thud, the nail speared through his sacred flesh and embedded deeply into the timber!

"AAAHHH—!"

The angel unleashed a piercing wail. Sacred blood streamed along the nail, dyeing the cross crimson.

His other wrist followed suit. Then both feet, the heavy nails punching through their tops and burrowing into the wood.

Gardner was fixed rigidly to the cross. Beneath the Destructive Source Profound Truth's oppressive might, his holy frame crumbled, divine glow fracturing ceaselessly as golden shards flew about.

He thrashed wildly. The nails groaned in the wood, but escape proved impossible.

"How... how is this possible...?!"

Gardner brimmed with dread. The torment was so intense he could scarcely form words.

The titan raised the cross vertical and drove it savagely into the ground.

Gardner dangled in the vacuum, sacred blood trickling drop by drop, pooling faintly below in the emptiness.

"Ah... ah..."

His cries sharpened relentlessly, resounding across the star domain.

Lurking in secrecy, Raphael and the rest observed with grim expressions—and dread churning within.

The angel dangled from the cross, divine radiance flaking from his form, his body torn and blood-soaked, sacred blood gushing nonstop from gashes and trickling along the frame.

His frame shuddered in anguish. Each breath dragged a wretched moan.

"Damn it! That heretic actually dares treat a holy servant of the Lord in such a way..."

"Aurek, you will suffer the most extreme agony! I will turn your descendants into the lowliest slaves, condemned never to rise for all eternity!"

Raphael’s visage warped with rage. The gentle facade had vanished entirely, supplanted by savage oaths hissed through gritted teeth.

"Ahhh—no!"

The titan stabbed into Gardner’s torso, shredding his flesh piece by piece.

Gardner wailed in hopelessness, fighting with every ounce, yet countless hidden Godtouched legions pinned him down.

The titan proceeded to dismantle Gardner’s body.

"If you’ve got the guts, then kill me...!"

"No! No—!"

Gardner roared in desperation.

This torture, far surpassing death, proved unbearably excruciating.

To be impaled while alive, dismembered gradually—this suffering shattered him utterly.