Summoning Millions of Gods Daily, My Strength Equals Theirs Combined Chapter 684 -684-Uriel, the Angel of Light, Erased

For several days, Uriel the Angel of Light had been watching intently, but that veil of mist still blocked his sight.

No angels from Heaven had anticipated Metatron remaining alive.

Even Angel King Michael got tricked. The scheming force pulling strings likely rivaled Michael's own might.

An inconceivable plot surely lurked amid these events.

With everything exposed now, no more delays were needed.

Tidal waves of holy light swept over immense domains like the Endless Starlight Islands, Primordial River Cosmos, Truth Universe region, and Beginningless Land.

As the Star Sea wall crumbled apart, a divine silhouette materialized.

Boom—!

Panic and dread clutched every living creature. Obviously, this descending entity dwarfed all imaginable bounds of the world.

Precisely then, inside the Supreme Sanctuary, Aurek's eyes snapped wide open.

Vast profundity power radiated outward in surging waves.

Sacred flowers bloomed one after another, slowly saturating the emptiness.

At the same time, sacred power rushed into the wombs of Josephine, Belinda, Fiona, and Sophia like gushing springs.

Sacred flowers kept expanding, blossoming from the twelfth layer of the Divine Sanctuary down to the first sacred hall, then stretching into the Celestial Light God Realm...

The broken Fate River reconnected fully.

Unnoticed by anyone, the restraint on that immense sacred power vanished.

Uriel's mental power stealthily delved into the Endless Star Sea's depths.

But in that instant alone, shock nearly tore a cry from his throat.

Three profundity flowers unfurled across the fate dome, petals humming in harmony and fusing with supreme profundities into a flawless unity.

Uncontrollably, he shouted out, tone drenched in shock and terror.

A colossal hand forged from pure fate laws thrust from the river, seizing savagely at him.

That marked a Return Origin God!

Terror wracked his sacred form with violent shudders, every wing feather shrieking on pure instinct.

A thundering voice detonated near his ears, jarring him until sacred blood spewed forth.

Though a Quasi-Return Origin God already, with power eclipsing Gabriel's, resistance eluded him utterly now.

"No—!"

The Fate River devoured his form, erasing him without remnant or trace.

The Dragon Race, the Netherworld, Olympus...

In the boundless Star Sea, a lone sacred seal drifted by itself.

"His aura has dissipated, and the threads of fate deduction have been severed... Could it be that a Return Origin God personally made a move?"

She tried tracing the reality, only for backlash from a colossal force to strike her instantly. Her face twisted in alarm.

Even she buckled under that rebound.

"This matter must be reported to the Heaven Realm immediately!"

...

"That was the scream of Uriel, the God of Light! The chaotic rift is closing, and Uriel’s aura has already been annihilated. Only a sacred seal remains."

The gods quaked in horror.

How horrifying was the force orchestrating this?

Helios the Sun God, Heracles the God of Strength, Hermes the Divine Envoy, Aeolus the Wind God...

Ancient powers amid the chaotic stars roused too. Innumerable stares lanced through the Fate River, scrutinizing the bizarre upheavals in that universe past the heavens.

"Uriel has fallen. A great calamity is coming for Heaven!"

Angel King Michael's declaration boomed like thunder across Heaven's sacred temple.

They recovered Uriel's lingering sacred seal and strove to rip apart the barrier encasing that realm.

Four Guardian Angels arrayed at the cardinal points, unleashing their mightiest guardian sacred formation to hammer the endless source universe.

"Do not waste your effort. That medium-sized universe has already been completely concealed by some kind of power."

Though the four Guardian Angels wielded unmatched fighting prowess, all transcending in the Initial Origin God realm, their combined guardian sacred formation could challenge a Quasi-Return Origin God.

Just one conclusion fit.

"What should we do now?" Azrael, the Guiding Angel, asked.

"The enemy is hidden while we stand exposed. They are difficult to grasp."

"Or..."