Summoning Millions of Gods Daily, My Strength Equals Theirs Combined Chapter 688 -688-The Mastermind, God King Zeus

On the peak of Mount Zion, the sky was awash in crimson from the bloodshed.

Billions upon billions of heavenly beings met their end, their sacred lights winking out like dying embers in a relentless massacre.

High in the cosmos, three resplendent figures of light observed the devastation with cold, piercing gazes.

"Elder Brother, it is time for us to intervene," one urged.

"If we tarry further, Zion will be utterly annihilated!"

"Indeed. Prompt action now will ensure the Lord does not hold us accountable."

Two of the luminous figures emanated palpable killing intent.

The first figure’s expression remained impassive.

They still hadn't discerned the true mastermind behind the chaos, only catching a faint hint related to Olympus.

Yet now, Olympus itself was teetering on the brink of collapse, consumed by the flames of war. The Threads of Fate were in disarray, rendering any further divination impossible.

Witnessing the imminent demise of every last holy being in Heaven, the first figure finally gave a slow nod and stepped forth into the void.

The other two figures followed his lead without hesitation.

In an instant, the trio pierced through the fabric of space and descended upon the war-torn battlefield.

An immense, divine aura, characteristic of Return-to-Origin gods, surged forth like a crushing tide, dominating the entirety of Zion’s battlefield.

Under this overwhelming pressure, hundreds of billions of Godtouched soldiers were instantly immobilized.

The first silhouette stood upon drifting white clouds, a divine artifact radiating holy light rotating slowly before him.

Even formidable entities like Eternal Apollo Sunblaze and Cursefont Star God found themselves overwhelmed by his might in that moment.

Simultaneously, deep within the celestial realm of Olympus.

Aurek’s brow furrowed. He strode forth and appeared on the battlefield.

The supreme divine power of a high-stage Return-to-Origin god cascaded down like a divine canopy, fully counteracting the pressure exerted by the three approaching figures.

A magnificent imperial authority enveloped the multiverse.

At that juncture, countless supreme gods turned their attention to this unfolding event.

A majestic form materialized above the starry expanse, resembling an eternal, blazing sun.

"I scarcely imagined that you would be the architect of this entire conflict," the first silhouette stated, his gaze fixed coldly upon the radiant figure.

"Zeus!" he declared, articulating each syllable with profound gravity.

Zeus!

In that instant, the Lord of the Sacred Tree from the Tree of Life Manor, the Sovereign of the Underworld, the formidable Black Dragon of the True Sea, the Guardian of the Golden Palace, the Moirai, Surtr, Styx –

A succession of ancient godfiends and supreme deities reacted with utter astonishment.

The instigator of this cataclysmic war was none other than Zeus!

The Lord of the Heavenly Realm, the God King revered throughout Olympus!

High above Asgard, Odin, Freyr, Njord, and their divine brethren also wore somber expressions.

However, outside the confines of Olympus, Minerva, Atlas, and other gods engaged in fierce combat experienced a torrent of contrasting emotions – incandescent rage, profound shock, and sheer disbelief!

They had never conceived that Zeus would turn his divine blade against Olympus, the very domain he governed.

No.

Not against Olympus as a whole.

His true targets were specifically them!

This conclusion was drawn from the observation that many Divine Clerics of Olympus had remained untouched, and the Crossbridge army had not assailed the gates of the Divine Empire. Instead, their assault had been directed squarely at the northern and southern divine regions.

Their objectives were precisely these factions!

Some among them represented the ancient divine lineages.

Minerva and Atlas were prime examples.

This implied that Zeus intended to leverage the current conflict to eradicate their influence from Olympus entirely.

This revelation struck them with profound force.

The gods of Asgard, too, grasped this underlying motive.

Boom—!

Hera, Athena, Metatron, and others arrived on the scene successively, their attention locking onto Gabriel, the angel of wisdom Raziel, Raphael, the guiding angel Azrael, Metatron, and their celestial counterparts.

Aurek’s gaze swept over the newly arrived combatants before finally settling upon the three luminous figures.

"Today, the three angel progenitors who have journeyed so far shall find eternal rest within this Star Sea," Aurek declared, his voice resonating like thunder.

A divine sword forged from lightning tore through the celestial vault, hurtling towards the trio.

"Preposterous!"

The three silhouettes found the declaration utterly ludicrous.

They were the direct servants of the Lord, the very originators of the angelic race, beings endowed with supreme authority and power!

What right did Zeus, a mere upstart, possess to challenge them?

"Arrogant!"

Isaac let out a cold snort and activated the Scales of Judgment.

The scales abruptly tipped, unleashing an avalanche of dark weights that transformed into a world-ending torrent, surging towards Aurek from all directions.

He sought to engulf the lightning-wielding God King's blade with the might of eternal original sin.

Yet, in a blinding flash of lightning, Aurek manifested the profundity of spatial manipulation, instantaneously sealing the surrounding void.

With a deafening boom, the Myriad Judgment Domain unfurled, manifesting one complete starfield after another. These celestial expanses descended like meteor showers, hurtling towards the trio before them.

Seated regally upon the Throne of the Sacred Covenant, Abraham was enveloped in a shield of radiant golden holy light. This divine luminescence effortlessly deflected each crashing starfield.

In that precise moment, Aurek’s clone launched its silent assault.

The clone surged directly towards Raphael, Metatron, Raziel, and the other exalted archangels of Heaven. With a singular sweep of its sword, the Thousand-Sword Judgment Domain unleased, ensnaring the holy archangels within an infinite sword realm, destined for annihilation.

"Ah—no!"

Metatron’s sacred form was rent asunder. The solidified holy flower disintegrated, scattering into oblivion as his despairing cry reverberated across the vastness of the multiverse.

A palpable chill gripped the hearts of every supreme god present.

In a single, devastating blow, Aurek had obliterated dozens of quasi-Return-to-Origin gods.

Heaven’s dominion was shattered!

Seizing the opportune moment, Hera and her kin led their forces in a relentless pursuit of the surviving holy archangels.

"Aurek! You have laid waste to Heaven’s very foundation! Even the Lord shall not absolve you!"

Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob—the three progenitors of the angels—were consumed by an immeasurable fury. Wielding the formidable power of Return-to-Origin, they unleashed a torrent of divine might upon Aurek.

The multiverse groaned under the strain, threatening to collapse. Olympus convulsed violently, and at the precipice of chaos, stars rained down like a deluge.

Within sacred locales such as the Temple of Creation and the Hall of Sages, the primordial goddess Gaia, the Eternal Sage, the God of the Beginning, and Tartarus, the abyssal God of the Abyss, observed the unfolding battle with rapt attention.

Astonishment flickered in their ancient eyes.

It became glaringly evident that the current Zeus had ascended to the realm of a Return-to-Origin god. Moreover, the sheer potency radiating from his aura surpassed even that of the venerable Eternal Sage!

They had previously held the conviction that Zeus’s path to ascension had been irrevocably severed by the concerted efforts of the divine pantheon.

Yet, none had anticipated his resurgence in such a terrifying and formidable guise.

Perhaps even more disturbing was the fact that no matter how intensely they scrutinized the myriad possibilities, they could not discern the slightest indication of his ascendancy.

Aurek wasted no time on discourse.

As the three angelic progenitors charged towards him, his Dimensional Vision abruptly manifested. Invisible barriers of pure light unfurled across the void, intercepting every incoming assault.

The sheer resilience of this defense proved superior to even the Eternal Sage’s renowned Space-Time Wonder Tower and Aether Totem.

Concurrently, Aurek’s clone had already vanquished the majority of Heaven’s angelic host. After obliterating Michael and Metatron, the clone pivoted swiftly to confront the three angel progenitors.

The clone invoked spatial manipulation to seal the surrounding void, while Aurek’s true form unleashed the Creation Art!

With a solitary, incisive sword strike, the western expanse of Heaven was cleaved in two, unleashing a maelstrom of endless chaos that surged with unchecked fury.

The three angel progenitors were flung violently into the boundless chaos, their sacred bodies disintegrating instantaneously.

"Die!"

Aurek raised his sword and pursued, his offensive relentless, akin to a tempestuous storm.

He had already attained the high-stage of Return-to-Origin, whereas these three progenitors lingered in the early-stage. While not the absolute weakest among the Return-to-Origin gods, they were demonstrably outmatched against him.

"Abraham!"

Isaac’s desperate roar echoed, as he frantically burned his sacred blood to reconstitute his corporeal form, fleeing towards the uncharted chaos beyond the celestial realms.

Aurek gave immediate chase, intent on eradicating all three before the divine Lord of Heaven, Yahweh, could intervene.

Whether they would eventually revive was a concern for a later time.

His clone also committed its full might, intertwining the esoteric principles of time and space to ensnare Abraham within a temporal distortion. Overwhelming destructive power descended like an instrument of apocalyptic judgment.

"Ah—!"

Abraham’s pained roar was cut short.

"Aurek! You cannot fell me!"

"The eternal Sacred Covenant shall not be extinguished by your hand!"

Before his declaration could fully escape his lips, his sacred body imploded, ceasing to exist.

A crimson rain cascaded across the multiverse, signifying the demise of a Return-to-Origin god. The universe itself seemed to lament his passing, and the River of Fate flowed, dyed a somber red.

Isaac and Jacob, seized by sheer terror, fled with frantic haste towards the void beyond the heavens.

Like an inescapable shadow, Aurek pursued them without faltering.

"That is sufficient."

A voice, resonant as a colossal bell, boomed across all the myriad worlds within the Star Sea.

A luminous manifestation, effulgent with divine light, drifted forth from the deepest reaches of the chaos. Its radiant halo seemed to encompass both the genesis and the ultimate conclusion of all existence.

Aurek abruptly halted his relentless pursuit.