Summoning Millions of Gods Daily, My Strength Equals Theirs Combined

Chapter 685: Chapter685-A Shocking Change—Declaring War on the Multiverse!

The angels all turned their gazes toward the battlefield of the multiverse.

Metatron was not dead. He was undoubtedly closely connected to the mastermind behind the scenes.

If they could capture him, perhaps they could pry open a gap.

The angel Azrael nodded, then turned and charged toward the battlefield.

On the battlefield, Metatron was fighting one against three. Facing Gabriel, Sariel, and Raguel at the same time, he still held the upper hand!

Yet in the next instant, he seemed to receive some hidden message. The flames within his golden eyes suddenly condensed.

He transformed into billions of figures and swept his spear across the three archangels. Countless clones descended like a torrential rain.

Rumble—!

A thunderous explosion shook heaven and earth.

Gabriel barely managed to block the attack and wanted to pursue, only to discover that Metatron had already vanished without a trace.

The current Metatron had already advanced to the level of a Quasi-Return Origin God. The subtlety of his divine arts had long since surpassed her imagination.

By the time Midaron and the others descended, Metatron had already disappeared completely.

"Someone warned him in advance!"

Raziel, the Angel of Wisdom, flew into a rage.

At this moment, he could almost be certain that the mastermind behind the scenes was a certain supreme god within the multiverse.

Olympus?

The Netherworld?

The Heaven Realm?

Or perhaps some ancient existence hidden from the world?

"We must find him!"

Raziel’s eyes were filled with gloom.

The angels scattered in all directions, pursuing his traces.

The Netherworld, the Dragon Race, Olympus, and the other forces also quietly withdrew, unwilling to clash directly with Heaven at this moment.

Yet they were equally curious.

Just who had laid such a far-reaching scheme, allowing Metatron to step into the realm of a Quasi-Return Origin God and repeatedly deal heavy blows to Heaven?

Many even secretly suspected Olympus...

After all, the conflict of interests between Heaven and Olympus ran extremely deep.

"This Metatron... in the end, he remains stubborn and unrepentant..."

Within Heaven, Michael slowly sighed.

The multiverse returned to silence.

But all the supreme powerhouses faintly sensed that the circulation of the universe’s profundities had undergone a subtle and irreversible change.

Perhaps even the most ancient Return Origin Gods had already detected the undercurrents lurking beneath the surface.

...

Three years passed in the blink of an eye.

Yet across the multiverse’s cosmic seas, boundless starry skies, and countless regions, tears continued to rip open.

One star-domain rift after another expanded, and chaotic storms swept across the Star Sea in waves spanning countless trillions upon trillions of meters.

The powerhouses of the multiverse all turned their attention toward them, their expressions grave.

The angels of Heaven who had been hunting Metatron also shifted their gazes toward those endless rifts.

"You have finally come."

Above the starry sky, within holy radiance, a figure shrouded in light quietly looked down upon everything.

Beside her, Metatron stood with the divine spear of sacred flame in hand, his golden eyes shining like stars.

...

Boom—!

At a certain moment, a pair of enormous hands, vast as the Star Sea itself, violently tore open one of the rifts.

A war god stepped out from within.

With a single step, he crossed the Fate River of the multiverse. His battle body, spanning countless trillions of meters, suppressed the starry dome as he strode toward Heaven.

Another rift burned with endless fire origin.

A blazing sun divine bird bathed in flames of absolute extremity emerged from within.

Its wings shook, covering the supreme radiance of the cosmic Star Sea as it also sped toward Heaven.

Roar, roar, roar—!

A roar shattered the chaos.

An enormous, boundless dragon body crushed across the Star Sea, heading straight for the True Sea of the multiverse.

At the same time, a figure overflowing with boundless killing intent charged directly toward the Netherworld.

Another figure shot straight toward the God Mountain of Olympus.

"Who dares come to my Dragon Race’s territory and wreak havoc?"

The Black Dragon King roared furiously. Endless seawater surged into the sky, transforming into a vortex that blotted out the heavens.

Dragon roars echoed, and sound waves tore apart endless space as they swept toward the massive dragon shadow.

Roar, roar, roar—!

The dragon shadow roared, and its dragon breath shattered the sound waves in a single strike.

Bang!

Boom—!

The instant the two collided, the vast and boundless True Sea trembled violently.

Countless giant dragons soared into the sky, their draconic might surging like a tide.

"I am Kairos, Dragon Emperor of the Crossbridge Divine Court. I have come as His Majesty’s Sacred Envoy!"

"The True Sea Dragon Race must submit. Otherwise, you will be killed without mercy!"

That dragon shadow was none other than Dragon Emperor Kairos!

And the killing god who had charged toward the Netherworld was Suggwoth!

The figure heading toward Olympus was the Crusader Goddess Veynars.

As for the Titan war god and blazing sun divine bird heading toward Heaven, they were Cursefont Star God and Eternal Apollo Sunblaze.

Three years ago, Aurek had relied on the secret of the Divine Sanctuary and a massive number of Emperor Points to break through in one stroke and become a Return Origin God. He killed Uriel, the Angel of Light, and shrouded the entire Endless Star Sea in mist.

During this period, Eternal Apollo Sunblaze, Cursefont Star God, and the others had received Aurek’s full cultivation. Their strength surged explosively, and they advanced to become Initial Origin Gods!

In addition, the Godtouched legions had already reached nearly seventy trillion in number, while the Divine Revelant legions numbered in the hundreds of billions.

"A lowly bloodline from a mere inferior universe dares stir up trouble in the True Sea Dragon Race? You are courting death!"

The Black Dragon King’s gaze was as cold as frost.

Although the Dragon Race no longer possessed the glory of ancient times, it was still not something any random trash could trample upon.

He could sense that the Dragon Emperor’s aura had only just entered the God Authority realm. At most, he had reached the transcendent level of an Initial Origin God. He had not even touched the threshold of a Quasi-Return Origin God.

The Black Dragon King’s disdain was written plainly across his face. The origin-grade battle sword in his hand hummed as it left its sheath.

Yet just as he was about to swing his sword, from the rift behind Dragon Emperor Kairos, hundreds of thousands of legions poured out like a black tide. Monstrous killing intent swept toward the True Sea.

The Black Dragon King’s pupils constricted, and his expression darkened.

"True Sea Dragon Race, heed my command! Form ranks and face the enemy!"

His voice thundered. The waters of the True Sea surged backward with a roar, rushing toward the heavens.

One giant dragon after another soared into the sky, their dragon roars shaking the firmament.

...

"This is the sacred land of Olympus. Intruder, halt!"

Heracles held his great olive-wood club and stood across the sky, blocking the path of the Crusader Goddess.

Helios, Aeolus, and the other gods all rose into the air one after another, while heroic warriors stood ready in strict formation.

Behind the Crusader Goddess, hundreds of thousands of Godtouched void warlocks and Doomsday Warriors silently formed ranks, killing intent surging in the dark.

Veynars said nothing.

Her face was shrouded by supreme laws, blurry and indistinct.

Only her eyes were incomparably cold, as though they could devour all light.

...

Boom—!

When Eternal Apollo Sunblaze and Cursefont Star God flew over the sky of Heaven, a sacred staff tore through the air and struck down violently in front of the two war gods.

The four Guardian Angels descended.

Golden guardian radiance spread into an enormous barrier, blocking their path.

The four Guardian Angels’ holy might was as oppressive as a prison.

"Crossbridge Divine Court?"

Jeremiel, the Angel of Hope, coldly swept his gaze over the two of them, a trace of mockery curling at the corner of his mouth.

The angels returned one after another.

At the peak of Mount Zion, many angels, archangels, and holy angels wore solemn expressions as they looked toward the sky.

"By the command of His Majesty of the Crossbridge Divine Court, Heaven shall be destroyed!"

Eternal Apollo Sunblaze’s voice carried not the slightest emotion.

"Destroy my Heaven?"

The moment these words were spoken, countless supreme gods watching from across the multiverse were stunned.

Was this a declaration of war against Heaven?

No.

This was clearly a declaration of war against the entire multiverse!

Olympus, the Dragon Race, the Netherworld, Heaven...

Powerful enemies had descended upon all of them.

"Just which supreme god is backing this Crossbridge Divine Court?"

"They actually dare declare war on every top-tier force at the same time!"

Within the Netherworld, Hades, Lord of the Netherworld, frowned deeply.

Setting aside the profound foundation of Olympus, even the Dragon Race was no small player.

Not to mention, even the Netherworld had been targeted!

"Nine Sovereigns of the Netherworld, Netherworld guards, heed my command! Lead a million undead and face the enemy!"

At Hades’s order, the Netherworld trembled.

Endless wraith surged out from the Gate of the Netherworld like a tide, and deathly energy blanketed the multiverse.

Above the Netherworld Blood Sea, blood waves towered into the sky, and endless energy surged violently.

Styx emerged from the blood sea and stood atop the tip of a wave, her gaze filled with excitement.

Endless legions of demon stars appeared one after another.

"The multiverse is about to descend into chaos—this is the opportunity we have been waiting for!"

Styx’s eyes burned with heat as she turned to look toward the Netherworld temple at the edge of the blood sea.

There, holy light shone brightly, and waves of fallen sound spread outward, touching the blood sea and making the killing intent in her eyes grow even stronger.

As long as Heaven was held back, she would strike at the first opportunity and tear that Watcher of the Netherworld into countless pieces.

At this moment, she watched coldly from the side, waiting for her chance.

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