Summoning Millions of Gods Daily, My Strength Equals Theirs Combined - Chapter 683 -683-The Truth of the Tree of Life
Chapter 683: Chapter683-The Truth of the Tree of Life
How unbelievable this was!
They simply could not imagine that the rebellious angel of the past could have grown to such a powerful level.
Metatron stood within the Starry Chaos of the multiverse, his golden wings snapping and billowing violently in the storm.
He took a deep breath, feeling that long-lost aura.
Boom—!
Achir and Shahrat arrived together. As they gazed at that unruly, untamed figure, countless emotions instantly surged into their hearts.
“Achir! Shahrat!”
Metatron looked back at them.
Achir and Shahrat grinned.
“Stand back. Let me deal with these two hypocrites first.”
Before his words had even faded, Metatron’s battle robe fluttered wildly.
The wings behind him suddenly burst open in all directions. In the next instant, countless holy shadows appeared at once.
“Die!”
With a fierce shout, Metatron charged toward the two archangels with the divine spear of sacred flame in hand and smashed it down.
His countless clones also gripped divine spears and charged forward together.
“Metatron! It seems sparing your life back then was the greatest mistake the King ever made!”
Sariel activated the soul phantom above him. Endless sacred killing power surged forth, smashing toward Metatron as though the entire Star Sea had been condensed into a single strike. The impact shook heaven and earth.
However, the multiverse was different from the Endless Star Sea.
It was constructed from endless origin profundities. The profundities here surpassed all rules and order, making this place unimaginably solid.
Metatron had indeed already advanced to the Quasi-Return Origin realm.
Within the Endless Star Sea, its order could not bear his physique. Even if he remained still, he would suppress everything around him, which was why he could only lie dormant within the Dark Abyss.
But the multiverse was different. It could even bear supreme gods such as Return Origin Gods and Eternal Ultimate Gods, so it was more than capable of withstanding a battle at this level.
The two forces of slaughter collided with a thunderous crash, and the aftershocks echoed through the endless void.
Metatron pierced through layer after layer of starlight and smashed his spear into Sariel, dimming the divine sacred flower beneath his feet.
Sariel’s holy body was blown apart on the spot.
Raguel fared even worse. With a single sweep of the spear, his head exploded, and sacred blood splattered everywhere.
The two archangels hurriedly reconstructed their holy bodies, but Metatron showed no mercy, crushing and killing them with overwhelming force.
“Brother! I never expected him to become this powerful…”
“This should be the strength of a Quasi-Return Origin God, right? What kind of opportunity did he obtain?”
Achir watched with his blood boiling.
“Metatron—!”
Just then, a familiar shout echoed through the void.
An oak branch, like an unparalleled divine weapon, came crashing toward Metatron while wrapped in supreme sacred power.
Within that sacred power lay the terrifying might of origin profundities. It was none other than Gabriel, one of the four great Seraphim!
At the same time, the oak branch hidden within the Endless Star Sea also crossed space and flew back, reconnecting with the oak branch in Gabriel’s hand.
That branch, which had followed the supreme existence into the Endless Star Sea, had been one of Gabriel’s pieces all along.
Through it, she had secretly planted eyes and ears deep within the Star Sea.
She knew very well that Sariel and Raguel were no match for Metatron, so she personally joined the battlefield.
Now, with the blessing of endless sacred wishes, Gabriel’s strength had likewise drawn infinitely close to that of a Return Origin God.
The moment she made her move, the situation changed abruptly!
Yet even when facing this veteran Quasi-Return Origin God, Metatron did not retreat at all. Instead, the more he fought, the more frenzied he became. The longer he battled, the more terrifying he grew!
He shattered that endless primordial chaos until it was torn apart, causing heaven and earth to change color.
From the most distant edges of that chaotic starry sky to its deepest core, every star suspended within it trembled violently beneath each swing of his spear.
It was as if the entire starry sky were shuddering beneath his wrath.
The battle fell into a stalemate, like two world-destroying torrents colliding in the void, neither able to overwhelm the other.
Even time and space twisted and warped beneath that power.
Metatron’s terrifying combat strength made even ancient existences such as Michael, who stood high above within Mount Zion, and Uriel, who perceived all things, furrow their brows deeply.
The Netherworld was not spared either. The aftershocks of the battle spread toward that realm of the dead like a surging tide.
The nine Nether Kings opened their eyes from within the abyss, each looking toward the end of the multiverse.
Armies of Netherworld guards descended on both sides of the Gate of the Netherworld, silently watching that world-shaking battle.
Deep within the Netherworld, the dead roared endlessly. The power of reincarnation surged and churned like a vortex, and countless wraith poured out from the darkness, as though even they had been disturbed by that battle which shook heaven and earth.
“Metatron, is it?”
“Mount Zion has truly lifted a boulder only to drop it on its own foot.”
The Lord of the Netherworld stood atop the Nether Capital, the corner of his mouth curling into a meaningful arc.
…
“I truly never expected Metatron to have already become this powerful… a Quasi-Return Origin God!”
“Which supreme god is laying this scheme from behind the scenes?”
Within the Dragon Domain, the Black Dragon King stood upon the Endless Sea. Behind him, hundreds of millions of giant dragons solemnly watched this heaven-shaking battle.
All powerful beings were speculating.
Not only because of Metatron’s sudden leap in strength, but also because they could not understand why he had turned his blade against Mount Zion.
Then who was that Heavenly War God Metatron within the sacred mountain?
…
At the peak of Olympus, the gods were shocked.
“A Quasi-Return Origin God?”
Heracles held an olive-wood great club and stood above the clouds, his expression cold and stern as iron.
His mind power locked onto the depths of chaos like a tide, his brows furrowed tightly.
Metatron, who had once fought him to a standstill, had now actually stepped into the realm of a Quasi-Return Origin God.
The gods were all watching. Even those ancient existences who had long kept themselves hidden extended their mind power into the Fate River, attempting to deduce the source of this upheaval.
…
Tree of Life Manor.
“Ancestor! Metatron was hiding inside that medium-sized universe.”
“And the ruler of that universe, Aurek, is even more unfathomable. In such a short period of time, he was able to pull out countless Godtouched legions from nowhere. Heaven has already had large numbers of angels slain by him.”
Banami bowed and reported.
Before the Tree of Life, the Lord of the Sacred Tree remained silent. He quietly deduced the Fate River, attempting to find traces of the one who had laid this scheme.
Beside him, sacred radiance slowly flowed around the Tree of Life.
The “roots” that had previously invaded the region of the Truth Universe were precisely the roots of the Tree of Life!
And the growth of the Life Fruits required the harvesting of the life essence of countless living beings. Only then could those unimaginable fruits be condensed—fruits capable of allowing a mortal to instantly leap into the supreme Sage rank!
The power contained within them was self-evident.
The source of this power had been the unspoken secret of the Tree of Life Manor since ancient times.
Although many supreme gods of the multiverse knew a little about it, they all shared an unspoken understanding.
The Tree of Life was like a harvester, plundering endless living beings. In return, the Lord of the Sacred Tree would gift a portion of the fruits to them, allowing them to share the benefits.
It was precisely because of this that everyone tacitly chose silence.
But now, someone had actually schemed against the Tree of Life Manor as well.
The Lord of the Sacred Tree, who had always been known for his caution, naturally would not lower his guard.
However, no matter how many times he deduced, he still could not glimpse the truth.
“…”
The Lord of the Sacred Tree frowned deeply. An ominous premonition continued to linger in his heart.
…
