[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-summoning-millions-of-gods-daily-my-strength-equ":3,"chapter-summoning-millions-of-gods-daily-my-strength-equ-summoning-millions-of-gods-daily-my-strength-equ-chapter-298":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Summoning Millions of Gods Daily, My Strength Equals Theirs Combined",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},349289,609,"Chapter 298 -298-Hell-Difficulty Dungeon","summoning-millions-of-gods-daily-my-strength-equ-chapter-298",298,"\u003Cp>The last surviving quasi–Divine Cleric glanced back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fading specks of soul-light from his fallen companion tightened around his throat like a noose of terror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he did not stop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His companion’s sacrifice had won him the chance to reach their target!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Peak of the Firmament\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>High atop the ancient observatory, Cecilke, the cult leader, stood motionless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His cold gaze pierced across impossible distance toward the direction of the Oblivion Wastes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had expected there to be a guardian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he had not expected a guardian at the Divine Cleric rank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Elder Zoltin, take the Sky Shadows unit and go immediately. Assist our guardian in securing the divine sword. We need its power.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had to obtain that key—before that imperial god-slayer intervened and overturned the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oblivion Wastes – Battlefield\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Chiusen! By opposing the cult, you oppose Order itself! You will suffer divine punishment!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clint roared under the relentless hurricane of Chiusen’s sword strikes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The glow of his sacred sigils was no longer as radiant as it had been.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If ’order’ means reigniting an ancient catastrophe,\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chiusen replied, his voice steady as a titanic blade tore open the clouds,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"then let my sword define a new order.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A soul-freezing pressure descended at the battlefield’s edge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Space twisted silently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From within the vortex stepped Suggwoth, clad in dark-crimson rune-inscribed armor, holding a greatsword forged as if from coagulated blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was like the abyss itself opening its eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clint’s mind power sensed him—his expression shattered into horror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Crossbridge Empire’s God of Slaughter... how is he already here?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It seems,\" Chiusen said, withdrawing his sword with complicated emotion,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"your plan was doomed from the start.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had once seen this monster reap Divine Clerics in the Godfall Canyon as if harvesting crops.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Coincidentally, Clint had witnessed that massacre too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which was why he reacted so violently—a single Suggwoth changed this mission’s difficulty to hell-tier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without another word—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suggwoth moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Space compressed beneath his feet as he stepped directly into the eye of the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Chiusen! The cult will judge you for what you have done!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clint’s roar blended fury with raw fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the next moment—discarding all dignity—he transformed into a streak of light and fled skyward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His terror of Suggwoth overwhelmed all battle intent and pride.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Chiusen was stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But thinking from Clint’s perspective...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who wouldn’t fear such a demon?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Divine Clerics of the shadow clan—monsters who had ravaged the continent for years—were slain single-handedly by this man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among them were several pure-blood Demon Race elites—each a high-grade Divine Cleric.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They died all the same.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if Chiusen himself had to face such a being, he too would choose to flee unless forced to fight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fear is the instinct to survive.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suggwoth murmured, voice cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze locked onto Clint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A scarlet glow from the Legion Domain spread forward—like a swamp of blood—slowing Clint’s escape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slayer buzzed with hunger in his hands, then unleashed a dark-crimson blade that tore across the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Heaven’s Guidance!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clint burned fragments of his divinity to activate the cult’s secret technique.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A radiant bridge of light formed under his feet, accelerating his escape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Suggwoth shadowed him perfectly—space itself folding around him like paper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The space ahead of Clint ruptured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elder Zoltin and the cult’s reinforcements stepped out from the void.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leading them was the newly awakened Camilo, one of the cult’s Judicators.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The massive divine sword in his grip pulsed with ominous light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Camilo roared and swung.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He did not strike Suggwoth directly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, he cleaved a trench of burning holy fire through the void, creating a blazing chasm to block pursuit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suggwoth’s eyes did not flicker.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slayer descended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dark-red edge collided with golden holy fire, both forces annihilating each other in violent distortion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He simply walked through the collapsing law fracture forcefully, as if the barrier did not exist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do NOT engage him! Retreat immediately!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clint shouted, voice breaking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cult’s reinforcements had not witnessed the horrors he had.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If not for Clint stopping them, they might already have attempted a suicidal attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Suggwoth gave them no chance to flee.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Legion Domain expanded fully, swallowing everyone—including the two Divine Clerics.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a realm forged from pure killing intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air reeked of blood and rust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Countless phantom warriors formed from slaughter-energy marched within the domain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chiusen immediately withdrew—he had no intention of stepping into that death field.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who knew whether that domain could distinguish friend from foe?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He would not risk being collateral damage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned and sprinted toward the depths of the Oblivion Wastes to eliminate the final threat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the domain, Suggwoth was the sole master.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every swing of his blade drew on the domain’s force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Quasi–Divine Clerics fell like grass before a scythe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clint and Camilo felt their connection to external energy weakening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their sacred sigils shuddered, movements slowing—they could only endure within this crimson hell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Simultaneously\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment Clint’s distress signal was received, three more Divine Clerics surged from the cult’s depths, racing toward the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the instant they left the cult’s central headquarters—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Crossbridge Empire struck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Led by a Milott elder, the Titan Legion—one hundred thousand God Fire–rank titans—charged like a waiting predator.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their synchronized steps made the earth tremble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Ring of the Firmament headquarters, now stripped of its elite defenders, was overrun in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Five Divine Clerics fighting together could overwhelm mountains and shatter nations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Suggwoth—within the Legion Domain—had reached the absolute peak of his combat power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes held only cold calculation... and the efficiency of slaughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These five Divine Cores would serve as stepping stones for him to ascend even higher.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The battle raged for an entire day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the last of the cult’s Divine Clerics fell beneath Slayer, their divine cores were sealed and collected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the border between the Peak of the Firmament and the Oblivion Wastes, the sky itself seemed permanently dyed dark-red with blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several distant Milott elders silently watched the fading death-domain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"His Majesty Aurek’s alliance with Natasha... perhaps this is the greatest mercy fate has ever granted the Milott Family.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One elder whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All the others agreed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suggwoth felt the power swelling within his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze turned once more toward the depths of the Oblivion Wastes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He took a single step—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—and vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A moment later, he reappeared in a valley wrapped in chains inscribed with divine runes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This land reeked of death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sky was a canopy of gloom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ground sprawled with ruins so ancient they should have long turned to dust—yet some mysterious force preserved them across hundreds of thousands of years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chiusen was already there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At his feet lay the lifeless corpse of the quasi–Divine Cleric who had reached the seal first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two men stood in silence, looking toward the center of the valley.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A long sword radiating unfathomable murderous intent was bound tightly by countless glowing chains of sacred sigils.\u003C\u002Fp>",1155,"2026-05-30T04:13:42.445Z","2026-06-01T04:30:17.337Z",1,"novelbin.me","744cfc5a3ca433647162edf8f6297f2f6c205c71dfc3f23af8fa5d804ab5ccda","summoning-millions-of-gods-daily-my-strength-equ-chapter-299","summoning-millions-of-gods-daily-my-strength-equ-chapter-297",690,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsummoning-millions-of-gods-daily-my-strength-equ-cover.jpg"]