[{"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-74":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},349365,609,"Chapter 74 -74-The Destructive Power That Rips Apart Space","summoning-millions-of-gods-daily-my-strength-equ-chapter-74",74,"\u003Cp>No one could have predicted it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That the Hyrule War Academy—an institution respected for centuries—would hide such terrifying reserves of strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master Rank!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A realm of power countless strong cultivators yearned for but few could ever hope to touch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The revelation shook everyone. For a brief moment, even the raging purple thunderbolts in the sky dimmed, as though acknowledging the might that had just appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But destruction was not a force that tolerated challenge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a law unto itself—unyielding, merciless, absolute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And as though provoked by the headmaster’s display, the black storm clouds above grew restless once again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bolts of violet lightning crackled in agitation, rolling within the massive clouds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They gathered, condensed, and swelled in power, preparing to descend upon the world below.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The will of destruction demanded to be obeyed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, the remaining nine Doomsday Warriors moved in unison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the destructive storm overhead, they seemed to grow stronger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air fed their bodies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The will of annihilation itself infused them, magnifying their strength, sharpening their edge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone watching could feel it—the storm was preparing to strike again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A second thunderbolt was forming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one knew when it would fall, but all held their breath, dreading the instant of impact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>High above, Headmaster Everett Rhys stood firm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His expression was grave, his eyes fixed on the heavens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of all the people present, no one understood the nature of this violet lightning better than he did.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first bolt had been resisted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had managed to meet it head-on and survived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had not left him gravely wounded, but it had shown him the truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The destructive force within the thunder was beyond imagining.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the second bolt was stronger than the first—and he suspected it would be—then even he might suffer a serious injury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet Rhys felt no fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had concealed his true strength for years, waiting for this very moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dignity of the academy had been trampled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The emperor had raised his hand against them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now the Hyrule War Academy would prove that it bowed to no one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the face of the academy’s will, emperor or commoner—what difference was there?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To them, all outsiders were nothing but livestock, raised and discarded at will.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then it came.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The second thunderbolt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A blinding flash of violet split the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The destructive aura that followed was overwhelming, crushing the senses of everyone who beheld it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bolt fell like a divine hammer, tearing through the academy grounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A vast swath of buildings was obliterated in an instant, their stone and timber reduced to ash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Commander Gaia, though he stood at the edge of the battlefield, was caught in the blast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was hurled bodily through the air, coughing blood, his armor scorched and smoking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The weaker imperial soldiers fared worse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They screamed as the shockwave struck them, blood gushing from their mouths. Some collapsed where they stood, unable to rise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the academy’s students—most of them mere strategists and scholars, not hardened warriors—were devastated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many were badly injured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some were flung aside like rag dolls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Others were buried alive as debris and chunks of earth, hurled up by the strike, came crashing back down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The professors, far stronger than the students, tried to shield themselves. But even among them, three were struck directly by the thunderbolt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had no chance to cry out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No time to leave a final word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, their bodies were turned to ash, consumed by violet fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Everett Rhys dared not meet this strike without caution.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was a man of vast resources, a master whose position meant treasures flowed to him without asking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Scrolls, grimoires, ancient Awakener Tools—he had them all in abundance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such was the power of the academy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such was his foundation, the root of his confidence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He drew out one such scroll now, raising it high, ready to unleash its power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before he could, the thunder’s aura touched it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scroll disintegrated instantly, reduced to drifting gray ash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everett’s eyes flickered with surprise, but his expression remained calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without pause, he produced another artifact—an ancient notebook bound in cracked leather, pages filled with forgotten runes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Channeling its strength, and pouring his life force into his defense, he managed to deflect a portion of the thunder’s force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was not enough to stop it entirely, but it was enough to create an opening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everett seized the chance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He drew forth a rare teleportation scroll, his fingers crackling with light as he activated it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Space itself began to ripple, a doorway of escape forming before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But destruction would not permit retreat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The violet thunder rolled again, striking with merciless speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The half-formed teleportation gate ripped apart, shredded like paper in a storm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The remnants of the bolt struck Everett square in the chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ancient notebook flared desperately, absorbing some of the impact, but the force was too much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood spilled from Everett’s lips. His robes were charred, his body battered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And still the thunder pressed downward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the very center of the academy, a colossal crater yawned open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ground collapsed inward, earth and stone sinking deep as if devoured by some invisible maw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sight left all the hidden observers stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gasps of disbelief spread through the ranks of spies and agents scattered throughout the city.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What... what kind of power is this?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How can it be so destructive?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the second thunderbolt had done this, what of the third?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The clouds above were still boiling, still swelling with force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone could see it—the third thunderbolt was already gathering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it fell, would the entire academy be wiped from the face of the earth?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had Emperor Aurek’s power truly reached such terrifying heights?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a dimly lit chamber of the Black Pearl Hotel, Bruno slumped to the ground in despair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He remembered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There had been a chance—an opportunity to side with Aurek, to grasp the future with both hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he had hesitated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had chosen wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now that chance was gone forever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching the sky burn with violet thunder, his heart filled with regret.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Aurek...\" he whispered hoarsely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How far have you grown? To even suppress a quasi-Master like Rhys... is there no limit to your strength?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The answer was written in the headmaster’s wounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Everett Rhys still lived, the truth was obvious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The destructive thunder had left him grievously injured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His defenses were failing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even a fool could see the power at work here was beyond ordinary reckoning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The watching factions finally began to grasp the depth of their predicament.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On that earlier, bloody night when Aurek’s assassins had struck, this power had not been used.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back then, the killings had been subtle, shadowy—murder without form, without warning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A hand unseen in the dark.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, by contrast, this was overwhelming force made manifest—destruction incarnate, crashing down from the heavens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The difference was absolute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The style, the element, the nature—it was not the same force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which meant... the ten black-armored soldiers had not even been present that night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aurek commanded two entirely different forces of terror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The realization struck every faction leader like a hammer blow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though they sat in separate chambers, far from one another, each of them reacted the same way—sucking in a sharp breath of cold air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The implications were too vast, too horrifying to put into words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young emperor they had dismissed as reckless and arrogant... had already far surpassed their imagination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the grand cathedral, the white-robed Bishop Ramos trembled with unease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His face was ashen, his lips tight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Never—not once—had he imagined Aurek could command such destructive might.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even from this distance, far from the battlefield, he felt the oppressive aura surging over the city.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The very air tasted of ash and thunder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the thought that chilled him most was this:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On that bloody night, Aurek had not used this power at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which meant he had held it back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which meant he had more cards still hidden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Such a force...\" Ramos whispered to himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wrapped in the blessing of the Lord of Destruction itself. The most terrible of all powers.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He clenched his fists, knuckles white.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whatever the cost, whatever the price of such a contract—Aurek had seized it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And that fact alone made Ramos shiver.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because if Aurek had more to show, then none of them—not the church, not the nobles, not even rival nations—were truly prepared for what was to come.\u003C\u002Fp>",1406,"2026-05-30T04:13:42.444Z","2026-06-01T04:30:17.337Z",1,"novelbin.me","26c66acdc883170630400b36be1408232feff2488be1e437ac645b833a8d84f5","summoning-millions-of-gods-daily-my-strength-equ-chapter-75","summoning-millions-of-gods-daily-my-strength-equ-chapter-73",690,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsummoning-millions-of-gods-daily-my-strength-equ-cover.jpg"]