Stargate after Stargate opened inside the God of Goodness's Divine Kingdom, and Hundred-Armed Giants emerged from them one after another.
As the ultimate weapons of war created by the Primordial Chaos Gods, the Hundred-Armed Giants' greatest strength was neither their might nor their god-slaying weapons. It was their innate Summoning ability.
Every Hundred-Armed Giant could summon another of its kind. That giant could then use the same ability to summon yet another.
One summoned another, which summoned another, until the entire race had been called forth. What began as a duel became a mob attack.
It was this tactic that had earned the Hundred-Armed Giants a place among the Elder Evils that every creature in the Multiverse knew better than to provoke.
Dazzling light poured down from the seven-tiered Pyramidal Temple, trying to suppress these Hundred-Armed Giants, but it was gradually losing the struggle against them.
The Giants seized the web of light with their arms and tore through its mingled Radiance and Divine Power. They pressed their heads against the Pyramidal Temple and slowly lifted it.
The Divine Kingdom was powerful, but its power had limits. Suppressing one Hundred-Armed Giant was easy. Suppressing two was still fairly manageable. But three? Five?
And there were not three or five Hundred-Armed Giants here. There were thirty or fifty.
When dozens of Hundred-Armed Giants exerted their strength together, they shattered the suppressive force that permeated the God of Goodness's Divine Kingdom. The Petitioners surrounding the Giants, reciting doctrine, had their spiritual bodies torn apart by the backlash. Their scriptures fell to the ground.
"This is trouble!"
The God of Goodness muttered.
He surveyed his Divine Kingdom and waved the hand holding his book.
Crack!
Before the countless Petitioners in the Divine Kingdom could even react, they all disintegrated, becoming pure power that