"Impossible, the second generation summoning god died in World War II."

The fifth Spacetime Apostle Orc Shandi frowned and said, "These are the remnants of the second generation of the God of Summoning, the Dream Stealers. They have survived until today and finally couldn't help but come out!"

Sandy's words made the god-level strong men present react instantly.

It’s no wonder that they have low psychological quality even though they are at god level.

It’s just that the second generation God of Summoning is too famous in the world of gods.

Both the Protoss and the gods were frightened by the second generation back then.

I'm really scared of being beaten.

Even though the second generation had been killed by the Supreme God of Time and Space for thousands of years, they would still panic the moment they saw the bloody six-pointed star flag.

"But...what is the origin of this woman?"

Sandy looked a little confused.

Judging from the methods currently used by the other party, its identity cannot be confirmed for the time being.

But the god-level aura is a little familiar.

It even caused a trace of resistance in his heart.

From a distance, the tall, silver-haired woman also saw the Apostle of Time and Space.

As if she had sensed the other party's doubts, the silver-haired woman planned to reveal her identity directly.

Swish~!

A huge throne appeared behind the silver-haired woman. Then, in front of the shocked gazes of Sandy and several middle-level god-level warriors behind her, the silver-haired woman sat down and crossed her legs!

"Summon the throne!"

A middle-level god recognized and called out the seat under the silver-haired woman, exclaiming: "This person is the third-generation summoning god, Philomena!"

“That’s right.”

Philomena, who had transformed from a twin-tailed lolita into a tall and curvy queen, placed her elbows on the armrest of the Summoning Throne, waved forward lightly, and said in a cold voice: "Reward you, become my subordinate!"

whoosh whoosh whoosh~!

Dark shadows emerged from the various statues on the summoning throne and rushed towards the apostles of time and space.

After a fierce fight, the two sides separated.

The Apostle of Time and Space and a dozen other god-level powerful beings have been surrounded by a group of summoned creatures such as angels, demons, and divine beasts.

“Damn it!”

A trace of fear appeared on the face of the god-level strong man beside Situ of Time and Space.

The first summoning god was besieged and killed by the gods.

The second generation God of Summoning was killed by the Supreme God of Time and Space.

Everyone says that the sealed third generation summoning god is the weakest summoning god.

But this weakest one ended the lives of almost ten god-level warriors!

Now facing the god hunters like Philomena and Granny June, they are definitely no match.

"Sandy, I think we should break out."

After a middle-level god finished speaking, he immediately ran towards the space portal.

But soon, Philomena's six-winged angel summoned instantly flashed to the opponent's escape route and started fighting with it.

"Everyone, stop watching the show. The aura of the Third Generation Summoning God is currently only that of a lower-level god. Let's go and help!"

Granny June, a five-star god hunter, immediately rushed over with her men to help Philomena.

The war between gods broke out instantly and swept towards the sky.

The time and space apostles and a dozen god-level warriors who had previously stood near the weak point in space to guard the portal have now become Philomina and others who are blocking the weak point in space to prevent the other side from breaking through.

Philomena looked at the portal not far away and squinted her eyes.

Snap~!

At the position above the summoning throne, after a sound of mechanical assembly, a gun hole was revealed.

Boom~!

The violent magic cannon hit the portal in a beam, instantly blasting it into pieces. The Protoss soldiers around it who were lucky were directly killed.

Those who were not dead were lying on the ground wailing with broken arms and legs.

The soldiers who walked out of the bronze portal, holding the blood-red six-pointed star flag, slowly quickened their pace of charge.

One of the ninth-rank generals drew his sword and shouted at the surrounding God Realm soldiers: "It's time to let the people of the God Realm see the power of the Dream Stealers. Kill!"

“Kill~~~!”

Once they came into contact, the Protoss soldiers felt the power of this group of soldiers who called themselves the Dream Stealing Legion.

Although the Protoss soldiers still have an advantage over the same level, the Dream Stealers' average strength is stronger, and their number has reached tens of thousands. They are still coming out in an endless stream, cooperating with the Roland Empire soldiers on the other side to attack the Protoss soldiers.

The latter had to face enemies on two fronts, and with the addition of the God of Summoning sitting on the throne next to him, he was in a state of panic.

"【Meteoric Devil Missile】!"

Philomena pointed casually, and dense white magic points instantly condensed in the space behind her.

When the magic power was condensed to the limit, a series of magic missiles flew towards the area with a high density of Protoss soldiers.

Boom~!

After the swarm of magic missiles fell into the center of the Protoss soldiers, hemispherical magic balls were instantly formed one after another on the battlefield.

A large number of soldiers from the divine world died tragically.

"It's really boring. Maybe An Nuo prefers this kind of battlefield."

Philomena stood up, looked at the battlefield in front of her and said, "The gods only sent such a few god-level warriors as cannon fodder to attack Angomelos?

Maybe the news leaked out, and the gods knew we were waiting.

Destiny, what do you think?

"Ahem... I think... ahem... the news leaked out... ahem... when we rescued the Five Occupation Gods and Monlisa some time ago... didn't we already... ahem... declare war on them?"

An old man who was so thin that only skin and bones were left, with only sparse white hair, appeared next to Philomena. He coughed countless times while speaking a single sentence, and even coughed up blood from the corner of his mouth.

Philomena showed a trace of worry on her face and asked, "Destiny, you won't be able to hold on, right?"

“I can…ahem, I can hold on!”

Destiny wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a silk cloth, raised his head and revealed a face like a corpse. Only his eyes were shining at this moment.

“The attack from the God Realm this time is still of a probing nature. After the Dream Stealer declared war on the God Realm, they don’t understand our strength for the time being, so they naturally don’t dare to send a large number of God-level warriors right away.

We must use this time to gather eight Pandoras as quickly as possible before the gods react!"

"Seven Pandoras have appeared in the world, but five of them are in the hands of the devil. But the most troublesome one is the eighth Pandora!"

When this matter was mentioned, there was some jealousy in Philomena's eyes.

“Now, no one in the world knows its location except the eighth Pandora Guardian designated by the Second Generation.

But more than a thousand years have passed, who knows whether the guardian is still alive or has met with misfortune!

Second generation... Second generation, he should have given me the last Pandora."

Destiny laughed and said, "If I gave it to you, wouldn't it have fallen into the hands of the gods now? Have you forgotten how you were sealed back then?"

"snort!"

When this matter was mentioned, a hint of anger appeared on Philomena's face.

After finding her destiny and with the help of the other party, Philomena has now fully recovered her memory.

Philomena now remembered everything that happened before she was sealed.

She was not sealed by the gods in the first place.

Faced with the siege of the gods, Philomena had no choice but to seal herself in order to preserve the summoning godhood!