Awakening：The Infinite Evolution of My Talent as a Low-Level Awakener

Will of Hell manipulated the body of the Archduke of Blood, cheerfully sharing, "You are all quite right."

"The Blood of Contamination doesn't work on me."

"Rather, those bizarre maggots can actually gnaw at me, an existence that is neither spiritual nor material."

"They scared me quite a bit; even though I could have easily wiped them out, fortunately, when those two corpses from the upper realms exploded, they took the maggots with them."

"Otherwise, my plans would have been ruined."

"But after hiding in the blood river for so long, I have finally confirmed that those maggots are truly gone."

"In the end, I am still the winner!"

"Hahaha!"

…

His words were somewhat peculiar.

He was clearly admitting defeat, yet it sounded as if he was boasting about some grand achievement.

Sterl and the gods were not surprised.

Will of Hell's intellect was on par with any intelligent race, yet his common sense and worldview seemed to be out of touch, resembling a clumsy imitation of others.

It appeared normal but was, in fact, chaotic.

Earlier, on the battlefield, Will of Hell had blindly trusted two divine-level demons as allies and was ambushed. At that time, he had chosen to retreat to avoid exposing his identity and abilities.

Not long ago, he could have let the dogs fight it out, but he completely failed to consider that this would force the five gods to unite against him.

To Will of Hell, that earlier speech was a sign of his calmness, a perfect maneuvering based on the situation to achieve his goals.

However, Sterl was taken aback, his mind stirred once again.

"The essence of Blood of Contamination is the Blood of the Holy Spirit being tainted, stemming from the twisted power of the upper realms."

"It's reasonable that Will of Hell is not affected due to its unique nature."

"But how can those maggots harm it? And those maggots are related to the Devourer of All Things—does that mean the essence of the Devourer of All Things is stronger than that of Blood of Contamination, a being from the upper realms??"

He pondered, primarily because he had time to spare and wanted to analyze more information—who knows when it might be useful in the future?

But then, Sterl's expression changed; if it was extremely difficult to kill Will of Hell itself, how would he resolve it??

At this moment…

Will of Hell was like a child showing off a toy, allowing the five gods to stall for time to satisfy their desire to vent.

He wasn't foolish; after all, the array of seizing heaven and creating fate was still extracting Divine Power, so stalling didn't hurt him.

What Will of Hell couldn't understand was that the five divine-level beings had completely lost their footing. Now, with this moment of conversation, the gods had enough time to regroup, even if their Divine Power was further depleted; they could stabilize the situation better at this moment.

"Make your move!"

With just a subtle exchange of glances, the five divine-level entities acted while Will of Hell was still preparing for another round of boasting about how difficult it was for him, as an avatar of the world, to reach this point.

The blood-colored Divine Power, infused with life force, ignited.

At this moment, the five divine-level beings had nearly exhausted their trump cards, and they had no choice but to gamble everything.

Especially Licitris and Rog, who felt increasingly uneasy.

As gods, they had a premonition that Will of Hell would not simply kill himself to effortlessly invade the layer of hell.

Perhaps the gods of the three main worlds could die more easily.

Rog and Licitris were both in dire straits.

Not only were the gods preparing to launch an attack, but they were also communicating rapidly in the mental realm: "We'll take turns attacking and absorb the blood from the river valley."

"Will of Hell itself cannot be destroyed, but its body can be affected by the Blood of Contamination."

"That's right, Will of Hell has been protecting the blood in the river valley because its resurrection depends on this blood."

"We must drain the blood completely!"

"If we fail…"

The last part of their communication came to a halt as they all braced themselves for the possibility of being drained of Divine Power and facing annihilation!

In the final moment, they would self-destruct to forcibly contaminate the river valley!

This would render Will of Hell's ability to resurrect ineffective!

And the remaining beings would have a chance to take down Will of Hell's last life!

No matter how powerful Will of Hell was, without a physical body to act in the outside world, it was destined to die!

As for how they would survive after killing Will of Hell?

The five divine-level entities…

Deep down, they had already accepted their fate.

They had come to the river valley merely to prolong their lives; without a way to break Blood of Contamination, even without the Archduke of Blood, they would eventually turn on each other and die.

Now, all hope of luck was gone.

Sterl watched this scene, his eyes flickering; perhaps he could be a bit bolder. Since these beings were resigned to death, the greater the terror of impending doom, the more their divine nature would weaken, bringing them closer to being ordinary beasts.

"I can manipulate this!"

A gleam shone in Sterl's eyes.

At this moment…

The brilliance of Divine Power surged forth.

The five divine-level beings launched another assault, their nightmarish canvas unfolding, with laser energy nets, a barrage of missiles, the Smoke Dragon transformed by the Lord of Evil Spirits, and the divine scythe in Licitris's hand.

Once again, they manifested!

In an instant, the river valley teetered on the brink of destruction!

Having lost all hope for life, the five gods no longer fought with caution for the river valley's safety; they had cast aside their last shred of restraint. The power they unleashed after their careful orchestration was overwhelming, at least thirty percent stronger than before.

Even Sterl felt the pressure increase significantly.

Now, the gods resembled wounded beasts, displaying the most dangerous and terrifying scene imaginable.

However…

Just as the divine-level beings had previously ignored Mephistopheles's presence, they now cared little about whether their attacks would obliterate this insignificant ant.

Only Licitris quickly changed position.

He stood in front of Mephistopheles, ensuring that the shockwaves of the battle would be intercepted by him.

This scene went unnoticed by everyone.

Well…

In his cautious manner, Sterl still took note of it, furrowing his brow for no apparent reason.

But the next moment…

A roar that overshadowed his unconscious gesture echoed through the air.

"Here it comes!"

After revealing his identity, Will of Hell had completely shed his silent demeanor, now roaring with wild abandon, though his tone seemed completely at odds with the body of the Archduke of Blood, creating a rather bizarre effect.

In an instant, thunder rumbled, and the world changed color.

The power of the Origin of Chaos was ignited once more; Will of Hell, not being particularly sharp, was not about to make the same mistake again.

This time, the action of summoning lightning was incredibly swift; he propelled himself high into the air, forcefully merging with the thunder, and amidst the blinding light, the Thunder armor rapidly assembled around him.

The resurrected Archduke of Blood had completed a powerful move!

The five gods had no time to react.

What they also failed to notice was that Will of Hell, drawing from the blood river below, created an incredibly horrifying scene. He fabricated multiple body parts of the Archduke of Blood—hearts, skeletons, flesh…

Scattered about, they filled the sky.

In this bizarre spectacle, the complete body of the Archduke of Blood began to burn in the light of the lightning.

At this moment, Will of Hell occupied the sky.

He noticed that the five divine-level beings were attempting to contaminate the river valley, so he decided to use this resource all at once.

As the body of the Archduke of Blood burned, it transformed into Divine Power. Accompanied by the power extracted from the formation, Will of Hell repeatedly unleashed the ultimate output of the supreme Sky Thunder!

Lightning bolts rapidly appeared in the sky.

The Blood of Contamination within the Heavenly Curtain, initially passively adhering to the thunder, began to swirl and gather under the stimulation of this high-energy reaction.

Under the overwhelming might of the heavens, the other five divine-level beings were left dumbfounded.

This wasn't just a figure of speech; they were genuinely stunned.

Divine level represented a transformation in the tier of life, and their mental resilience had been significantly strengthened.

But now, facing the boundless Thunder, they finally lost their last shred of belief.

Trade lives?

Trade for what?!

Will of Hell wasn't pretending anymore; he was utterly invincible!

The upper limit of his power hadn't increased, yet he had nearly drained the blood river with a single output; the sheer magnitude of that output was terrifying. The strikes assembled by the five divine-level beings gradually began to shatter under the rolling Thunder.

They hadn't even officially begun to clash yet!

At that moment…

Sterl slowly closed his eyes as the divine authority symbolizing creation in his mental realm shone with a dazzling light.

It was as if an invisible brush appeared in his hand, gently painting.

Sterl thought for a moment and drew an extremely simple symbol: a small sphere surrounded by several elliptical trajectories, with another sphere orbiting among them.

This was a simple particle structure.

"What is it called??"

Sterl felt a buzzing in his head as some will from the outside world questioned him.

It was not the system sound of Transcendence/Swallowing Heaven.

Rather, it was a presence of much greater significance.

"Fission! Fission Law!"

Sterl provided his answer.

Ding!

A brilliant light descended from an unknown source.

"Warrior, congratulations on establishing your own power!"

In a daze, Sterl felt as if a mark resembling a radiant sphere was suddenly inscribed deep within his body and soul, including in his mental realm.

"What is this thing?"

He was taken aback, wanting to shake it off, but the mark vanished instantly, leaving him with a warm feeling all over.

"Wait… this is…"

Sterl realized that nothing seemed to have changed on him, yet something felt different.

That mark seemed to be a form of recognition for himself.

"My cheat…"

He suddenly discovered that the 5,000 units of Fortune required for the next evolution of his cheat had instantly reduced to only 3,000, and the requirement for soul transformation had changed to a soul level of Lv. 99.

Huh??

What on earth??

Sterl was left dumbfounded!
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He merely sensed that the cheat had signaled an unknown power, indicating that the requirements for the third to fifth upgrades had decreased.

Huh???

Sterl felt dizzy!