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

No matter what trump cards the three gods had, once they hesitated over whether to fully resist Sterl's attack, losing their opportunity to strike, their fate was sealed!

They were doomed to be annihilated by the sword shadows!

No matter what life-saving abilities or tools they possessed, they could not use them.

Because—

One Sword Opens the Sky!

This effect was powerful enough to break through all methods at the same level.

This highlights just how outrageous the capabilities were!

Normally speaking, even if someone successfully researched the Shattered Void Platinum Skill and aimed to upgrade this technique to Iridescent-Level capability in the future, it would be impossible to enhance the domineering characteristics of Shattered Void from the Platinum Skill to Iridescent-Level on a one-to-one basis.

The Sky-Splitting Sword Technique at the Platinum Skill level and the Sky-Splitting Sword Technique at the Iridescent-Level were simply not comparable in magnitude.

Thus…

Screams echoed from within the sword shadows! The gods were utterly obliterated.

Sterl was somewhat astonished himself; he never expected to have such overwhelming combat power against a god with weak Divine Power.

It was as if…

He could slay them the moment they showed their heads!

It could only be said that his harrowing experiences of being hunted like a dog on another continent had made him underestimate his own combat abilities.

"Don't get too proud," he reminded himself. "If these three gods hadn't been so focused on Gloria, I might've had to engage in a couple of exchanges."

Sterl kept himself in check, but he couldn't help feeling a bit pleased about so easily slaying the three gods.

He couldn't handle ancient powerhouses with high divine authority, nor could the Frost Giant formed by code power, but he could certainly deal with them.

He quickly calmed his emotions, standing with a faint smile in front of Gloria. Although his thoughts were complex, the assistance of time acceleration allowed him to complete everything in an instant.

However…

The other entities present were in a state of confusion.

The three gods who had been obliterated didn't need much elaboration; their thoughts were still lingering on whether to attack or not. They died without ever understanding how it happened.

The worst-case scenario they had envisioned was merely suffering some minor losses against the organization behind Gloria before escaping. Even if they faced retaliation, it would be later on.

Who would have thought they would be wiped out instantly?

Their consciousness faded into nothingness.

Rosalie stood frozen for several seconds, glancing at the sky, the ground, and ahead—

All of it was the spatial rifts caused by the slow dissipating of Shattered Void.

The scene was utterly astonishing!

The air rippled like water, gradually settling into a calm lake surface.

Due to the spontaneous filling of the ruptured space, this state lasted for several tens of seconds before the trend finally stopped.

And this was enough for Rosalie to understand what had happened…

She was saved!

Her master had made a move!

In an instant, the gods were obliterated!

All of this felt too surreal, making Rosalie feel as if she were dreaming.

"Master… have we all died, and is this heaven, where I see the illusions I wish to see?"

"Ouch!"

Rosalie let out a cry of pain as Sterl gave her a mental jolt; the sharp pain made the young demigod realize that this was indeed reality…

However, she fell into an even greater state of confusion…

This wasn't right, was it?

Her master had previously annihilated her when he was just a relatively strong demigod, employing special methods that could barely threaten the quasi-divine enhanced version of the Heavenly Curtain Mechanism.

At that time, the Heavenly Curtain Mechanism had left her master in quite a predicament. Now he had directly ascended to godhood?

Rosalie found herself in a similar state of confusion as Gloria. The ritual for ascending to godhood could take several years. Moreover, the longer the ritual lasted, the stronger the resulting god would be.

But even the most pathetic divine ascension ceremony would take no less than a year, right?

Did that mean her master, even after becoming a god, would be an unprecedentedly weak one?

Yet his performance didn't reflect that. The three gods he had effortlessly slain were no pushovers—

In Sterl's case, the three divine-level beings he had killed had weak combat awareness and slow reactions.

However, to Rosalie, these three gods were all standard examples of powerful beings who had accumulated strength over time to make the leap to godhood!

In terms of weak Divine Power, they were still strong, otherwise, how would they dare to hunt gods to enhance themselves?

When it came to direct strength, her mother wasn't much weaker than the leader among those three gods who possessed dual divine authority…

A confrontation would undoubtedly result in a fierce battle.

Her mother would have to expend numerous trump cards to defeat the opponent, with a chance of being eliminated herself.

Moreover, when her mother had just ascended to godhood, she only possessed a single curse divine authority and probably wouldn't stand a chance against the dual divine authority god who had just been killed by her master!

Her mother had cultivated at least six generations of daughters, including Rosalie, through a process of devouring and refining before reaching her current strength.

However, comparing her mother to those three powerful beings led Rosalie to a terrifying conclusion—

If her mother faced her master, even with her slight edge in strength, against her master's terrifying speed and the endless onslaught of frozen space's sword shadows, it would all be meaningless!

In a direct confrontation, her mother might last a few rounds, but if she ended up in a surprise attack like the three gods before, she would probably die without even knowing how!

Rosalie was stunned.

The reason she had been so easily dismissive earlier was due to her resolve to face death, coupled with the immense pressure from her mother.

Who wouldn't be afraid of a god lurking in the shadows, someone who could take their life at any moment?

All of Rosalie's wild, desperate attempts to win Sterl's affection stemmed from the feeling that every day she lived was a gift.

She believed that if her master confronted her mother, he would likely hand her over to quell the disaster, putting her at risk of falling into the abyss at any moment.

When she saw Sterl risk his life to save her, she felt that when the time came to face her mother, her master would most likely not be willing to give her up, and with her mother's methods, he would likely suffer extremely brutal torment, unable to control his own life or death.

It would be better for them to go out in a blaze of glory together.

But the reality was…

Rosalie felt that, in the face of her master's talents and abilities, the terrifying mountain that had once loomed before her—the pressure from her mother—had been easily suppressed by Sterl.

She was filled with awe!

Before the great disaster, a figure like her master had emerged. Perhaps he was the one foretold in various tales, the one destined to face the world's calamities?

Rosalie couldn't allow herself to think otherwise!

It was too outrageous.

From the young girl's perspective, how long had it been since Sterl transitioned from demigod to god?

To put it bluntly, the next instance, which might take a little longer, could cost even more time.

How far could her master grow in the coming years?

Even… the upper limit of weak Divine Power in the lower realm?

That would surely be easily surpassed by her master!

At that moment, Rosalie had become an ardent fan of Sterl.

However…

A bittersweet smile crept onto the girl's lips. "I knew my master would never sacrifice his life for me; to him, I'm just an unimportant pawn."

"That's fine."

"Someone like me doesn't deserve to stand shoulder to shoulder with my master."

Rosalie wasn't foolish; she realized that Sterl hadn't changed his behavior because of her. He remained as cautious as ever. With the power he had demonstrated, he could have stepped in earlier to annihilate the three gods.

But he had waited!

He waited until the three gods unleashed their abilities and could not withdraw in time before he struck decisively.

As a result, the three gods had died without any ability to resist!

The demigod girl's mind was buzzing.

Meanwhile, Gloria was utterly incredulous!

She understood more, which only added to her confusion. Just moments ago, everything had unfolded in a flash, and even with a god's speed of thought, there hadn't been time to grasp what was happening.

Now, as Gloria looked ahead, she felt incredibly weak, half-kneeling on the ground, only able to see the silhouette of a young man. Though slender, he stood like a towering wall before her!

Countless dark purple threads were intercepted by his figure.

This sight brought an involuntary sense of relief and relaxation to Gloria, compelling her to lean forward and then fall into the warmth of his embrace.

It was Sterl, ever the gentleman, who supported her, gently patting her back.

"It's all right now."

Sterl felt that a few comforting words were appropriate in such a moment.

Gloria's tension eased, and she couldn't help but shed tears.

She had lost her divinity, feeling like a wronged little girl, sobbing softly.

At the same time, Gloria noticed—

After the explosive clash of blades, the resulting spatial fluctuations swirled around, causing David's long garments to billow and make loud sounds!

The young man's expression was remarkably calm, as if he had just slaughtered not three gods, but three sheep!

This made Gloria recall a fragment from the damaged prophecy she had received…

In the great calamity's conclusion, there would emerge a powerful being inheriting the legacy of the ancient Starry Clan.

He would rise with astonishing speed!!

This was one of the possible candidates to grow into the one who would face the calamity.

"Star?"

Could it be…

David was the heir of the Starry Clan??

Sterl had made efforts to conceal his information, but with David using skills like Celestial Stars, he hadn't hidden that at all.

After all, every disguise had to reveal some techniques, right?

Gloria hadn't thought of this before, but now, upon reflection, she immediately realized that this was clearly the power of the Starry Clan!

For some reason…

Normally, skills from the Stellar series were impossible to learn.

There were no holders of Stellar Law, no gods with Stellar divine authority.

The reason was…

Those who cultivated star power inevitably went mad!

Gloria recalled a king of a small nation who, for reasons unknown, had become obsessed with studying Stellar Law. In the end, on a night when blood rained down, he sacrificed his entire nation and vanished without a trace.

That nation was left as nothing but ruins, and anyone who dared to venture in would mysteriously disappear!