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

His first contact with Sterl had been when the latter, under the guise of Hades, had joined the Orichalcum Kingdom’s ranks.

If Sterl answered that he was from Orichalcum, everything would likely remain as it was. He might just be a powerful player, with a simple goal: to obtain that fabled Soul Treasure. However, nearly all the gods of the Orichalcum Kingdom knew that the so-called "Soul Treasure" was just an ornamental, useless trinket with no real value. It was a dead-end, a waste, which made Eterna feel a bit uneasy inside.

But, for Diana’s sake, he convinced himself that it probably wasn’t a major issue—he could always offer ample compensation later.

However, if Sterl claimed to be from the Ashen Temple, that would be a major problem. The aura Sterl emitted was far too powerful, and if he was indeed an undercover agent from the Ashen Temple, the consequences could be catastrophic.

The already delicate balance of the battle would likely collapse in an instant, throwing the Orichalcum Kingdom into an unprecedented crisis.

The world’s fusion was accelerating, and once it succeeded, they would have a massive fertile ground to expand into. But if they failed, they would be thrown back into the Endless Void, facing an uncertain and perilous future.

Hearing this, Sterl simply smiled calmly.

"Orichalcum Kingdom? Ashen Temple?"

Sterl found it somewhat amusing—this was probably a god’s inherent arrogance. Why mention just these two forces? In Eterna’s eyes, only the Orichalcum Kingdom and the Ashen Temple were worthy of being part of this battle, only these forces could give birth to someone like him—so powerful, so extraordinary.

"No," Sterl continued, "I am neither the Sterl of Orichalcum nor the Sterl of Ashen Temple."

A look of confusion and disbelief appeared on Eterna’s face. Could it be that, beyond them, other divine-level powers had set their sights on this world?

But the next words that came from Sterl’s mouth struck Eterna like a bolt of lightning, leaving him shaken.

"I am I, the strongest of the human race on Earth. I am the one and only Ruler of this world!"

"Neither the Orichalcum Kingdom nor the Ashen Temple are more than stepping stones beneath me!"

"This world can only have one voice, and that voice is mine!"

Sterl wrapped his arm around Diana’s waist, his gaze sweeping arrogantly over the gods around him. As for the demigods and legendary soldiers below, they were completely beneath his notice.

Even ordinary gods were nothing more than ants before him, and those creatures who weren’t even gods? They were trash among trash!

The arrogant voice echoed across the sky, entering the ears of all living beings, like an earthquake without smoke or fire. The surrounding gods couldn’t help but doubt whether they had misheard.

Even the high-level divine authorities engaged in battle in the dimensional space were startled by Sterl’s proclamation. They halted their fights, pulling themselves out of the dimensional space, and turned their attention toward the imposing figure standing in mid-air, anger flashing on their faces.

"Hmph! Where did this trash come from, spouting such ridiculous nonsense with such audacity!"

A booming voice rang out. It was the massive Black Dragon God, his eyes blazing with fury as if flames themselves were about to shoot out from his glare.

Claiming to be the world’s one and only Ruler? Even he, with his strength and divine authority, would never dare to say such a thing. Who did this person think he was?

A powerful Divine Power, a mighty god? It was nothing but brazen arrogance, unfounded boasting!

The other high-level divine authorities also wore unsavory expressions, their gazes fixed on him. Only the God of Runes, who had been previously watching from the sidelines, seemed genuinely surprised, his eyes focused on Sterl. He paid no mind to Sterl’s identity but was deeply astonished by his escape from the Black Hole Vortex—an event that had nearly consumed even the most powerful of high-level divine authorities.

In Sterl’s arms, Diana froze for a moment, then a look of panic appeared on her face.

The gaze of more than ten high-level divine authorities, along with the watchful eyes of dozens or even hundreds of other gods, was something that Sterl could completely ignore without a care. But for Diana, it felt like an immense pressure bearing down on her, filling her with worry.

"You… you have to leave! They are high-level divine authorities, strong beings from the upper realms! You can’t win against them!" she said urgently, her voice trembling with concern.

In her eyes, this man was indeed powerful, but at best, he could only be considered comparable to a high-level divine authority himself, and even that was a stretch. But now, with the attention of over ten such powerful beings focused solely on him, Diana believed there was no way Sterl could overcome them all. Not at this moment, at least.

Seeing the worry on Diana’s face, Sterl gently patted her head.

"Don’t worry. From today onward, this world will belong to me."

Worry? Threats? Those were meaningless to him!

High-level divine authorities… he had slain more than one high-level divine authority in the past!

A faint smile crossed his lips, and he slowly spread his arms wide.

In front of him, a massive spatial light gate quickly appeared.

"Come, fight for me!"

"Let me show you what true power really looks like."

Suddenly, terrifying, blood-curdling roars erupted from the light gate, and a massive Lava Giant, completely engulfed in terrifying magma, slowly emerged from within.

The Lava Giant that emerged first possessed the strength of a demigod, towering like a walking volcano, a truly terrifying sight. However, the weakest beings around were gods, and a single demigod Lava Giant hardly posed any threat.

But then, the second demigod Lava Giant stepped out, followed by a third... and a fourth...

The spatial light gate continued to expand in size, with more and more powerful hellish creatures pouring out from it!

One thousand... ten thousand... twenty thousand...

The expressions of the surrounding gods shifted from confusion to astonishment, then to shock, and eventually to sheer terror—all within the span of just thirty seconds.

When nearly one hundred and ten thousand demigod-level hellish creatures had emerged from the spatial light gate, the hearts of every god around seemed to freeze over, as if they had fallen into a freezing abyss. It was an icy, suffocating chill.

Even the high-level divine authorities couldn’t help but furrow their brows. Although the sheer number of one hundred and ten thousand demigods was impressive, it still only presented a considerable nuisance to them, nothing more.

They were high-level divine authorities; a demigod-level swarm attack could never cross the vast gulf between them. But even so, the sight of so many demigods—this was something they had never seen before.

Not long after, a colossal Lava Giant, standing over a hundred meters tall, emerged from the spatial light gate.

This Lava Giant was enveloped in terrifying flames, resembling a massive, ever-burning volcano. Just looking at it radiated intense heat.

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It was none other than the chief of the Lava Giant tribe, a powerful being at the peak of weak Divine Power, just a step away from reaching the level of a high-level divine authority!

Then came the second, third, and more...

The number of gods emerging from the spatial light gate continued to grow, and the laws of the land began to spiral into even greater chaos.

Once the number of descending gods surpassed three hundred, the faces of the ten high-level divine authorities shifted dramatically.

By the time four hundred and thirty-two gods had appeared, all the high-level divine authorities were struck with shock, disbelief written on their faces as they stared at this unprecedented sight.

"This is impossible!"

The Black Dragon God was left dumbfounded, staring at the hundreds of potent gods emerging from the portal. He almost thought he was seeing things.

After all, when it came to the forces of Orichalcum and the Ashen Temple, counting the gods that had already fallen up until now, there were only a little over a hundred gods left in the fight.

But now, this mysterious figure named Sterl had summoned over four hundred divine-level beings all at once. These were gods, not some trivial army of peasants!

Over four hundred gods—if they were to combine into a formation or coordinate with each other—would pose an incredibly powerful threat to them all!

"Who exactly are you!?"

The voice came from a high-level divine authority of the Ashen Temple, a powerful figure who wielded the Frost divine authority. When fully activated, he possessed the immense power to create absolute zero and even freeze time itself.

But before Sterl could respond, an angry, authoritative shout rang out.

"How dare you act so disrespectfully towards our master! You are doomed!"

As the voice echoed, a god cloaked in corrosive energy stepped out from the spatial light gate.

This god radiated a chilling aura, and the dense, corrupting power he emanated was so strong it distorted the very air around him. The power he displayed was clearly beyond the weak Divine Power level—he had reached another tier entirely! He was a high-level divine authority!

However, his aura felt strange to the God of Frost, whose experience told him that this god’s corrosive authority wasn’t at the full strength of a true high-level divine authority. It could only be classified as a lower-tier high-level divine authority—or perhaps a counterfeit high-level divine authority.

Yet, it still marked a being of terrifying strength, a far cry from the ordinary gods around them!

At this moment, both the God of Frost and the other high-level divine authorities nearby felt their hearts tighten, a bad premonition rising within them.

Just as the Corruption God had emerged, another powerful high-level divine authority slowly walked out. Then came a third! A fourth!

In Sterl’s presence, high-level divine authorities seemed to be as common as cabbages, appearing in great numbers everywhere.

By the time the forty-ninth pseudo-high-level divine authority had emerged, the gods from Orichalcum and the Ashen Temple were frozen in shock, their faces pale, their scalps tingling, their hearts feeling as though they were being trampled by countless wild beasts.

At the same time, countless questions bubbled up in their minds. What kind of force was this? How could they possibly have so many pseudo-high-level divine authorities?

Though these beings couldn’t compare to true high-level divine authorities, the sheer scale of this force had completely surpassed their imaginations. It was truly terrifying!