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

Perhaps, for those who successfully awaken their talents, their souls are inherently different from those of ordinary mortals.

This led Sterl to unconsciously recall a time long ago, when he had just awakened his D-tier talent. Although it was nothing special—an utterly mediocre and worthless talent—it still marked him as someone significant within the lowest of bases. As long as one survived, they could rise to become the leader of a base.

In that batch of individuals, there were very few who awakened any talent, just like him. Thinking back on it, gaining an immense amount of soul power wasn’t so simple after all.

At the very least, those who couldn’t even awaken a talent likely couldn’t refine a single bit of soul power. In other words, if he wanted to acquire soul power, he would have to hunt down those who had awakened a talent, or even better, those who had successfully obtained a class.

Of course, these were merely his speculations. Whether the reality was the same would have to be tested at a later time. He wasn’t one to recklessly kill the innocent, but capturing a few criminal mortals for testing purposes didn’t weigh heavily on his conscience.

He then focused entirely on resisting the backlash and impact coming from the soul realm. The souls of tens of thousands of Legendaries and demigods were being swiftly refined within the Soul Devourer Sphere, and his soul power reserves were rapidly growing.

Only a few minutes had passed, and the soul refinement was nearly complete. The backlash that his soul had been facing gradually subsided. At the same time, the energy released by the Celestial Stars had been entirely depleted by the remaining Legendaries, demigods, and gods working together.

The area where the legendary army had been was now marked by over a hundred massive craters. However, due to the reactivation of the defensive barrier, the force of the meteor impacts was contained within the army’s formation, preventing any harm to the surrounding areas.

The army’s location had been transformed into a giant semi-circular pit, which didn’t resemble craters from falling meteors, but rather the aftermath of a comet colliding with the world.

There was still blood and broken weapons scattered across the area, remnants of the demigods and Legendaries who had fallen. Nearly a quarter of the entire army had been wiped out in an instant!

At this moment, the surviving soldiers finally began to react. They took deep breaths, gazing at Sterl in the sky, whose expression remained indifferent. Astonishment filled their hearts as the fear that had dissipated earlier began to resurface, enveloping them once again.

Was this the work of the God of Luck? Why was it that at the exact moment the Celestial Stars fell, the formation malfunctioned and encountered issues? This was too suspicious!

"Who is it? Who’s sabotaging this from the inside!? Why did the formation fail?!"

At that moment, Boris immediately started pointing fingers, radiating Divine Power as his gaze filled with cold killing intent. He swept across everyone present, looking every bit the picture of someone who had just been through an ordeal. Of course, this was the image he wanted to portray. If it didn’t look genuine, it wouldn’t work.

"There’s a traitor who wants to destroy the formation... Come out now, and I’ll make sure you get a quick death!"

Boris raged, his fury so real it almost seemed tangible. His anger was so believable that everyone froze for a moment. Meanwhile, a wave of righteous indignation surged through the crowd. No one had expected a traitor to be hiding among them. They had almost been crushed by the meteors!

For a brief moment, the soldiers glanced at each other, seeing suspicion and distrust in each other’s eyes. At first glance, the formation hadn’t been broken. The only reason for its failure was that so many soldiers had died, weakening the formation’s power. But this small detail made everyone uneasy, hesitant to pour more energy into the formation.

The legendary army’s formation was highly advanced, and breaking it was incredibly difficult. That was true for anyone from the outside. But if the sabotage came from within, the difficulty level dropped significantly.

The fact that the traitor within the army had managed to cause a brief failure in the formation raised serious concerns. If the traitor chose to strike again, who knew whether they could cause irreparable damage from the inside? If that happened, the formation could collapse in an instant, and they would suffer the backlash from the failed formation.

"Ha ha ha! I didn’t expect that there would be one of us hidden inside the Ashen Legendary Army!"

"Hades, the God of War, is invincible! What’s the point of this Legendary Army? It can’t stop the power of the War God!"

"Hmph! Boris, you thought about inciting rebellion among our soldiers, but now look at you. Your own army is far from clean, isn’t it? Today is your day to die!"

On the side of Orichalcum, both the gods and soldiers wore faces full of joy. The cannon fodder army had been destroyed, Hades had killed five gods, and now even the strongest Legendary Army had fallen into disarray. It was clear who the victors would be.

Originally, there had been some worry and panic, but now all of that had dissipated, leaving only anticipation for victory. Soon, the contribution points they would gain would be enough to take their strength to the next level!

However, as the leader of Orichalcum, Eterna was completely bewildered. While it was true that there was a chance the formation could fail, the probability was extremely low. Moreover, with ten gods acting as the core of the formation, the likelihood of failure was minimized as much as possible.

From what had just occurred, it did seem that there were hidden dangers and problems within the enemy’s army. But the key issue was that… he hadn’t sent anyone to infiltrate the enemy’s ranks!

Such an operation was incredibly difficult, and besides, when forming a connection to the formation, one was subject to monitoring. Furthermore, a mere legendary or demigod couldn’t possibly influence a formation of such magnitude. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

This left Eterna completely confused. Yet, instinctively, his gaze shifted toward Sterl. Could this be part of Hades’ plan?

Thinking this through, he nodded to himself, realizing that it was indeed a possibility. Hades was a mysterious figure. Although he had joined Orichalcum’s formation and was being monitored by the royal city, such an existence surely had his own power and influence.

Perhaps this was a trap set by Hades, deliberately targeting the Ashen Legendary Army.

As Eterna felt a wave of excitement mixed with reflection, he couldn’t help but marvel at the unpredictability of human nature. A god like Boris, who had risen from the royal city, had ultimately joined the enemy, while an outsider like Hades was working tirelessly to plan battles for the kingdom.

"Once the war is over, I must report to the royal city. He deserves a great reward. We can’t let the hero’s spirit fade."

Meanwhile, as the mastermind behind everything, Sterl remained unaware of how his standing in Eterna’s mind was growing by leaps and bounds. At that very moment, he was examining the soul power reserves within the Soul Devourer Sphere.

After slaughtering five to six million cannon fodder, his original soul power had been 58,000 points. Now, it had surged by over 20,000, bringing his total soul power reserves to a staggering 80,000 points!

"I’ve struck gold!"

Sterl exclaimed, delight filling his voice. "I never expected these legendary and demigod souls to yield this much soul power!"

He quickly did the math. It seemed that just one legendary soul was enough to refine a significant amount of soul power. In other words, the quality of a legendary soul was about a hundred times greater than that of an ordinary soul!

However, what surprised him was that the quality of a demigod’s soul didn’t differ much from a legendary one. Therefore, the amount of soul power he refined from a demigod’s soul was nearly identical to that of a legendary soul.

Next, Sterl looked down at the remaining tens of thousands of soldiers, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes. There were still around 60,000 to 70,000 legendary-level warriors left. If he harvested all of them, that would be 60,000 to 70,000 soul power!

Right now, the entire army was on high alert, suspecting that there were traitors among them, and they were too wary to focus their power into the formation. This was the perfect opportunity!

"Silent Domain!"

Under the astonished gazes of everyone, Sterl activated the Boots of the Void’s instant teleportation ability. In an instant, he broke through the outermost layer of the legendary army’s automated defense barrier and appeared directly above their heads.

Then, the Silent Domain was unleashed. Everyone suddenly felt as if the energy within their bodies had slowed down, making it difficult to mobilize. The demigods felt it even more acutely, as they couldn’t even sense their Law Power properly.

"How... how can he penetrate the formation?!"

"What kind of spatial ability is this? This is terrifying!"

"Hurry! Hurry, activate the formation and blast him out of here!"

"You want to die? Those traitors might be using this opportunity to completely destroy the formation!"

"What should we do then?"

"What should we do? Of course, we run!"

Faced with the impending threat of death, everyone immediately scattered in all directions. The weakest among them were legendary warriors, so their escape speed was far beyond that of mere third-class cannon fodder.

"Don’t run! Even if he’s powerful, he’s just one person! With so many of us, we can wear him down, even without the formation! We can still kill him!"

A god shouted, and the soldiers who had been about to flee quickly regained their composure.

It seemed logical—without the formation, they were still legendary and demigod level warriors. If they all released their strongest abilities together, their combined power could still obliterate even a god!

Moreover, while the Celestial Stars were powerful, their falling speed was something they could easily react to. So, if they worked together, there seemed to be nothing to fear.

However, as the soldiers began to gather back into formation, a radiant smile appeared on Sterl’s face. What a good bunch of people—gathering together obediently like this. It saved him the trouble of hunting them down one by one.

Then, with a thought, Sterl activated the Temporal-Spatial Law! Simultaneously, the Moon Law and other Laws solidified and empowered the area!

Before the soldiers, now clustering together, could even react, they were turned into statues—motionless, breathless, unable even to think.