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

Outside Orichalcum's Royal City, in the skies above, an ominous, heavy layer of dark clouds had formed at some point, completely obscuring the light. The entire land immediately grew dark, as if heralding the dawn of an apocalyptic event.

On the battlefield, the atmosphere was stifling and oppressive. Whether they were gods, demigods, legendary beings, or the remaining cannon fodder from the Orichalcum army, everyone wore expressions of panic and fear. One by one, they began retreating toward the rear, moving in unison.

Above, beneath the dark clouds, a massive silver wolf as large as a mountain was suspended in the sky. It radiated an overwhelming killing intent, the ferocity of which seemed capable of piercing the very sky itself!

Everyone knew—this was a High-Ranking Deity from the upper realms, and he was truly enraged. If they didn't retreat, that unbridled fury might soon consume everything, flooding the battlefield and drowning it in blood and souls, as if trying to wash away his anger and bury those ancient memories once more.

"Do you know... what you are saying?"

The Silver Moon Wolf God's enormous eyes locked onto Sterl. Sterl, still somewhat confused, thought to himself: "Wasn't that just some pre-battle trash talk? After all, this is a High-Ranking Deity, and he gets triggered this easily? Isn't that a bit too pathetic?"

At that moment, Eterna's voice echoed through the army's communication channel, revealing the Silver Moon Wolf God's past to Sterl in full.

"I see."

Upon learning the backstory, Sterl now understood why the Silver Moon Wolf God had such an intense reaction to those words. Eterna had revealed this history to him in hopes that Sterl would apologize and back off to avoid further enraging the deity. Despite the Silver Moon Wolf God's true form having descended, he was still suppressed by the world's rules and expulsive forces, meaning he couldn't unleash his full strength.

However, if provoked too harshly, there was a real possibility the Silver Moon Wolf God would disregard all consequences, attacking with full force to annihilate Sterl. From there, he could target the Royal City, and the aftermath would be disastrous.

But a strange smile slowly crept across Sterl's face. If that were the case, wasn't this exactly what he wanted? Moreover, since the Silver Moon Wolf God couldn't fully unleash his power, what was there to fear?

"Heh, you damn mutt, can't you even hear properly? I said... you're just a lucky beast! Sooner or later, I'll skin you alive, tear out your tendons, drink your blood, and eat your flesh!"

Sterl's words echoed across the battlefield, and the Silver Moon Wolf God's fury was palpable. He seemed poised to explode, his immense body trembling with rage as he took a step forward, the air crackling with violent energy. The very earth beneath them seemed to groan in response, as if the forces of nature themselves were recoiling from the wrath of a true deity.

"Oh no, it's quite rare to see a mutt like you in this state. How about I capture you and make you my slave?" Sterl's voice rang out, calm as ever, but his words carried a chilling mockery. "No, wait, you're so useless that you probably wouldn't be good for anything as a slave. Let's just lock you up in a pen, put a few female dogs in there, and let you serve as a stud dog. That way, you can breed litter after litter, and soon enough, I'll have a whole army of dog slaves."

Sterl continued without missing a beat, clearly savoring the insult. "Don't worry, I won't treat you badly as a stud. After all, dogs love eating shit, right? I'll make sure to feed you that every day."

Sterl spoke slowly and deliberately, as if savoring every word, making sure the Silver Moon Wolf God could hear every part of his mockery. To ensure the deity didn't misunderstand, he exaggerated his tone, placing emphasis on each syllable. Find adventures on empire

Suddenly!

Eterna, who had been listening in stunned disbelief, couldn't hold himself any longer. His entire body seemed to turn to stone, his mind in absolute turmoil. He couldn't even fathom the words he had just heard. Was his hearing malfunctioning? Had he heard those words coming from Hades? It was simply... unthinkable.

He couldn't find a single word to describe the situation. The only thing he could feel was utter despair. It seemed certain now—the Silver Moon Wolf God would never let this go. This was no longer a matter of life or death—it was a matter of extinction.

Without hesitation, Eterna immediately ordered the remnants of the army to retreat. Around him, other gods and soldiers were equally stunned, their spines shivering with fear. Some even wished they could plug their ears to avoid hearing any more of Sterl's taunting.

But at that moment, an overwhelming, terrifying aura suddenly surged in the air—a bloodthirsty and twisted fury that seemed capable of destroying everything!

The Silver Moon Wolf God's fur, once shining silver, now began to glow with a faint red hue. The silver crescent moon mark on his forehead transformed into a deep crimson. In that instant, the Silver Moon Wolf God no longer exuded divine grace. Instead, his entire form radiated an aura of terrifying slaughter and brutal cruelty.

"You will pay for your ignorant words!" His voice boomed, dripping with fury. "I'll capture your soul and refine it day and night! I will leave you with no place to rest, no place to die! You will never escape my wrath!"

Before he could finish his sentence, Sterl raised his hand, and a devastating Destructive Light surged forward. The powerful beam of energy shot toward the Silver Moon Wolf God in an instant.

The Silver Moon Wolf God had been furiously venting his rage, but as the Destructive Light came crashing toward him, he felt a true sense of danger. Reluctantly, he fell silent, his body surging with a violent blood-red storm, like a torrential downpour. The energy dissipated, redirecting the Destructive Light in all directions, protecting him from the strike.

Though the battle was far from over, the atmosphere had already shifted—intense, volatile, and filled with a sense of impending doom.

"Such incessant noise. A beast is just a beast. Even if it's lucky enough to become a higher deity, it's still nothing but a beast. By the way, with trash like you being able to become a higher deity, I wonder if…" Sterl's words dripped with implied meaning, and to the Silver Moon Wolf God, they were nothing short of insulting. Especially after his earlier display of power had been so brutally extinguished, the feeling was akin to swallowing a fly—disturbing and unbearable.

"I will kill you!"

This time, the Silver Moon Wolf God didn't waste any more words. The blood-red crescent moon mark on his forehead pulsed with a strange, ominous energy. His massive body suddenly disappeared, reappearing in front of Sterl in an instant, a giant claw descending upon him with terrifying force.

At the same time, the higher-level Moon Law activated. Sterl could immediately feel his entire body bogged down, as though moving through thick molasses. It was no wonder that the gods he had crushed earlier had felt so utterly hopeless. Being immobilized, unable to move a single muscle while watching death draw near, was indeed a form of torment.

In the next moment, a powerful sense of crisis overwhelmed him. If that claw, infused with the overwhelming power of a higher deity, were to land, it would likely leave even his formidable vitality severely wounded.

However, Sterl was not like those ordinary gods. With a mere thought, the power of Time Law began to manifest, and the Moon Law that had bound him shattered in an instant. Time Law was one of the highest Laws in existence. Although Sterl's control over it wasn't perfect, it was far beyond what the Moon Law could ever hope to bind, even at its peak.

With that, he broke free and immediately activated Space Law alongside the Boots of the Void. In the blink of an eye, he teleported a thousand meters away.

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The air was torn apart by the Silver Moon Wolf God's claw, creating a deafening sonic boom. Even the very fabric of space seemed to fracture, as if on the brink of collapsing. The ground trembled beneath them, echoing with the intensity of an earthquake. Despite the Silver Moon Wolf God's airborn attack, the terrifying aftershocks sent ripples through the environment, rattling the earth.

But the expression on Silver Moon Wolf God's face darkened with frustration. In that split second, the damnable trash had disappeared using some unknown trick, leaving his mighty strike to completely miss its target.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. What terrifying power. You almost scared the heart out of me, but it's a pity…" Sterl's mocking voice rang out again. "Seems like you blind mutts are also lacking in eyesight. Can't even land a hit with all that power."

The Silver Moon Wolf God's rage flared once more. He spun around, locking his blood-red eyes on Sterl, his gaze seething with murderous intent. "You fragile rat... let's see how far you can run!"

Once again, the Moon Law was activated, and this time, the area covered stretched for thousands of meters. Silver Moon Wolf God employed the same tactic as before, appearing before Sterl in the blink of an eye, and striking once more with a massive claw. In that moment, he thought he could already see the scene of Sterl's flesh torn to shreds, a gruesome spectacle of victory.

Unfortunately for him, as expected, his strike once again missed. However, this time, due to Sterl's position—relatively close to the remnants of the Ashen legendary army—the aftershock of Silver Moon Wolf God's missed attack wiped out several hundred, if not a thousand, legendary warriors. Panicked, everyone nearby fled in all directions.

The so-called gods fighting, and mortals suffering. The Silver Moon Wolf God was an upper deity, and despite being suppressed by the world itself, each of his movements was still terrifying. To the legendary warriors and demigods, he might as well have been an unstoppable force. They were no different from mere mortals in his presence.

Without the protection of formations, the battle between Hades and Silver Moon Wolf God was a fight only gods could participate in. The others had no qualifications to even approach.

"Heh, getting desperate now, are we? But you still can't land a blow on me," Sterl mocked with a calm, almost bored smile. Both he and the massive wolf were flashing across the sky, each move faster than the last. Sterl was using the Boots of the Void to their absolute maximum potential.

The Boots of the Void allowed instant movement, capable of bypassing any spatial barriers and, more importantly, could not be interrupted. This special effect worked against any deity below the level of a higher god. Though it was limited to a range of one kilometer, it was more than enough for now. Silver Moon Wolf God was being treated like an aimless wild dog, running in circles while Sterl dodged with ease.

Soon, the vast battlefield was reduced to ruins. The Silver Moon Wolf God, whose massive form spanned a kilometer, was moving far faster than even the war-demon elephants, and with the divine power of a higher deity behind him, his destructive capabilities far outstripped theirs. In just over a minute, the land beneath him seemed on the verge of collapse, the devastation almost unbearable to witness.

Even more troubling, Sterl's deliberate actions caused the forces of both Orichalcum and Ashen to be caught in Silver Moon Wolf God's wake, leading to even more casualties.

"Dodge! Dodge! Dodge! Let's see how long you can keep running!"

After yet another failed strike, Silver Moon Wolf God could no longer hold his temper. He threw his head back and let out a vicious, blood-curdling roar. The very air trembled as a crescent moon, glowing faintly blood-red, began to rise beneath the ominous dark clouds.

Instantly, the entire battlefield was enveloped in a blood-red haze, like a vast domain expanding over everything. Even those warriors and gods who had fled to great distances found themselves within the reach of this dreadful phenomenon.

In that moment, fear surged through everyone's heart, as if some immense, unimaginable terror was about to descend upon them!