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

The three deities of the main world rapidly channeled their Divine Power.

The small hammer transformed into a streak of light, like a meteor, hurtling toward the protective shield!

In comparison to the massive size of the shield, the hammer seemed as insignificant as a grain of dust. Yet, when this tiny particle struck the shield, it easily shattered the barrier formed by the powers of the two divine-level demons—splitting and breaking apart!

With a sharp bang, the entire shield dissipated into the air!

All that was left were the two divine-level demons, staring in disbelief.

They were utterly stunned.

Had the three deities of the main world really prepared so thoroughly?

The divine-level demons were unaware that the main world was facing an even more severe impact from the impending catastrophe, as each layer of hell contained only one divine-level entity.

Despite the hardship of the calamity, the divine-level demons still had a chance to survive.

But the main world was grappling with disasters unleashed upon each Crystal Barrier Galaxy. On Alpha 8, there were powerful beings above the weak Divine Power threshold, and it was these beings that heightened the difficulty of the calamity, forcing the weak Divine Power deities to find ways to boost their combat strength.

Otherwise, they would be waiting for death!

"Let's fight them!"

Rog gritted his teeth and took the initiative to soar into the sky.

Licitris had no choice but to hold Mephistopheles tightly and charge upward.

Suddenly, five beams of Iridescent-level light illuminated the sky, symbolizing the unfolding scroll of eternal night. A fine web of mirrored energy enveloped the sun, moon, and earth, while ashen-colored energy rain fell from the heavens like droplets!

The oppression from the deities of the main world came in relentless waves.

Rog summoned the Mist Dragon once more, while Licitris conjured a massive scythe in her hand.

However, the outcome of the battle was evident from the very beginning.

The Smoke Dragon was gradually sliced apart within the scroll, firmly trapped, as Iridescent-level abilities were not so easily countered. The disintegrated Smoke Dragon turned into countless small streams of power, but they were still shattered by the endless barrage of light projectiles raining down from the sky!

The scythe summoned by the Succubus Queen seemed to carry some strange power; when it cut through, it could obliterate everything around it...

Including energy, skills, and even abstract concepts like laws.

Licitris flicked her wrist, transforming the scythe into a disk that shattered the scroll of eternal night!

However, despite the scythe's formidable power, the energy consumption was immense.

Sterl could clearly sense that Licitris was wavering, seemingly falling into a state of weakness. Yet, the Succubus Queen's sudden burst of action made him grit his teeth; the sensation was overwhelmingly intense...

Thus—

Faced with the constricting energy net and the barrage of light projectiles, the Succubus Queen ultimately managed to destroy only two-thirds of the scroll before she was spent.

The scythe faded into nothingness...

Yet Licitris remained unfazed, letting out a tinkling laugh and seductively saying,

"Why must you be so rough? I'm just a fragile little girl..."

Before her words could finish, the Succubus Queen quickly retreated!

In her previous position, dozens of golden light swords plunged down, only to shatter and transform into a rapid downpour of smaller swords.

Meanwhile, the Ashen deity slowly retracted the scroll, which contained an Iridescent-Level ability—purely a killing technique.

Clearly, that last attack had been his doing.

If Licitris hadn't reacted in time, she would have been torn to shreds!

At this moment, the Succubus Queen realized that the gazes of the three main world deities were extraordinarily strange. They seemed to have consumed some sort of potion that froze their minds, mechanically executing their pursuit of the two divine-level demons.

Thus, they were completely immune to enchantment.

The only issue was that this potion likely had to be divine-level quality to perfectly resist such effects.

The three main world deities had invested heavily, clearly determined to slay the two divine-level demons.

Watching from the VIP viewing area, Sterl was somewhat stunned. Was this the power of divine-level combat?

He glanced around; the attacks from the five deities were all aimed at the enemies, but even the residual waves of energy were enough to reshape the terrain.

Previously, the battle between Sterl and Lovic had only turned the Succubus Queen's camp into a giant basin, but now that basin had been shredded into countless pieces, and its size had expanded severalfold. The ground was fractured and sunken, with streams of lava flowing out.

In the sky, various energies were nearly incinerated, revealing an extremely thin atmosphere that made breathing difficult.

As for the players whom the Succubus Queen had commanded to flee earlier, none were spared. Originally, there were some main world players who wanted to pursue these demons and the [Swallowing Heaven] players, but the residual waves from the deities' battle had wiped out all the demons and [Swallowing Heaven] players.

Then...

Seeing Licitris and Rog at a loss, the three main world deities grew more relaxed. Marlon was the first to fly off into the distance, sitting down to meditate and recover energy, while the other two deities unleashed their Iridescent-Level skills once more.

The divine-level demons had no choice but to respond with techniques of the same caliber.

The Smoke Dragon and the scythe converged again, but although the skills of the two main world deities did not have a significant advantage, the Succubus Queen managed to wound the Ashen deity with her scythe, forcing him to sever his entire arm.

But soon after, Marlon, fully refreshed, returned to the battlefield with the Ashen deity who had gone to rest and recover.

The three deities of the main world adopted the most reliable battle strategy, determined to wear down the two divine-level demons to the point of exhaustion.

After the third round of combat,

Rog's form shrank once more, reduced to only one-fifth of his original size. He ignited the energy within his body again, hoping to create an opening for an escape.

The Smoke Dragon seemed to come alive, flying erratically while the countless bones inside it transformed into crimson rays that scattered in all directions.

The Ashen deity, who had been resting, suddenly struck, crushing Rog's hopes.

He pulled out another scroll, the same golden blades as before, which rapidly diminished the blood-red energy generated by the Smoke Dragon. Then, the three deities of the main world struck together, annihilating the Smoke Dragon!

Although the Succubus Queen successfully wounded the three deities from the side, they quickly produced recovery potions that instantly restored their conditions.

In the fourth round of combat...

Licitris was forced to burn her life force, forcibly squeezing out Divine Power, yet the outcome was still a stalemate.

Meanwhile, the Ashen deity had fully restored his arm.

In the fifth round...

In the sixth round...

The energy within the two divine-level demons was nearly depleted, their combat strength drastically reduced, and despair was beginning to show on their faces.

Licitris sighed, "Mephistopheles, I never expected that in the end, I would be the one to burden you."

"With your potential, you could have ascended to godhood under normal circumstances, but it seems we will die together here."

After saying this, Licitris even displayed a mix of regret and satisfaction, as if she thought that if death were to be the conclusion, it wouldn't be so bad to depart alongside Mephistopheles.

Sterl sighed as well.

In this one-sided battle situation, he realized there was no way for him to capitalize on it; perhaps he should just run.

He was just about to activate his Emergency Escape Device when, suddenly, Sterl sensed something?

He looked up toward the sky, and at that moment, the five divine-level beings, who had been engaged in fierce combat, also looked up at the sky. Despite the three main world deities desperately trying to slay the demons, it was as if they were under some sort of control, forced to glance upward.

The two divine-level demons wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to escape, but they found themselves unable to control their own bodies.

In the first second,

the sky was clear and bright.

In the second second, everything was stained crimson.

It seemed as if some voice was wailing in agony, much like when he witnessed the fall of a deity before. Tears flowed uncontrollably as he fell into profound sorrow.

But this time, it wasn't just him; the five divine-level beings present also appeared tormented, seemingly on the verge of tears, engulfed in immense grief.

Finally, two whirlpools emerged in the blood-red sky, and within them, a space could be faintly seen, swept away by a strange black tide.

Just gazing at it sent shivers down one's spine.

Unlike the five divine-level beings who trembled in fear, Sterl felt an inexplicable warmth and sense of reassurance, with a certain power rapidly surging within him.

"This is...?"

He suddenly thought of a possibility.

But before Sterl could contemplate further,

two colossal figures plummeted from the sky, like two tattered sacks.

They seemed to carry some strange energy, rendering their forms indistinct; yet, everyone who witnessed them felt certain they were embodiments of beauty and power.

Sterl's heart skipped a beat.

Although their sizes had multiplied immensely, wasn't that just the silhouettes from the upper realms?

But their appearances seemed to suggest…

they were dead??

Their chests and bellies were gaping open, countless black maggots gnawing at their flesh and blood.

Yet, Sterl strangely noticed that the chests of the two figures still subtly rose and fell, as if they were still alive.

Then…

As some energy dissipated, the silhouettes gradually revealed their true forms: a pair of remarkably similar twins, one male and one female.

At this moment, the faces of the three main world deities changed drastically.

"How could the two esteemed ones fall from the upper realms?"

"What on earth happened?"

"Isn't it said that death does not exist in the upper realms?"

"And what are those maggots??"

They were still in a state of forced control, compelled to watch the two figures and unable to act.

Licitris and Rog, too, were unable to escape; the sight sent chills down their spines.

Demons also harbored the desire to ascend to the upper realms.

That meant greater power and eternal life—who wouldn't want that?

But now, it was a blatant slap in the face!

The two figures they had previously watched return to the upper realms were now back, and in a near-death state at that. What had happened?

And what were those black maggots?