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

However, the players from the main world didn't show any mercy. As they saw the demons scattering in fear, they couldn't help but feel exhilarated.

"Everyone, follow me! All units, move out!"

At that moment, near the battlefield, the one who reacted the fastest was a figure clad in shining silver armor, with a pair of wings extending from his back. He drew his glowing longsword and charged forward at high speed, pursuing the fleeing demons and players.

Behind him, a group of demigod-level warriors shot into the air like arrows, their expressions filled with urgency. The demons, in their desperate attempt to escape, had no ability to counterattack; they were merely contributing to their own demise.

As the players from the main world closed in on the fleeing demons, a second wave of shock hit them!

The players not only saw ordinary demigods and legendary figures running away, but also several familiar Supreme-level warriors who were now fleeing as if they were stray dogs, frantically soaring through the air.

On the main world side, the armored figure stood frozen in place, utterly dumbfounded.

It was important to note that these Supremes had previously dominated the battlefield! Ordinary demigods would be easily killed by them! If they weren't killed, they would be captured and subjected to torment for the amusement of the demons...

The young man was nearly paralyzed with fear! There was no way he could escape if he collided with these Supremes; the distance was too close!

In his despair, he couldn't help but think: What's going on? The Supremes are running away too?? Wasn't it you Supremes who were down there fighting to the death, causing such exaggerated energy fluctuations?

How come you look completely unscathed, as if you hadn't participated in the battle at all?

Despite his confusion, the young man in shining silver armor had only one option left: to abandon his teammates and fly back.

He had come in fast, but now he was even faster.

Just as he hadn't retreated far, his heart nearly stopped.

He noticed a renowned Supreme demon known as "Piercing Death" charging toward him, moving with incredible speed and activating some kind of item, flames engulfing his body...

The expression on this Supreme demon's face was twisted, as if he were ready to devour someone whole.

"It's over!"

"My life is at an end! The players from the main world closed their eyes."

The only thing he could pray for was that...

The Supreme demon would grant him a quick end. "Piercing Death" had earned a dreadful reputation on the battlefield; those struck by his skills would often scream for days, their lives slowly withering away.

The young man's face was filled with despair, but...

After several moments passed, he realized he was flying smoothly through the air without being attacked. Only a powerful gust of wind had rushed past him, cutting into his arm.

"Wait, I'm fine?"

The young man was taken aback. Looking back, he saw that his companions were also safe.

What happened next left the players from the main world in a state of utter confusion for the third time.

Not a single person was attacked.

The demons and Hell players seemed to have undergone a complete transformation, their only focus on escape.

The young man further noticed that the previously fearsome "Piercing Death" was now trembling all over!

The reason for this Supreme demon's earlier ferocity had been—fear!

Scenes like this unfolded in various locations near the battleground where Sterl and Lovic were engaged in combat.

The players from the main world who were trying to intercept were completely bewildered.

"What… what just happened?"

"Forget it! Let's retreat first."

"Run! Hurry!"

The players from the main world were not like those reckless individuals from horror movies who, even sensing danger, felt compelled to investigate.

They didn't know what had happened, but anything capable of making the Hell players flee so desperately couldn't possibly be friendly to them, so they also took off.

In that instant, Sterl himself might not have realized that he had single-handedly intimidated all the players in the entire layer of Hell!!

At this moment, Sterl stood at the bottom of the basin formed by his battle with the Demon of Terror and Cruelty, slowly locking onto his target.

He understood from the beginning that, with the two factions of demons scattering in all directions, he wouldn't be able to capture them all.

Without hesitation, Sterl charged toward the demigods of the Succubus Queen faction.

His thought process was clear; on the surface, he was still considered part of the Succubus Queen's side. Now, due to the earlier attack, it was understandable that he would strike back in anger.

Normal demons would struggle to endure a situation like this with someone like Mephistopheles.

Afterward, if the Succubus Queen intervened, Sterl would have to save face for the gods and obediently back off.

At that point, he could then pursue the players under the Lord of Evil Spirits, maximizing the use of his resources...

Of course, the worst-case scenario would be if the Succubus Queen decided to attack him for hunting her subordinates.

Well, no need to panic.

Sterl possessed a special item with teleportation abilities as a side effect. With such a tool, he could easily escape from the hands of figures from the upper realms, and it was impossible for ordinary divine-level demons to capture him.

Sterl had also exploited a bug in [Transcendence]/[Swallowing Heaven]—the balance of items.

This special teleportation item had the advantage of being difficult to seal. However, it was incredibly expensive and had a high mortality rate upon use; being caught in spatial turbulence could easily lead to one's demise, even with resurrection items!

Normally, no player would use such an item as their last resort for survival.

But with enhancements to his abilities, a special teleportation item with a zero mortality rate had been created...

This allowed Sterl to act recklessly!

He casually glanced around and fixed his gaze on a target, then swiftly charged forward with a flicker of movement!

Sterl intercepted the target's ascent into the sky, colliding forcefully.

Bang!

With a crisp sound, a figure plummeted from the sky, and in the next moment, Sterl's shadow surged forward, delivering a heavy stomp!

Boom!!

After a thunderous noise, the ground was violently dented, creating a pit.

"Spare me! Spare me!"

The first demon Sterl targeted was a demigod demon, its entire body crimson with two horns protruding from its head. After being stomped on the chest, it spat out blood.

"I didn't attack you just now!"

The demon cried out, sincerity dripping from its words.

Upon hearing this, Sterl couldn't help but laugh in anger. The demon was adamant, yet Sterl had clearly seen it throw a crimson spear from a distance, enhanced with various damage boosts and curse effects.

If Sterl had been hit, he would have been gravely injured, if not dead.

Truly, a creature from Hell had no dignity as a strong being; it could lie so easily.

Sterl didn't bother with further conversation. He raised his hand and unleashed a sword strike enhanced by Flowing Water Thousand Cuts.

This strike was comparable to an ordinary Platinum Skill in terms of output, yet the demigod demon was already terrified out of its wits and only thought of fleeing.

It quickly activated a short-distance dashing ability, becoming a mere afterimage.

Unfortunately, the demon was caught up to in just a few moments. Sterl used spatial powers to lock onto it, piercing through with his sword!

Then, countless blades of Flowing Water shattered, turning into needles that shredded the demon into pieces, leaving only a faint mist of blood floating in the air.

Sterl casually took out the Stone of Absorption, collecting the contribution.

A total of 4000 points credited to his account.

"Not bad, pretty lucrative," Sterl nodded. Due to the need to absorb contributions, he averaged half a second to kill a single demon. After this delay, many demons and Hell players had already fled far away. If it weren't for Lovic's Destructive Light causing chaos in the surrounding space, the demons and Hell players might have even managed to teleport away.

Sterl had anticipated this. With a twist of his arm, the body of the slain demon exploded into countless beams of Starlight Spray, splattering like spilled ink.

For a moment, his hit rate wasn't very high. The pressure Mephistopheles exerted on the demons and Hell players was overwhelming. Even though they sensed that the threads posed no real threat, not a single one dared to take the risk; they were all desperately dodging!

However, with so many targets, the threads still managed to mark several players despite being cast broadly.

Some demons and players thought they were safe and ran away without a care, only to be hit by Starlight Spray after others dodged in front of them. Others, while trying to escape, were accidentally struck by their companions' kicks, palms, or energy beams, which slowed their movements and left them exposed to Sterl's marking.

The second type of unfortunate souls was plentiful.

The demons had a simple mindset: "Better them than me!"

"Here, take the wrath of Mephistopheles for me!"

However, those demons and Hell players who tried to make others scapegoats soon learned the meaning of self-inflicted suffering!

After marking his targets, Sterl immediately activated a teleportation attack.

His attack range wasn't limited to just one unit!

A blood-red blade shot out, and for his second wave of attack, Sterl targeted a space where dozens of demons and Hell players were gathered.

With swift reflexes, he activated Shattered Void!

In an instant, dozens of players were frozen in place, unable to move!

Some wore expressions of fear, having been marked by Sterl, while others appeared smug, having successfully let others take the brunt of Mephistopheles's wrath.

And Sterl, with nonchalance, drew his sword and made a horizontal slash! This time, Shattered Void didn't need to be driven at full power; the perfect execution of the triple Law was enough!

Delicate blades of light erupted, and soon everything fell into nothingness!

Fear or smugness alike were transformed into souls under the blades, as the demons were rapidly disintegrated, leaving behind only remnants.

Then, while absorbing contributions in the air, Sterl saw the demons and players he had just slain explode into countless threads once more.

"Contributions have already reached fifty thousand?!"

Sterl's tone was excited. The chaos caused by the players under the Lord of Evil Spirits led to the activity ending ahead of schedule.

However, after analyzing the situation, Sterl felt it wasn't a loss. Aside from not being able to use the Heavenly Locking Formation to create more chaos, the other gains were quite substantial!

He could exchange for Iridescent-Level skills from the Hell faction!