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

Soon, a commotion erupted.

"Aochulov is back!"

"Let's hear what he has to say!"

"How did David manage to kill you? What skill did he use?"

Amidst the countless inquiries from those around, the many powerful figures hidden in secret rooms of the arena couldn't help but channel their Divine Power, focusing on the quasi-divine Aochulov.

They were just as baffled as everyone else—how did David manage to wipe out the entire field with a single move?

Yet in the end, Aochulov simply stared blankly, his eyes wide with confusion. If he had harbored any doubts about David before, now he was consumed by sheer terror!

Who wouldn't feel fear in the face of such unknown power??

"I… I don't know."

His voice was hoarse as he mumbled, trembling all over.

It was as if he had been scared out of his wits.

Aochulov wasn't completely clueless; he at least knew he had experienced a feeling.

Facing David was like standing before a deity! The sense of helplessness he felt was even more exaggerated than the pressure typically exerted by deities.

But he didn't want to admit this; it was too humiliating!

The divide between gods and those beneath them was crystal clear.

The fact that he could feel this way only meant… he was utterly afraid of David!

Aochulov didn't want to acknowledge it!

Yet even though he held back some of his words, the impact of his revelation didn't diminish one bit!

Huh??

In an instant, the entire arena fell silent.

Is David really that outrageous?

Not only did he wipe out the entire field with one move!

But those who were eliminated didn't even understand how they died??

"A new deity is about to rise!"

"It seems the Hall of Valor will have another god soon."

"David? This guy… can't be more than one or two hundred years old. Truly formidable, truly formidable!"

"Who would have thought that in such a harsh era, a deity could emerge?"

"Yeah, the last time a 'self-made deity' was born was that one from the Golden Kingdom, who barely advanced three hundred seventy-one years ago, and that was only because he absorbed the divine essence of his father at the time of his fall."

"David is something else!"

…

At that moment, everyone was murmuring in awe.

David had already taken on the semblance of a god!!

Not just any semblance of a god.

This was the "semblance of a god" on the eve of a great calamity!

Moreover… the players began to realize one crucial thing.

The Valor Combatants tournament had already prematurely killed off any suspense!

David would undoubtedly advance to the finals.

And the finals operated on a standard point system, where everyone would compete in a round-robin format, and the one with the highest points would be crowned champion.

A group that couldn't even defeat one of their opponents.

Let alone in a one-on-one match!

The ultimate winner of the Valor Combatants tournament had already been decided; the only remaining suspense lay in whether the seed contestants could force out more of David's hidden cards. At the very least, they wanted to see what his defensive capabilities were like.

And indeed, that was the case.

David had settled at the summit of the arena, appearing to meditate with his eyes closed.

The other contestants watched David from a distance, not daring to approach and disturb him!

Unlike the spectators outside who understood the entire situation and knew that David had wiped out dozens of Supremes with one move, the contestants had only witnessed the earlier battle erupting next to David, and how dozens of players had been swiftly eliminated.

Those individuals were originally strong contenders for advancement.

Who was unaware of the situation??

Sterl, meanwhile, sat comfortably in place, remaining still as he continued to contemplate the insights he had gained from unleashing the Iridescent-Level Silent Domain.

He discovered that the Holy Spirit Bloodline had a cheeky aspect that allowed him to experience the powers of certain Laws as they transitioned into divine authority through the Iridescent-Level skills.

For instance, while the Demon of Terror and Cruelty, Lovic, could not use Destructive Light, he could still see a "wall" that represented the might of a deity through the skill.

Sterl, on the other hand, activated his Holy Spirit Bloodline, briefly passing through the "wall" to openly study divine authority and Divine Power.

He quickly realized that investing in the Holy Spirit Bloodline was indeed worthwhile.

The opportunity to evolve his skills once a day would enable Sterl to rapidly advance his understanding of Law to the quasi-divine level and even… divine level!

While Sterl's innate talent was not particularly strong, the enhancement from the Arcane Soul allowed him to learn the powers of most rules and divine authority at an accelerated rate.

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…

About an hour later,

Sterl opened his eyes slightly, his breath steady, and he gained a new understanding of the powers of curses and the Arcane.

In his line of sight, there were still over ten contestants engaged in combat with one another.

The energy fluctuations caused by their various skills had transformed the once-mighty mountain into a white expanse.

No, it wasn't accurate to call it a white expanse.

Since Sterl sat at the summit, all the fighters had deliberately restrained themselves during their skirmishes to avoid affecting David.

What if their skills accidentally hit that fierce individual? What if he casually waved his hand and eliminated them?

Among the remaining contestants were those who had little hope of advancing.

However, those who were originally strong contenders had all been sent away by David, leaving behind a chance for these fighters to prove themselves.

These players cherished their opportunities; in the face of David, they felt as if they were in the presence of a deity and dared not provoke him!

As a result, the entire mountain had been whittled down into a long, pencil-like shape.

The mountain below had transformed into a cylindrical shape, while the summit above formed a perfect triangle.

Sterl noticed the fear in the other contestants; his expression remained calm and impassive as he continued to contemplate.

…

At this moment, the battle situation was becoming increasingly tense.

After exchanging attacks for a while, the contestants began to retreat from one another.

For the demigods and above, the time taken to determine a victor was short, but they wouldn't recklessly put their lives on the line. In a chaotic skirmish, the priority was not to defeat the enemy before them but to preserve their own safety and avoid ambushes.

In this melee, there was a shrinking circle mechanism, meaning the area available for the demigods to move about was becoming smaller, which in turn increased the likelihood of being ambushed during combat.

Gradually, they ceased their movements, all waiting for the next battle to erupt.

Originally, this would have maintained a period of relative peace.

However, a player seemed to have offended someone and was charging in from the outskirts of the map, energy swirling behind him!

This individual was clearly being pursued by several perfect-grade demigods.

Two serpentine, smoky tendrils spiraled around him, locking onto the player, while bolts of lightning continuously bombarded the area directly in front of him!

The Thunder targeted all possible escape routes, forcing the fleeing player to relinquish many life-saving items during his escape.

The young player's expression was extremely grim!

He was acutely sensing his surroundings, and then, suddenly, his form became semi-transparent, allowing him to evade the impact of a shadow!

The shadow morphed into mist and slowly reformed.

It was a woman dressed like an assassin; she smirked coldly, vanishing into thin air while continuing to wait for the opportunity to strike.

Clearly, this young man had three people focused on him!

He was on the verge of being eliminated!

Although Sterl wasn't concentrating on the contestants, his formidable mental attributes still allowed him to analyze the situation—there were only about twenty people left.

If the unfortunate soul being chased could just hold on a bit longer, he would enter the finals and significantly increase his rewards, but unfortunately, he wouldn't have that chance.

With this person's strength, there was no possibility of a comeback.

However…

Just as Sterl thought this, he was proven wrong.

"Don't push me!"

"Push you? What's it to us?"

"If you have the strength, just make your move!"

The young man received taunts from his pursuers, while the other players merely squinted, fixated on the few engaged in battle.

Anyone who appeared weak would become their target.

In the current situation, eliminating a player brought the remaining contestants one step closer to advancement.

"Fine, since it's come to this, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

The player smirked coldly and suddenly reached into his belongings.

He released three ice crystal spikes that shot upward into the sky!

"Let's all die together!"

He laughed maniacally as the three ice spikes hurtled toward Sterl's direction.

"You! What are you doing?"

"You've lost your mind!"

"Stop immediately!!"

In an instant, everyone reacted.

This guy was trying to provoke David into action!

Is this guy out of his mind?

Based on David's previous performances, the contestants could tell that his skills covered a wide area, and if David made a move, it wouldn't just be the provoking player who would die!

Everyone around him would suffer!

In fact, all the contestants could be in danger!

As for why players still dared to fight near David, it was because the shrinking arena was closing in at an alarming rate.

This was also part of the Hall of Valor's arrangement to prevent players from simply avoiding battles to slip into the top 16.

And as the Frost Spikes drew closer,

The air gradually crystallized with icy light.

The Arcane and curse energies that Sterl was contemplating began to warp.

Sterl's expression soured slightly; he was deep in thought about his skills when he was interrupted?

Seeking death!

Meanwhile, the players who had been chasing the young man were all filled with terror and quickly halted their attacks.

Then, these players, along with the others, rushed toward the Frost Spikes!

No matter what, they could not allow David to re-enter the fray!

Otherwise, they would all die.

"Block that madman!"

"Quick, stop that attack!"

…

Huh?

Sterl stood frozen, dumbfounded.

He was speechless!

They didn't even need me to intervene?

In the blink of an eye, the players had no time to gather their skills; they were terrified that David might act first, so they rushed in to block with their bodies!

An elder managed to expend a life-saving item to successfully intercept the three spikes!

He spat blood and slowly fell to the ground, while the others did not take the opportunity to attack but merely shot him a grateful glance.

If it weren't for the elder's sacrifice, they would all be doomed.

The young man who had initiated the chaos stood frozen in panic.

He didn't dare to make another move.

In his desperation, he had already used David as a weapon, which was basically asking for trouble.

To try it again? He didn't have the guts.

For a moment, silence fell once more around them.