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

Chapter 281: The Curse of the Law Seed, Acquired!

But those demigods didn't know!

They looked at the mysterious demigod, whose expression seemed to convey that "everything is unfolding according to my plan."

The demigods were truly frightened!

Rationality told them that fighting against the mysterious demigod would surely be a death sentence.

Emotion told them that they were too scared; they truly didn't dare to take action.

Under such immense pressure…

Thud!

One demigod knelt on the ground, exclaiming, "Wait! Spare me!"

"Isn't your goal to refine the divine-level boss? You've already achieved that!"

"Killing us would be pointless!"

"I am backed by the Sun God; if you let me go, I can persuade my deity to grant you a substantial amount of resources."

…

One by one, the demigods begged for mercy.

Some even offered generous deals.

"Spare me, and I will prepare a special space for understanding Law Power. It was a chance I stumbled upon."

"I have a Platinum-level skill book! Trade it for my life!"

"My lord, I have an Iridescent-level skill quest line; I beg you, give me a chance!"

…

To be fair, the offers made by these demigods under the threat of death were quite tempting.

It can only be said that everyone who became a demigod had their own opportunities, each possessing some fortune.

But Sterl was unmoved; keeping the information confidential was far more important.

He allowed these individuals to be refined by the great array.

And amusingly…

These demigods, who had previously appeared so noble and extraordinary in front of those peak legendary players, now allowed themselves to be refined without even the courage to resist.

Soon…

Crash!

The blood-red light points surged more violently, even forming waves of energy.

"No! Don't!"

"I refuse to accept this!"

"How can I die here?"

…

Some of the weaker, incomplete demigods had already collapsed to the ground, transformed into countless blood-red threads that surged into the sky.

The complete demigods, although their eyes were red with despair and they felt they would be next, were too terrified to make any move to resist.

They could only continue to plead.

At this moment, Sterl found himself in a bit of a dilemma.

Mainly, he was already right next to the demigods; what should he do now?

Standing still felt a bit foolish, lacking any flair or bravado.

Saying a few harsh words in a situation where victory was assured felt a bit low.

Not cool at all!

Fortunately, someone came to his rescue.

The previously arrogant Curse Girl, Rosalie, upon seeing Sterl's figure, seemed to have made a certain decision, and her expression changed dramatically.

She suddenly lunged forward, taking a few steps before kneeling on the ground.

"Please! Don't kill me!"

"Spare me! My mother is the Goddess of Curses; if you kill me, she won't let you go! She will definitely seek revenge!"

"Just let me go, and I'll pay any price."

"When I go back, I can offer you several Platinum-level skill books!"

"Yes! Valor Contribution Points! I still have over 20,000 Valor Contribution Points that I can give you!"

"As long as you sign a contract with me to ensure I don't die!"

But Sterl remained cold and indifferent, secretly grateful—

The process of showing off needed some interaction!

At the same time, Sterl found it amusing…

These demigods were quite shrewd; all their offers were essentially IOUs, contingent on their return to the Hall of Valor or ensuring their safety before they delivered on their promises.

Who would dare to believe that?

Of course, for the demigods, directly offering life-saving money would be tantamount to seeking death, for that would render them completely useless to the mysterious demigod.

As Rosalie begged for mercy, time dragged on for a few more seconds, and there was not a single demigod left standing.

Now even the complete demigods could no longer hold on; only a few with hidden cards remained barely able to endure…

Seeing that Sterl was unmoved, the last few demigods showed desperate, fierce expressions. They gathered their energy once more, preparing to unleash their final skills.

The demigods were not short of courage; they intended to bite back before dying.

However…

A shield suddenly appeared.

Sterl was enveloped in a faint Star Radiance; it was the Protection Power of the Star Radiance Dragon that had activated!

Sterl wasn't foolish; even dealing with a few exhausted demigods combining their attacks would be difficult, and it could easily disrupt the perfect atmosphere he was trying to maintain.

So he decided to activate his invulnerability skill.

Sure enough, several Platinum-level skills, appearing impressive with flashes of lightning, roaring thunder, and blazing flames, surged forth but left no trace on the shield in front of Sterl, dissipating into the air.

On the contrary, the resisting demigods, having activated their skills early, weakened their bodies and could not withstand the array, being refined into blood-red threads.

Seeing this, the other demigods who were itching to take action fell into despair and knelt on the ground.

Meanwhile, the Star Radiance Dragon on Sterl's side fell into a slumber, awaiting revival.

At that moment…

Rosalie suddenly went mad, throwing herself at Sterl's feet: "My lord, spare me! I can do anything."

The demigod who usually acted so domineeringly and disregarded the lives of others was now exceptionally eager to cling to her own life. ?%?@?#?-#?+???-?#?-

"I really can't die; I truly need to live."

Rosalie tore away the veil from her body, revealing her perfectly sculpted form. Her physique was so flawless it resembled a divine sculpture chiseled by the gods themselves.

Even though Rosalie's body bore strange scars, those marks formed an aesthetically pleasing pattern that resembled tattoos, adding a touch of allure.

"I can give you anything you want, including myself."

She pleaded desperately.

Rosalie appeared pitiable, even exuding a hint of seduction that captivated some of the demigods in their weakened state, causing them to display expressions of obsession.

They couldn't help but reflect…

Who would have thought that Rosalie, a name that inspired immense fear, could have such a side, revealing herself in this way?

Unfortunately, even though Sterl leaned down, he merely wiped away Rosalie's tears gently: "Relax; it will be over soon, and you won't feel any pain."

"Don't rush; take a deep breath and release your mental pressure. That's right, follow my lead."

Such words sent a wave of terror across Rosalie and the other demigods.

This person is a creep!

They instantly regretted…

Not for challenging a divine-level boss, but for having crossed paths with someone like him.

Someone like this…

Is a monster in their own right!!

Seeing this, Sterl felt quite satisfied.

He was merely mimicking the classic villain archetypes from various literary works before his transmigration, never expecting such a good effect.

This trip to Heavenly Curtain Canyon was a tremendous success!

The great array refining divine-level beings yielded high rewards.

Intimidating a group of demigods and maximizing emotional value dissipated all the gloom Sterl felt due to his guild being hunted down.

Crash!

Just as Sterl finished his performance, the last few demigods being refined let out short, anguished cries before vanishing into thin air.

Rosalie, her gaze filled with despair, suddenly noticed that as the blood-red energy was about to refine her to the brink of collapse, it abruptly stopped, seemingly sparing her.

She watched helplessly as the others transformed into blood-red threads…

And she, after waiting several seconds, remained safe and sound.

"I did it!"

Rosalie's eyes sparkled with surprise.

Could it be that in the end, it was my beauty that saved me? Or was it that she feared my "mother"?

"Alright, alright!" A trace of malice flickered in Rosalie's heart.

Once she left the array, her "mother" would soon capture this demigod.

Her curse power would make sure to treat him well.

"A hundred years, no! A thousand years!"

"I want this demigod to live until the end of his lifespan, enduring my torment the entire time!"

A glimmer of joy and madness flashed in her eyes.

Of course, Rosalie still maintained a demure appearance at that moment.

She suddenly noticed the mysterious demigod approaching, and Rosalie intentionally exposed her bare curves, adopting a somewhat shy pose.

Rosalie wanted to say something…

But the next second.

Thud!

A blade pierced through her body.

It was the Rain Curtain Sword, enhanced by Arcane Law.

The intense pain caused Rosalie's eyes to widen.

"W-why?"

All hope was crushed, and confusion flickered in her eyes.

What did this mysterious demigod mean?

Toying with her?

Was it all a ruse to give her hope, only to kill her anyway?

"You… are you out of your mind?!"

Rosalie spat out her last words.

Why not just refine me directly in the array?

Killing me wouldn't yield anything useful, would it?

Why torment me?

Fine…

If I retain even a shred of consciousness afterward, I will definitely seek revenge on you!

Finally, with a flick of Sterl's hands, a flurry of sword flowers erupted, and Rosalie was sliced into countless fragments.

Though the fragments were devoid of life force, they were still refined into points of light by the array's waste utilization…

Sterl casually tossed out a Fate Token, and a brilliant golden light revealed a list before his eyes.

He quickly made the choice he had already decided upon.

[You have activated the Fate Token and triggered the effect of the skill [Consume]. You have gained [Law Power: Curse].]

Instantly, a faint purple light flowed into Sterl's body.

"Not bad."

Sterl nodded with a smile, knowing he could not let Rosalie go.

He spared her from immediate refinement because he wanted to kill her and use the Fate Token to obtain the seed of the Curse Law.

Sterl opened his panel, nodding in satisfaction.

Sure enough, a seed of Curse Law appeared, identical to the Moon Law he had encountered before.

With just a bit of blood force, he could evolve the seed into a flawed version of the Curse Law.

This way, he would have both Laws for his Silent Domain.

With the blessing of dual Law Powers and the harmony of Platinum-level skills, one plus one would undoubtedly be greater than two!