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

Chapter 308: The Chaotic Zone

Countless blades of light whirled and sliced through the air.

Space shattered!

The floating shards of energy also fractured.

The hell players maintained their grins, while the [Tanscendence] players remained in a state of panic.

How could this mysterious demigod's charged attack, which took several seconds to prepare, yield such minimal results?

Despite being able to solidify the surrounding space and control all opposing forces, the fact that this technique required a significant amount of time to execute should not be underestimated!

But…

How could a mere mortal's rebellious blade possibly harm a god high in the heavens?

Wait…

No!

The expressions of both the hell players and the [Tanscendence] players barely had time to change, yet their pupils reflected a scene before them.

The faint red aura near the Archduke of Blood's arm—shattered!

Huh? Both sides of players paused for a moment.

Then, the Archduke of Blood's arm—

With a structure resembling scales,

shattered!

Revealing blood-soaked flesh.

What a powerful technique! No, wait! What just broke? Was the divine body's defense shattered??

The expressions of both groups began to shift from surprise to disbelief.

Then—

Flesh shattered!

Exposing radiant golden divine bones!

Finally—

The bones exploded!

The brilliant golden bones of the god shattered apart.

At this point…

The Archduke of Blood's arm had been directly cleaved into fragments!

The hell players wore expressions of utter disbelief; some even let out short, sharp screams from their throats…

They couldn't comprehend what was happening before their eyes…

The arm of a divine-level demon!

How could it be destroyed by a demigod??

Was it even reasonable for such a feat to be accomplished purely through the output of a Platinum Skill?

But Sterl answered their confusion.

In the next moment, the spatial blades swept through the area where the hell players stood like a hurricane.

This wave was different from the earlier clash with the divine-level demon's arm, where there had been a slight standoff.

It was like a gust of wind sweeping through tall grass.

Swish, swish, swish.

The hell players' forms froze in place, unable to move.

Once dead, there was no longer any confusion.

Their final expressions were a mix of delighted surprise, believing their enemies were undoubtedly doomed, and the shock of witnessing the divine-level demon's limbs being effortlessly pulverized.

Those two expressions intertwined created a hilariously absurd sight.

Ultimately, Sterl's skill continued to extend hundreds of miles before gradually coming to rest.

Everything around began to show signs of cracking…

The hell players and the space behind them shattered!

Turning into remnants of their former selves.

All that remained where they once stood were intricate, fine cracks in the space, slowly healing and forming patterns resembling rippling water, quite beautiful in their own right.

With that, everything had come to an end.

Sterl's sword also dissipated, and he calmly slipped one hand into his pocket, gazing into the distance with an air of nonchalance.

After this wave…

"I give myself full marks!"

Sterl felt a slight thrill inside, relishing the perfect display of bravado!

Breaking the norm, slaying his enemies!

A classic narrative within a narrative!

I love it!

At the same time, he was overjoyed; indeed, the value of Shattered Void was that high!

With the enhancement of the Flowing Water Thousand Cuts pushed to its potential limit, Shattered Void was enough for Sterl to annihilate pseudo-divine level enemies!

Under the extreme output granted by the threefold Law, facing a quasi-divine being that possessed Divine Power but lacked divine authority, Sterl could break through with sheer ferocity!

With such a move, Sterl had a trump card for the Valor Combatants tournament.

"However, I'm still a bit far from being able to crush those hidden strong players in the Hall of Valor."

"Some of them probably had the ability to defeat quasi-divine opponents even before their seclusion."

"And it's very likely that some have already reached the quasi-divine realm."

"The Hall of Valor doesn't circulate the knowledge of Platinum Skills that can utilize semi-transformed Divine Power, but that doesn't mean those reclusive experts haven't mastered such abilities."

Sterl pondered, gradually calming his emotions.

Meanwhile, the demigods from the Hall of Valor approached him with profound respect.

"Could it be that you have reached the Supreme realm?"

"May I ask who you are…"

Before Sterl could respond, the questioning player began to slap himself.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I shouldn't have asked that!"

"You must have a deeper purpose for disguising yourself!"

Then, other players gathered around: "This time, we will never forget your life-saving grace. If the Hall of Valor needs our assistance, please feel free to command us."

The players adopted a very humble posture, their expressions slightly uncontrolled, filled with deep reverence in their eyes.

They had seen other Supremes from the Hall of Valor before, but those individuals could never have any power to resist the arms of a divine-level demon.

The only explanation was that this Supreme before them must be some ancient being brought forth by the Valor Combatants tournament.

Perhaps he had already lingered at the demigod realm for hundreds of years, his foundations unfathomable.

Only someone of such caliber could unleash such powerful techniques!

They felt fortunate to have connected with this Supreme, and they were determined to cling to him without hesitation.

If this Supreme truly tasked them with some dangerous mission, the demigods would instead feel delighted and excited, knowing that even a small resource dropped by such a powerful being would be enough for them to feast.

However, Sterl was not particularly interested in these individuals.

Using the Shattered Void as a disguise, his strength was too overwhelming; associating it with the Twilight Guild would not be advantageous.

He had no desire to recruit these demigods for his own use, so he casually waved his hand.

"No need for that. I naturally had to step in to help when I encountered you this time."

"[Tanscendence] even specifically assigned me a mission, so I was already going to gain something from this."

As he spoke, a seven-colored orb appeared in Sterl's hand, radiating a soft glow that felt warm and brought a wonderful sense of reassurance.

"Is this the Sacred Loot Sphere?"

Someone beside him remarked.

Sterl had originally planned to ignore it, but the person suddenly continued, "My lord, you need not rush to open this."

"Oh? What do you mean?"

Sterl turned to look, immediately revealing an interest in his expression.

A short, gray-clad young man, resembling a dwarf, quickly stepped forward and said, "In this layer of hell, I've heard that the people from [Golden Kingdom] and [Ashen] discovered a chaotic zone!"

"There, the items produced by the [Tanscendence] system can appear in a state of chaos."

"Someone used a Sacred Loot Sphere and obtained two loot items!"

…

So, it means the rewards can be doubled?

Sterl's eyes lit up. He had originally intended to use a Fate Token to open the Sphere in front of him, and since he had acted so efficiently, Sterl had saved all the [Tanscendence] players.

The Sphere's quality had reached [Perfect]. If he could exploit this so-called chaotic zone to exploit a bug, a double portion of perfect Spheres would undoubtedly yield significant profits!

"Explain in detail." Sterl said succinctly.

Then, the group of demigods quickly began to share what they knew.

Amidst their chatter, Sterl gathered a wealth of information.

The [Golden Kingdom] and [Ashen] were two factions similar to the Hall of Valor, also comprising multiple divine entities that trained their subordinates and incubated new gods.

Expanding into the layer of hell was a lucrative endeavor, one that the Hall of Valor alone clearly could not handle.

The other organizations within the Crystal Barrier Galaxy sought to get a share of the pie.

Additionally, these demigods informed Sterl that the Crystal Barrier Galaxy they were in was called Alpha-6, and that the Hall of Valor was a top-tier organization, nearly the strongest faction around.

In total, there were sixteen Hall of Valor-level factions dividing the entire Crystal Barrier Galaxy.

These organizations often collaborated and competed, but generally, only divine-level or higher beings could participate in joint operations among multiple factions.

However, this current endeavor to expand into hell was prompted by the fall of divine-level demons. Theoretically, it only attracted some demigod demons, who were deemed beneath the notice of the divine-level powerhouses, which was why demigods from various organizations were collaborating with each other.

Such circumstances were extremely rare.

Moreover, it was said that above the sixteen organizations, there existed a governing body overseeing them.

That entity was immensely powerful, with even the weakest members possessing divine strength. Their purpose in Alpha-6 was simply to screen for individuals with sufficient potential to ascend to the upper realms of the Crystal Barrier Galaxy.

As for what the upper realm is...

That's something not even demigods can comprehend.

They had only heard that...

Only by entering the upper realm can one become a truly transcendent "player"—

Navigating through various worlds with a game-like mentality.

As for the chaotic zone, it was simply explained as an area filled with a strange energy.

The Hall of Valor had no records of such a peculiar situation, but it was found that many items there would gain additional effects, both negative and positive.

The Sacred Loot Sphere, in particular, had a considerable chance of yielding multiple loot items.

"I see…"

Sterl nodded thoughtfully.

He was quite interested in the various organizations at the same level as the Hall of Valor, as well as the so-called "upper realm" and "players," but he couldn't extract much information from these demigods.

In the end, he only inquired about the coordinates of the chaotic zone before choosing to bid farewell to them.

Before parting, Sterl casually checked the bodies of the hellish players to see what they had dropped. Since they were from a completely hostile faction, killing these players not only granted him additional loot rewards but also directly provided experience points.

He felt his experience bar rise significantly.

"If I can keep farming hostile faction players, leveling up to legendary status shouldn't take long!"

Sterl felt a surge of excitement.

He sensed that he was not far from becoming legendary!

He had already gathered enough legend points for the golden skill; he just needed one more level and improved proficiency in his arcane skills...

Just then, as he was about to open the Loot Spheres dropped by the hellish players, he suddenly noticed something in his cheat vision—