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

Chapter 372: Chapter 372: The Deadlock of the Divine-Level Demon

The two deities were concerned about what kind of tactics this divine-level demon would employ next, and their bodies immediately radiated with iridescent light.

Their target was not just Rog himself, but also the spatial tunnel nearby!

In this expansion event's layer of hell, the three deities had firmly sealed it using formations left behind by the figures from the upper realms.

Rather than engage in a drawn-out struggle with Rog in the spatial tunnel, it would be far better to force him back into the layer of hell! They could then trap the Lord of Evil Spirits like a turtle in a jar and deal with him at their leisure!

In the blink of an eye, countless grids made of mirrors and radiant streams of light surged forth.

Rog felt overwhelmed.

He had already exhausted all his minions in the previous ambush.

Now... he could only rely on his iridescent-level skills to fight back.

But even then, he couldn't possibly match up against two respected deities.

There existed an implicit power limit in the lower realm; whether divine-level demons or deities, they could typically only attain a level of weak Divine Power.

Trying to enhance one's strength through normal cultivation was nearly impossible, as the rate of progress would plummet to a fraction of its original rate.

For instance, in Alpha 8, beings above the weak Divine Power level had either killed a vast number of divine-level entities and refined their essence to ascend or were ancient deities that had existed during a time when the lower realm had no power limits.

However, whenever these gods or divine-level demons were questioned about those bygone days, they would display extreme pain and terror!

It was as if they had encountered a nightmare.

They had long forgotten the state of the lower realm; their memories had been severed between the upper and lower worlds, and the only effective information they could provide was that it seemed a particularly catastrophic event had led to the current situation.

Because of this, the combat differences among divine-level beings were generally not vast.

In a one-on-two scenario, the Lord of Evil Spirits was bound to lose.

His soul trembled slightly, and then suddenly, he began to accumulate power! He ignited the sea of corpses within his body!

Rog unleashed an iridescent-level skill that transformed into a gigantic Smoke Dragon, roaring and howling as it surged forward!

Faced with beams of laser composed of countless mirrors, the dragon pushed through with sheer force, charging toward the deities of the main world!

Earlier, Rog had depleted all the minions he had saved.

This time, if he wanted to extract power, he would have to resort to a different strategy.

Rog's life form was quite unique; it was a being forged from the remains and souls of countless powerful warriors. Originally, Rog lacked any self-awareness until the endless corpses piled up his strength to the divine level, granting him consciousness.

At this moment, as he ignited the countless remnants of powerful souls he had absorbed, Rog's entire body shrank by nearly one-third. With this exaggerated enhancement, countless mirrors were shattered in an instant! The lasers barely scratched the Smoke Dragon, causing it to feel like mere tickles.

In the end…

Roar!!

The giant dragon roared as it charged into the body of the deity from the Golden Kingdom!

Like Marlon, he was rapidly consumed by the countless skulls formed from the remnants of powerful souls, suffering severe injuries in a single encounter!

However, the two injured deities displayed strange smiles.

The Lord of Evil Spirits struggled desperately, injuring both deities from the main world, but this was merely the result of his frantic efforts, while the deities had yet to use any trump cards and had only relied on conventional means.

Moreover...

All of Rog's counterattacks were borne by the deity from the Golden Kingdom alone. Although he was heavily wounded, another golden beam blasted through the spatial tunnel, melting it down!

Everything around fell into extreme chaos, with spatial turbulence surging violently.

A divine-level demon could withstand spatial turbulence, but in such conditions, the Lord of Evil Spirits could not control where he would be teleported.

Rog saw a dazzling golden formation shining within the space.

Originally, the Lord of Evil Spirits was about to randomly arrive in another world, but unexpectedly, that formation forcefully bounced him back!

In a moment of daze, when his consciousness returned, he found himself plummeting from a great height!

His body, which had been made of ethereal mist, reformed into a mountain of corpses, albeit significantly smaller.

At that moment, Rog noticed Licitris looking up in surprise at this scene.

The Succubus Queen quickly revealed a cold smile, gathering her hostile skills, preparing to deal a devastating blow to Rog.

However, just before the skills could erupt, Licitris realized something, withdrew to the side, and instead blocked above the Lord of Evil Spirits, raising a shield.

The Succubus Queen easily sensed the energy fluctuations from the skills of the main world emanating from Rog.

She understood that the three gods of the main world had a huge appetite; they aimed to push Rog back toward themselves, and with surrounding sealing formations, they wanted to devour both divine-level demons together.

Boom!

The massive body of the Lord of Evil Spirits crashed onto the ground.

Countless players under the Succubus Queen were ground into a pulp, caught in a control spell meant to sacrifice them to Mephistopheles for slaughter, with no chance to evade, only to be crushed into meat paste.

Their final thought before dying was —

Finally, liberation!

Compared to temporarily clinging to life and watching their enemy Mephistopheles enjoy the Succubus Queen's body, it was better to die; after all, they wouldn't be alive for much longer anyway!

...

At this moment, Rog slowly stood up.

"Licitris, we are going to fight side by side again."

The Lord of Evil Spirits still wanted to get closer, but he noticed the Succubus Queen tightly hugging Mephistopheles and casting him a disdainful glance.

"Stay away from me, and stay away from Mephistopheles."

"This time, we are merely seeking survival together."

After saying this, the Succubus Queen sighed, "Run."

She waved her hand, lifting the spatial blockade.

Below, among Licitris's players, only about one-tenth remained free, as they had not attacked Sterl.

Immediately, these demigod-level demons and players fled for their lives.

They could guess what was about to happen next: a divine battle. Unlike the previous mutual probing between Licitris and Rog, the three deities from the main world would spare no effort in hunting down divine-level demons.

The opposition between the infernal camp and the main world camp meant that as long as they killed a divine-level entity from the other side, they would surely be able to increase their own strength. A great calamity was approaching; the deities from the main world knew that if they did not fight, they would surely die, and they would bring out all their trump cards!

Ordinary demigod demons, including those Supreme-level beings, understood that staying behind would only result in being easily killed by the aftershocks.

Only Sterl remained calm, still lying in Licitris's embrace.

"Even if I let you go, you probably won't escape."

"I'm sorry, but you'll have to stay with me."

Licitris's expression was cold and resolute.

However, even in this situation, the natural instincts of the Succubus Queen's body still subtly writhed, providing Sterl with an incredibly intriguing sensation, their bodies pressed tightly against each other.

Sterl's lower body was directly wedged between Licitris's legs.

Any slight movement from the Succubus Queen would bring him considerable stimulation.

At this moment, Sterl had endured for a long time. He was even forced to invoke Destructive Light in the mental realm to keep himself calm.

"No problem."

"We'll figure out a way to get back together." It was precisely because he managed to calm himself down that Sterl spoke up to gain more favor, though internally he was plotting that since the deities of the main world were blocking the space, he could still use a forced escape device to get away. At that point, Licitris would just have to cover for him...

The Succubus Queen, however, was unaware of her beloved's thoughts; she was simply filled with worry.

Her earlier overemphasis on Mephistopheles made it likely that the deities of the main world would seek opportunities to capture him, pressuring the Succubus Queen into revealing vulnerabilities.

Thus, the only way Licitris could protect Mephistopheles was to keep him close; their fates would be intertwined.

She sighed softly, feeling quite distressed.

Licitris continued to infuse power into the protective shield above, reinforcing it. After the initial chaos, Rog also arrived at the other side of the shield, channeling his Divine Power into it.

At this moment, Sterl fell silent...

He didn't understand how the situation had escalated so quickly.

How did I get involved in a divine battle?

However...

Sterl couldn't help but feel a sudden urge to take advantage of the chaotic situation.

If...

A divine-level entity truly fell during this divine battle, could he seize the opportunity to land the final blow and then activate Fate Token and [Consume]?

Moreover...

With three main world deities fighting two divine-level demons, wasn't Licitris's side destined to lose?

It seemed he truly had a chance to take advantage of the situation.

I'll take the gamble!

Sterl made up his mind.

And the next moment...

Before he could even comprehend the situation without ascending to godhood, the shadows of the three main world deities suddenly appeared, standing on the outer side of the protective shield, cold smiles etched on their faces.

"What's the point? Just a dying struggle!"

"Break it for me!"

They had long investigated Licitris's abilities and produced a peculiar item targeting the shield; it resembled a miniature red hammer with small wings on either side of its head.

The Lord of Evil Spirits Rog's expression changed drastically, and Licitris's face also turned pale.

Rog realized that the deities of the main world had already returned to a state of full power; hadn't just a few seconds passed?

His desperate strike, the one that consumed his essence, had been completely in vain!

In truth, the three main world deities were brimming with confidence. The two who had returned to the upper realms were quite loyal, and due to the sudden events, they had left behind a few resources for the three gods.

This included the formation that had initially tracked Solomon and a special recovery potion from the upper realms that helped the two deities of the Hall of Valor from the Golden Kingdom to rapidly restore their strength.

At this moment, Licitris was also in a state of panic.

She couldn't recognize the small hammer-like item, but she sensed an extremely sharp aura emanating from it, one that could greatly counter shield-type skills!