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

Chapter 548 The Appearance of a Powerful Deity, One Power Conquers All Techniques!

The temptation had been laid out, the threats had been delivered, and even a few legendary figures had personally demonstrated that leaving Orichalcum and joining Ashen not only guaranteed safety from elimination but also promised rewards, positions of power, and even exemption from participating in the current war.

Such an enticing offer, though many could feel something was amiss with the behavior of the few legends who had just defected, Boris's betrayal was irrefutable. It was clear that this was no mere trick by Ashen—if it were, the gods of Orichalcum would have already stepped forward to refute it. Furthermore, some of the people who knew the truth understood that Boris had indeed betrayed Orichalcum and had nearly led the kingdom into an unimaginable abyss. With this traitor's revelation, Orichalcum's chances of winning this battle seemed increasingly slim.

Soon, the entire army began to stir with unrest. Witnessing this turn of events, Boris appeared particularly exhilarated, a sinister grin curling at the corners of his mouth.

Sterl, though having learned about Ashen's plan through Boris beforehand, was still somewhat shocked by the effectiveness of the strategy when he saw it play out. This was nothing less than a blatant scheme—Boris's betrayal was not a rumor, but a fact. For Orichalcum, the morale blow was devastating. What made it worse was that Boris was not just any deity; he was second only to Eterna in terms of power and influence.

On top of that, after his betrayal, he had been heavily favored by Ashen, appointed as the head of their temple, given an extremely high position, and granted vast powers—this was a direct, crushing blow. Adding to that were the undercover Ashen legends, who had now put on a grand show in front of everyone. This expertly staged performance had dealt a severe blow to Orichalcum's morale and resolve, creating chaos in their ranks and significantly reducing their fighting strength.

"This psychological warfare is truly devious," Sterl thought with interest, watching the unfolding scene. He couldn't help but wonder which god of conspiracy was behind this plot. However, what intrigued him more was how Eterna and the others would respond.

After all, if the morale of the army could not be stabilized in time, the entire legion was bound to collapse. And when Ashen launched its full-scale assault, they would have no means of defense. The royal city would be directly exposed to the enemy's advance.

At this moment, Eterna's face was dark with fury as he watched the arrogant Boris. The murderous intent in his heart almost materialized. He had never imagined that Boris would betray him, and even worse, to turn against his former kingdom with such insidious cunning and ruthless determination.

However, despite his anger, Eterna was not overly panicked. It seemed as though he had already anticipated such a situation.

He surveyed the unstable army below and noticed many soldiers beginning to waver, tempted to defect to Ashen's side. Slowly, Eterna stepped forward, and in an instant, his Divine Power surged outward.

A powerful aura, no less than Boris's own, erupted from Eterna, suppressing Boris's presence entirely.

"A defeated general dares to be so arrogant? Even your Ashen Temple's Terran was slain by my Orichalcum's War God, and now you dare to spout such nonsense? You are only deceiving yourself!" Eterna's voice rang out, firm and unyielding. "There has never been failure in the history of Orichalcum, not in the past, and it shall never happen now!"

As his words fell, a massive pressure descended upon the royal city. It was as though a tidal wave of force surged forward, and the sky above darkened as countless clouds and mist gathered rapidly over the city.

In the next moment, a face formed from swirling clouds and mist slowly materialized. Despite being made of vapor, the face appeared lifelike, captivating everyone's attention. Boris's expression flickered with alarm as he stared at the ethereal visage.

The face slowly opened its eyes, and at that instant, everyone felt an overwhelming pressure, as if an enormous mountain had been placed upon them. Breathing became labored, and an intense weight pressed down on their chests.

"Any force that seeks to oppose the Orichalcum Kingdom shall be struck down with destruction."

The godly face spoke in a deep, resonating voice, and suddenly, an invisible force descended upon Boris. His body trembled as he attempted to activate his Divine Power to resist, but it was as if he were a grasshopper trapped in a spatial prison—his movements were completely paralyzed.

A destructive wave of energy erupted from the eyes of the divine face. As the wave surged forward, countless shackles materialized, trying to bind and weaken the force. Yet, despite the struggle, the force struck Boris with pinpoint accuracy.

"Pfft!!"

Boris's eyes bulged, his body covered in countless fine wounds. His internal organs were utterly shattered, reduced to a pulpy mess. His breath plummeted as if he had fallen off a cliff, his energy crashing to the ground.

"Strong... so strong... Divine Power... how... how is this possible?" Boris gasped, his voice strained and filled with disbelief.

He stared at the face in the sky, trying to speak, but his vision blurred and his Divine Power failed to support him. In the blink of an eye, he fell from the sky, crashing heavily to the ground. In the midst of countless shocked gazes, Boris fell with a thud, and his fate remained uncertain—alive or dead, no one knew.

At this moment, the entire battlefield fell silent. The Orichalcum army, which had been in a state of unrest just moments ago, suddenly calmed. Eyes wide open, they watched in stunned disbelief as Boris—who had almost been killed instantly—crashed to the earth, while the terrifying face still loomed in the sky.

From Boris's final words, it seemed... this was the existence of an incredibly powerful Divine Power—the kind of strength spoken of in legends!

Orichalcum's kingdom actually had such a powerful deity watching over it. And from the looks of it, even the suppression of the world's will couldn't completely weaken the power of this mighty Divine Power. At least, for weaker Divine Powers, this would be a definite, overwhelming weapon!

Now, not only were the Orichalcum forces stunned, but even the gods of Ashen were left speechless. A divine being of such strength had directly intervened. Wasn't this like cheating or activating a cheat code!?

Though they also had powerful deities, they were in the upper realms, and to intervene in the lower realms came with a tremendous cost. Could it be that Orichalcum had truly gone all out, or did they possess some ability to counteract the world's suppression?

Whatever the case, it was an extremely frightening prospect. Especially if it was the latter—if Orichalcum could bypass the world's suppression, then this battle could no longer be fought.

Sterl, looking up at the enormous face in the sky, felt his emotions stir. So this is the power of a divine being at the level of Divine Power?

This was the first time he had witnessed such a display of strength from a god. Even with the world's will pressing down, the power unleashed was still beyond what he could hope to resist. Of course, if he were to use fifteen times the Dream Power from Illusory Dream, that might be a different story.

The face slowly scanned the battlefield, taking in both Orichalcum's army and Ashen's forces. The overwhelming pressure in the air stilled everyone—no one dared make a move.

However, just as suddenly as it had appeared, the face began to dissipate, and the sky returned to its original state. But where Boris had once stood, full of arrogance and confidence, he now lay crumpled on the ground, his breath faint and his energy all but drained.

At this moment, a two-authority god quickly appeared and hurriedly carried the severely wounded Boris away. If Boris wasn't treated in time, he would surely die. And if that happened, Ashen's morale would plummet, possibly causing their forces to collapse as well.

At that moment, several piercing screams rang out, followed by the sound of severed heads falling from the sky, landing at the center of the battlefield. Everyone quickly focused their attention on the heads, using various means to get a closer look. To their shock, these were none other than the heads of the legendary figures who had just defected from the Orichalcum army to join Ashen!

Were they killed so quietly and effortlessly, right under Ashen's very nose?

Instantly, the Orichalcum army—whose morale had been wavering—completely calmed down. A sense of relief and fear swept over them. If they had given in to the temptation to defect earlier, abandoning Orichalcum, they likely would have been dead by now, with no trace left of them.

Eterna, whose morale and command had been restored, stood calmly and coldly, his face an emotionless mask. He raised his hand and pointed at Ashen's forces in the distance.

"Orichalcum will never be defeated! Anyone who stands in our way will be destroyed!"

The words sent a ripple through the entire army, with every soldier roaring in unison. They shouted to release the fear within them, as if the louder they screamed, the more they could prove their loyalty to Orichalcum and ensure they wouldn't be suspected of any betrayal or thoughts of defection to Ashen.

As they shouted, their morale surged, and there was no doubt left that Ashen's psychological tactics had completely failed. Worse, they had nearly lost Boris in the process!

Sterl watched with a look of admiration, marveling at the scene.

"So this is what they mean by One power conquers all techniques?" he muttered. "The effect is indeed overwhelming."

He hadn't expected Orichalcum to use such a method to break the situation. With the overwhelming might of a powerful divine being, they had suppressed the turmoil within their ranks and decisively crushed Boris. This demonstrated, at least on the surface, that Orichalcum was powerful—immensely powerful—and could not possibly be defeated.

Then, as a further show of dominance, Orichalcum sent their elite forces to eliminate the so-called "traitors," sending a clear message: even if one defected to Ashen, they would be hunted down and eradicated by Orichalcum!

This straightforward, brutal approach was, without a doubt, the most effective method. It shut down any thoughts of rebellion and silenced any potential traitors, ensuring that no one dared to entertain such ideas.

As for how those legendary figures were killed, Sterl saw through the map module that several strange beings, seemingly merging with the very fabric of space, were responsible. They appeared to be one of Orichalcum's hidden trump cards—silent and nearly invisible, they seemed to have melded with the space itself, undetectable even to gods. It was no wonder they had been able to take out the traitors so easily.