Awakening：The Infinite Evolution of My Talent as a Low-Level Awakener Chapter 292: The Fall of the Supreme! The Birth of a Pseudo-

Sterl instantly felt his energy being almost completely drained.

Fortunately, he had already taken an [Energy Surge Capsule].

Everyone present saw the Supre being emanating a platinum-colored light, summoning a massive blue-green hamr. The hamr was so enormous it seed to cover the sky, putting everyone within its attack range, yet it was firmly locked onto the Twilight Guild's leader alone.

At the sa ti...

There was sothing strange about the hamr's attack...

It felt as though the strike had already landed before the skill was fully condensed and unleashed again.

This reverse causality effect was sothing that couldn't be achieved rely by the Power of Law.

This was the difference between a Supre and a demigod!

Their techniques could inherently crush all beings below the divine!

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A Supre was the king of the mortal world!

However...

Suddenly, the sky darkened abruptly.

All the players felt as if they were in a purgatory, surrounded by endless wailing and dying lives. Everything seed to be wrapped in a bizarre curse, gnawing and clinging to them.

Every form of energy began to dissipate and turn into bubbles within this eerie realm, including the massive hamr summoned by the Supre!

Wait, what??

Including the Supre's technique??

Everyone who witnessed this scene imdiately showed expressions of disbelief.

Even though they themselves were severely weakened, collapsed on the ground with multiple curse buffs and their skills completely sealed, barely able to stand.

The emotional shock they felt couldn't compare to the fact that the Supre's skill had been nullified!

Even another Supre couldn't easily erase the skill of an equal!

The Supre himself couldn't help but be deeply shaken.

No way, what kind of monster is this? I just advanced and I run into sothing like this?

Regret bubbled up in his heart; he shouldn't have co to seize this 3S-ranked guild.

Without hesitation, the Supre decisively fled.

His speed was astonishing, and in the blink of an eye, he had already flown high into the sky.

However...

Though the people present couldn't understand, Sterl had already unleashed a combination attack thanks to the Energy Surge Capsule.

Under The End of All Things, nearly all of the Supre's skills were completely sealed, forcing him to escape using only his agility.

Sterl unleashed countless Flowing Water blades, which surged forward like a school of fish!

Then, like homing birds, they all pierced into the Supre's body!

The Supre, who was majestic just a mont—or even a split second—ago, could only widen his eyes slightly before—

Boom!

A rain of blood mist fell gently, landing on everyone's side, reflecting their stunned faces.

At this mont, Sterl endured the intense pain. He used his small world to place the Fire of Ten Thousand Souls directly into his mouth, igniting it. The high temperature seared his mouth, causing considerable discomfort.

Fortunately, the soul power from the Fire of Ten Thousand Souls was rapidly absorbed by him, compensating for the side effects caused by the Energy Surge Capsule.

About a second later, Sterl returned to normal. The burns in his mouth were healed by the life force reservoir. The Fire of Ten Thousand Souls remained hidden, and Sterl appeared as if he had casually unleashed his skills throughout, seemingly ignoring the consumption, his deanor impeccable.

He maintained his usual composure.

By now, the effects of The End of All Things had ended. The protection system of the Hall of Valor quickly restored the players' life force and cleared various debuffs.

This protection system had a slight delay in activation. When faced with instantaneous, large-area skills like Silent Domain, it couldn't rescue the players before they were affected.

However, Sterl wouldn't be penalized for this, as the Hall of Valor didn't strictly prohibit the use of large-area skills that might incidentally affect other players.

Though their physical injuries were fully healed, the players remained bewildered.

They felt as if they had just witnessed...

What?

A Supre being slain just like that??

It's known that a demigod could leave their na in the Hall of Valor, and most legends would note these individuals to avoid offending them.

But Supres held an even higher status in the Hall of Valor, each with the potential to ascend to godhood.

And now, a newly minted Supre who hadn't even registered his na was gone just like that??

Moreover...

This Supre had ntioned that the Twilight Guild's third-class leader was extrely powerful and had previously killed many demigods.

All these absurdities stacked together.

But the players present could only draw one conclusion.

I don't believe it!

"This must be an illusion!"

"We must be under the control of so demigod trying to seize the Twilight Guild."

"Fake! It's definitely fake!"

...

The mbers of the Twilight Guild and so onlookers were still utterly bewildered and confused, but the demigod guild mbers from earlier were losing their minds, shouting loudly.

To these people, the most unacceptable outco was the Twilight Guild being so powerful that it killed all invaders!

That would an certain death for them, having already deeply offended the Twilight Guild.

As these legendary players shouted loudly, others were swayed by their fervor, thinking their reasoning made sense.

Yeah.

A third-class guild leader slaying a bunch of demigods and then a Supre?

If this illusion is fake, at least make it believable.

Just then...

Boom!!

A platinum-colored teor shot down from the sky, causing shock waves upon impact.

All the players had to step back, shielding their faces with their hands. Before they could react to what had happened, a notification from the [Transcendence] system appeared.

[World mourns, for a being with the potential to ascend to godhood has fallen here!]

[His remains will form a new Pseudo-Platinum (incomplete) skill, which will be the only trace he leaves in this world.]

[World mourns...]

...

The [Transcendence] broadcast repeated continuously.

At the sa ti, a platinum-colored light shone brilliantly, like a star splitting the heavens.

The expressions of the players present grew increasingly dazed and bewildered.

Illusions can fake anything, but the [Transcendence] ga system cannot be faked. The simplest way to test this was for soone to log out and log back in based on the notification.

The fact was, a Supre had fallen, and his legacy was an incomplete Platinum skill.

At this mont...

While everyone was still in a state of confusion, the aura around the guild leader surged, as if he had lifted his disguise. His appearance reverted to that of the demigod who had previously fought for the Twilight Guild.

Instantly...

As all the players hesitated, the mbers of the Twilight Guild were the first to kneel one by one.

"Master! We knew you would act!"

"We have endured in silence for an entire month."

"We knew you wouldn't abandon us."

...

They fervently proclaid their loyalty, their eyes filled with fanaticism.

Sterl smiled slightly, knowing that their hearts could be relied upon. Having saved the Twilight Guild from the brink multiple tis, even the most desperate situations would now leave the remaining mbers with a glimr of hope...

That another miracle would occur.

After this battle, there was no need to worry about the guild mbers' loyalty.

anwhile, the sisters Sosia and Sonis remained silent, letting Sterl take the spotlight and allowing their master to shine.

As for the onlookers, although their pupils shrank in shock, their first reaction was clear.

Shouldn't we run now??

Earlier, I was one of those mocking the mbers of the Twilight Guild.

Now that they were in a position of power, wouldn't they seek revenge?

However, Sterl simply frowned, waved his hand, and countless blades of Flowing Water filled the area.

"Did I say you could leave?"

Swish!

It wasn't just a threat; Sterl controlled the blades of Flowing Water to wreak havoc around the area, instantly slicing the fastest fleeing players to pieces.

In the process...

Sterl also took care of four demigods lurking high above, who seed to be from the sa faction as the fallen Supre, swiftly killing them.

Simultaneously, he secretly used his Hall of Valor permissions to revoke the status and ranks of these players, turning them into non-mbers of the Hall of Valor.

Sterl wasn't worried that his bold actions would cause any controversy.

With the power of a Supre, he had the authority to kill ordinary players at will.

Imdiately, the players froze in terror, their movents halted.

The demigod guild mbers who had hoped to escape in the chaos turned pale with fear!

Quickly, so of them decisively knelt down, kowtowing desperately.

"Spare ! I was coerced by my guild leader to target you. I'm willing to sign a slave contract, just spare my life!"

"Please, spare ! I'll sign a slave contract too!"

"I'm willing to give up all my equipnt and items."

...

These legendary players pleaded loudly, even outbidding each other in desperation.

Eventually, they were willing to give up everything just for a chance to live.

Seeing this, the mbers of the Twilight Guild felt a sense of satisfaction. Though they had been persecuted earlier, subjected to public humiliation,

It was better than the current plight of these legendary players!

"We only lost so face; they're about to lose everything!"

"Good! These bastards deserve it!"

...

The Twilight Guild mbers watched the scene with great interest, their pent-up frustration dissipating.

However, Sterl rely sneered and said,

"A slave contract? Interesting, I'm quite interested."

Imdiately, a glimr of hope appeared in the eyes of the legendary players.

But in the next second, Sterl casually remarked,

"Our guild doesn't need so many slaves. How about you select among yourselves? Leave twenty or thirty, that should be enough."