Awakening：The Infinite Evolution of My Talent as a Low-Level Awakener Chapter 356: Chapter 356: Four-in-One Platinum Skill

However, at this mont, Sterl did not find the comical appearance of the surrounding players and demons amusing. Instead, he felt an imnse pressure and slowly began to retreat.

Although in the realm of mowing down weaker opponents, Sterl had been invincible, this was the first ti he faced such a hidden Supre in a direct confrontation.

It wasn't that Sterl doubted his ability to win. In his rational analysis, he believed victory was assured! However, his consistent cautious nature made him feel as if he were facing a formidable enemy. He had never fought at this level before! He had to be careful, more careful than ever!

Almost simultaneously, the battlefield was divided. Several Supres under the command of Lord of Evil Spirits retreated. They had their own considerations; after all, phistopheles had previously faced the Demon of Terror and Cruelty and managed to block its attack with ease. Therefore—

The depth of phistopheles' power was likely far beyond that of the other Supres under the Succubus Queen. It would be best for them not to get involved in this battle. If the opponent couldn't handle the Demon of Terror and Cruelty, in a mont of desperation, they might seek to drag a few others down with them. It was wiser to watch from a distance.

Otherwise, they risked losing their life-saving items at best, or death at worst!

As for why these Supre demons had such experience, it was because they enjoyed playing these gas. They would deliberately send so subordinates on missions to encircle strong enemies, forcing the foes into a desperate situation and then watching as their subordinates panicked and were taken out by those powerful opponents in their final monts.

The expressions of their subordinates would shift from arrogance to fear, then to despair. This was one of the essential amusents in the lives of these Supre demons. But they certainly didn't want to beco the entertainnt themselves!

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On the other side, among the four Supres under the Succubus Queen, aside from Flanda, who wore a look of regret, the others were also contemplating. Flanda had originally intended to wait for the queen to enjoy herself before tasting phistopheles for herself, but it seed that opportunity might not co.

"A man who is both powerful and attractive, and for so reason has a perfectly refined aura lately… I may never encounter another like him in my lifeti."

Flanda felt an overwhelming impulse to rush in and rescue him. Because… after practicing the Solidification thod, Sterl was enveloped in an extrely cold and ascetic aura that further enhanced his charm.

For an ordinary person, this might rely an an increase in attractiveness. But for the Succubus clan, the ascetic aura would incite their desires even more, and the stronger the Succubus, the more intense the effect.

Moreover, each stage of strength multiplied this influence several tis over—Legendary, Demigod, God, High God… it was the sa for all!

Flanda had often avoided Sterl before because every ti she looked at him, she felt herself losing control, teetering on the brink of irrationality! There had been several monts when she had even considered betraying the queen to enjoy phistopheles for herself!

Then her life would be complete. She would be ready to die imdiately if it ant achieving that.

However, the only issue was that Sterl himself was not particularly interested in Flanda, which made it difficult for her to suppress her thoughts.

This Succubus felt her mind in turmoil and retreated. anwhile, the other three Supres were all smiles as they swiftly withdrew. At first, they had thought they wouldn't be able to escape, especially after facing the Demon of Terror and Cruelty's series of attacks.

No, that wasn't right! They hadn't even managed to block those attacks; they had only survived thanks to their ability to resurrect after death. Each of them had felt a sense of despair, but as seasoned warriors with long lifespans and many experiences, they clung to a glimr of hope for a miracle to happen, thus maintaining a posture of resistance.

But now… they had phistopheles to take the brunt!

"Ha ha! Just in ti!"

"phistopheles, you're going to die beautifully!"

"We won't let your sacrifice go in vain! If you have any secret treasure locations, shouldn't you tell us in advance?"

Flanda didn't join in the mockery, but the other three Supres spoke with derision. They showed no concern for phistopheles and were instead feeling a sense of pride and relief, glad that soone else was taking the heat for them.

Nearby, many of the "people" in the Succubus Queen's camp were cheering.

"phistopheles! Hang in there! Just a little longer!"

"Don't die too disgracefully!"

"Where's that guy who runs the casino? Co here! I'm betting on phistopheles—he won't last more than three moves!"

At this mont, Sterl had captured the full attention of the Lord of Evil Spirits faction, while the four Supres under the Succubus Queen were blocking the other players. The Supres from the Lord of Evil Spirits retreated far away, allowing the Swallowing Heaven players in the Succubus Queen's camp to feel temporarily safe.

However, these players had no gratitude in their hearts; instead, they were all shouting fiercely. They eagerly anticipated seeing the once invincible phistopheles being beaten down like a dead dog! It was akin to toppling a noble statue to the ground.

This primal and dark desire, which would be suppressed among the despicable in the main world, was encouraged to be unleashed among the players in Hell!

Sterl, naturally, had no mind to pay attention to the raucous noise around him. The pressure from the Demon of Terror and Cruelty was considerable!

Yet… on the other side, the hidden Supre who had survived for a millennium was also not in a hurry to make a move, even with countless players from his faction cheering and shouting as if the outco of the battle was already decided. The Demon of Terror and Cruelty remained extrely vigilant and sowhat uneasy.

Until… a player from the Lord of Evil Spirits faction threw a sphere filled with malice.

Sterl didn't sense any threat as the sphere passed before him—

[Dirty Rotten Egg]

[Category: Special]

[Description: …]

[Effect: This item is guaranteed to hit and cannot be dodged by skills. Once hit, the player will emit a disgusting stench for a month.]

This thing was probably akin to the rotten tomatoes and stinky eggs thrown by the crowd before an ancient minister was publicly beheaded in his past life, Sterl couldn't help but think, slightly mocking the situation. It was an instinctive reaction; his brain was processing the external stimulus.

At that very mont, the Demon of Terror and Cruelty moved!

Amidst the raging air currents, the [Dirty Rotten Egg] was shattered into pieces. After executing a series of attacks, the Demon of Terror and Cruelty still towered nearly a hundred ters high. However…

At this mont, this hidden Supre truly demonstrated what agility and flexibility ant!

He leaped high into the sky, and at his chest, an energy core glowed like a furnace. Then, his massive form rapidly condensed and concentrated. A platinum light flared up around him!

Sterl's pupils constricted. Beyond the three platinum skills he had seen in succession, the Demon of Terror and Cruelty had another combo technique! This new Platinum Skill had gone completely unnoticed during Sterl's earlier reconnaissance with Star Insight.

Now…

The Demon of Terror and Cruelty was revealing… a four-in-one Platinum Skill!

[Sun Devourer], enhanced by [Heaven-supporting], was used to execute a new Platinum Skill, forcibly condensing its gigantic body. Sterl noticed that the information detected by Star Insight was rapidly diminishing, indicating that the Demon of Terror and Cruelty's combat power was surging!

Accompanied by a fierce wind generated from the gathering energy, the Demon of Terror and Cruelty surged forward explosively!

At this mont, if the players from the Succubus Queen's faction hadn't already retreated far away, a typical demigod would likely have been swept away, their flesh torn apart by the storm.

Both factions present witnessed countless storms converging, slowly forming a vortex that completely enveloped phistopheles's figure. The re prelude to the release of the technique had transford into an incredibly terrifying cage!

As for Sterl…

He was not affected in the slightest. Although he had been montarily distracted by the inexplicably thrown item, it was not enough for the Demon of Terror and Cruelty to catch him off guard.

In that instant of energy accumulation, Sterl had already ford the Flowing Water Blade in his hand. He slowly positioned it at his waist, preparing to draw his sword!

At this mont, under the sweeping storm, countless demons and Swallowing Heaven players still wore expressions of either glee or indifferent disdain. However, what they failed to notice was that the core of the storm was remarkably stable and calm, as everything was frozen and solidified by the sharpness of the blade and the power of space.

Outside, the figure of the Demon of Terror and Cruelty had shrunk down to its normal height of just a few ters. Yet at this mont, it was at its peak, with its power having surged to its utmost limit! With a final, forceful strike...

The Platinum Skill, Four-in-One!

The enhanced [Earth-shaking] erupted!

In an instant, the overwhelming energy coalesced into the technique, radiating a brilliance akin to that of a dazzling diamond, reflecting in the eyes of the onlookers, making it difficult for them to keep their eyes open.

Simultaneously, the Demon of Terror and Cruelty's figure shot downward like a speeding arrow, plunging from the sky into the vortex of the storm's core!

This extrely concentrated strike seed destined to hit its target. To the outside world, it resembled a teor accelerated to its limit, plumting straight down.

In that split second…

The spectators could do nothing but wait in anticipation, ready to witness phistopheles's demise! However, the Demon of Terror and Cruelty itself furrowed its brow slightly, feeling an unusual discomfort, a sharp pain rapidly erging in its forehead.

"What is… this? A sign of death?"

Yet, at the core of the energy storm, even a being as powerful as a Supre could not sense the internal conditions. Still, the Demon of Terror and Cruelty could perceive that within the storm, an incredibly terrifying energy was brewing.

On Sterl's side, a glimr of excitent sparked in his eyes.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Three crisp sounds echoed.

The purple-gold flas that burned on Sterl's body were the result of maximizing various attribute enhancents!

With each sound, the first echoed forth.

The perfect blade law transford into an endless stream of sharp energy, cutting through everything around it, even the dust and air, fragnting them into fine particles and revealing a srizing luster.