Awakening：The Infinite Evolution of My Talent as a Low-Level Awakener Chapter 382: Chapter 382: Jealousy and Murder!

"You're hitting so hard?!"

"You're finished!"

The five Supres understood—Licitris was aware of the animosity between her lovers, which is why she had established strict rules against killing one another.

Just monts ago, the golden-haired youth had unleashed his skills rely to test the waters; he had no intention of severely injuring phistopheles—he was only trying to intimidate him!

Such a brutal attack, cleaving soone in half, was sothing the youth would never dare to initiate.

For other transgressions, Licitris might have been more forgiving, but this ti…

Even the three Supres who had previously witnessed Licitris's imnse favoritism toward phistopheles didn't believe he could escape unscathed.

The Succubus Queen certainly wouldn't allow her harem to erupt in violence. After all, what was the point of collecting these handso and powerful individuals if not to satisfy her desires?

phistopheles, favored for fulfilling Licitris's desires, would naturally face condemnation for his own.

"You all have so nerve!"

As expected, the expectation in the eyes of the many Supres turned to shock as the Succubus Queen appeared.

Sterl had initially planned to manipulate the situation, to imply that he had spared the youth's life to avoid harming Licitris's power, and then point out that these individuals were being disrespectful to her… that they were unfriendly towards a "newcor" like him.

Licitris treated Sterl with a warmth akin to jade, but at her core, she was still a powerful demon—ruthless and cold-blooded!

Given that she was aware of her impending death and her subordinates would soon face annihilation, she had little to lose.

Most likely, she would take the initiative to act on Sterl's behalf.

Sterl wasn't acting out of vengeance; he aid to eliminate the few personnel around Licitris who could communicate with her!

This way, the only voices she would hear would be his, making it easier for him to control the situation.

Sterl's plan was well laid out, but before he could even speak, the Supres hadn't had the chance to report the troubling events. They were all wearing expressions of schadenfreude—

They didn't expect phistopheles to be expelled by the Queen, but they did anticipate he would face severe punishnt, suffering imnsely!

The only thing that puzzled them was—

Why did the Queen use the term "you all" instead of... "you?"

In the next mont, the expressions of the Supres froze.

"Uh… ah!"

"phistopheles, are you insane?"

"Are you seeking death?!"

They all scread in horror.

At first, the Supres were still questioning phistopheles.

But when he made his second move, the implications of his provocation were imnse!

Did phistopheles really not fear that Licitris would kill him?

However, the Supres quickly realized that the force that struck them was Divine Power, distinctly different from the fluctuations of phistopheles's strength.

Their eyes widened in horror as they saw the image of their beloved queen slowly retracting her hand, the waves of Divine Power dissipating.

Then, a deep fear gripped the five Supres.

They sensed that their bodies, beneath their heads, were being shredded.

In the next instant—

Since the Succubus Queen could evoke desire and pleasure in others, she could also inflict unimaginable tornt.

The heads of the five Supres twisted grotesquely!

Their bodies were disintegrating, yet the pain of their shattered forms surged continuously, like steel needles piercing into their remaining heads!

"Ahhh!!"

"Why?!"

"Your Majesty, what did we do wrong?"

"You can take my na; just tell the reason!"

...

The five Supres cried out in despair.

In an incredibly short span of ti, they completed their ntal shift from heaven to hell. Their earlier mockery of phistopheles now paled in comparison to the intensity of their current suffering. It wasn't just physical harm; it felt like their spirits were crushed.

Yet Licitris didn't even want to say a word. With a flick of her wrist, she tossed the five "heads" out of the Heavenly Palace and into the camp beyond.

In just a fleeting mont, the chaos-loving demons and players of Swallowing Heaven realized that the once lofty Supre had been reduced to nothing more than a defenseless head.

Instantly, they erupted into revelry!

"Haha! Is that a Supre Lord? How did it co to this?"

"Perfect! I was just in need of a urinal, and your shape is just right."

"By the way, I propose we hold a ball ga! I got this simple rule from the mory of a weak race's soul in the main world! Supre Lords, co join us; you can be the ball!"

"Wait a minute, let see what it feels like to poke into the brain matter!"

A group of "people" gathered together joyfully, their eyes gleaming with excitent!

For the demons, humiliating forr great figures was the ultimate pleasure.

The entire camp of "people" gathered together in celebration!

Sterl was montarily stunned by the scene unfolding outside. If he were in the sa situation, he would certainly be eager to snatch the heads of the Supres to alleviate the effects of his Blood of Contamination.

But those demons and Swallowing Heaven players had a rather unconventional mindset; they were solely focused on venting their frustrations and having fun.

"How dare you! Are you all insane?!"

"Don't co over here, don't co over!"

"Don't poke that thing into my brain!"

The five Supres, who had just felt utterly defeated and were enduring imnse pain, now faced even more horrifying humiliation!

At this mont, they had no emotional response left for phistopheles; all they wished for was to die with so dignity.

Sterl shivered.

This… was way too cruel!

Licitris gently leaned against him and wrapped her arms around Sterl, causing a warm breath to flow into him.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling a bit cold?"

"Would you like to adjust the temperature?"

Within the Succubus Queen's concern was a hint of humble appeasent, her tone remaining exceedingly submissive.

"I originally intended to eliminate them directly."

"Letting them die quickly."

"After all, I am now entirely yours; how could I let others touch ?"

"I didn't expect they would still want to attack you…"

"In my mont of anger, I may have gone a bit too far; should I leave the handling of this to you?"

Licitris sincerely regretted her actions.

Sterl reached out to caress her perfectly shaped body, feeling the wonderful sensation while quietly reflecting…

Indeed, a demon is a demon.

He felt nothing.

In situations that didn't affect his interests, Sterl remained calm; he didn't care about the fates of the Supres.

He simply realized that despite trying to think the worst of the demon race and the Swallowing Heaven players, his imagination fell a bit short.

However…

As Sterl observed Licitris's submissive deanor, he glanced back to see Flanda, who wore a shocked expression that soon transford into one of realization.

This Supre Succubus had guessed most of the truth.

Under the influence of the Blood of Contamination, the Queen likely wished to pursue a pure romance. The previous lovers were undoubtedly dood.

Flanda then thought with excitent,

Ah! phistopheles seems to be looking at . Does that an he doesn't want a pure romance but rather seeks to indulge before his death, perhaps even cheat?

Does that an I have a chance?

Flanda was filled with joy!

Flanda had once feared Licitris, but now, under the influence of the Blood of Contamination, she realized she wouldn't last much longer and decided to let loose a little.

"phistopheles, while I may not compare to Her Majesty the Queen, I have my own unique skills that are sure to satisfy you!"

She completely failed to notice the true thoughts hidden behind Sterl's emotionless pupils—there was only one outsider left near Licitris—Flanda.

Removing her would push the plan to its climax!

Under Sterl's influence, Licitris would likely be willing to confront the Archduke of Blood for phistopheles!

...

Flanda inexplicably shivered.

Outside, the revelry had just begun, but one of the five Supres had already been killed during the chaos. The Blood of Contamination he unleashed before dying sent another wave of disorder through the camp.

Demons and Swallowing Heaven players were fighting and killing each other, the air thick with the stench of blood and the sounds of chaos.

Sterl held Licitris tightly in his arms, her body a perfect embodint of beauty, his smile masking his true feelings.

...

For the next few days, Sterl and Licitris indulged in their festivities.

As for Flanda…

She t her end on the third day.

The reason? She had attempted to seduce phistopheles and was caught on the spot by Licitris.

Sterl naturally played his part, exhibiting phistopheles's characteristic indifference towards won, coldly rejecting her advances.

anwhile, Licitris, who had previously been instructed to retrieve a flower crown, returned just in ti. Sterl expressed his desire to see the Succubus Queen adorned with flowers.

Licitris, albeit reluctantly, showed so leniency; since Flanda had always been her follower, she did not punish her severely but simply expelled her from the Heavenly Palace.

However, the concentration of the polluted waters outside had been steadily increasing.

Even the inherently "optimistic" demons and Swallowing Heaven players found themselves descending into madness.

They gradually began to understand the patterns of the Blood of Contamination. By killing others, they could reduce their own infection rates, but the concentration of Blood of Contamination in their bodies would also rise. Although they could clear a significant portion of their infection progress, the rate of pollution would deepen rapidly!

Flanda, being relatively untainted due to her ti spent in the Heavenly Palace, beca a pri target. With her body only affected by the internal waters and not by external influences, she was seen as a valuable prize.

Several Supres joined forces to ambush and slay her.

The last creature, a semi-human monster with many tentacles, managed to claim Flanda's head, but alas, he was quickly killed by the frenzied attacks of the other Supres.

Then, chaos erupted.

The Blood of Contamination explosion caused by the monster's death sent everyone's infection rates soaring.

They were forced to turn on one another to try to reduce their infection progress.

In the end, several Supres, who had aid to delay their demise, found that only one of them survived.

And the level of contamination was terrifyingly high.

Sterl watched in the Heavenly Palace as the last surviving Supre barely lasted two more hours before succumbing to the effects of the Blood of Contamination.