Awakening：The Infinite Evolution of My Talent as a Low-Level Awakener Chapter 467 Modern Deities Are Too Weak

"He is so deeply affectionate towards !"

Rosalie slowly closed her eyes.

"Anyway, let's walk this path to the underworld together."

The girl thought this was quite nice.

Although her ti with Sterl was brief compared to her over a hundred years of life, it was this short period that allowed Rosalie to make friends, gain a new lease on life, and find a lover with whom to share both joy and sorrow in their final farewell to the world! It was worth it!

Compared to her original life trajectory, even if she had continued living, she would have rely beco food for her mother—this was infinitely better.

Rosalie had her doubts—

Is this really my master? Why does it feel like he's been swapped out or like I've fallen under so sort of ntal enchantnt?

Sterl's caution was evident in their daily life.

Even against foes far weaker than himself, he would treat them like a formidable threat, ticulously strategizing before swiftly defeating them with a single move.

Why is he acting so recklessly today?

But eventually, the girl dismissed her suspicions.

It couldn't be!

Even if he had been replaced or was under so ntal control, the imposter masquerading as my master wouldn't have any motive to die alongside !

If he was indeed under so kind of ntal enchantnt, it would be utterly foolish to have spent so much effort to control soone as uniquely gifted as my master just to have him sacrifice himself!

The only explanation…

Is love!

Rosalie's eyes welled up with tears, the droplets building up, ready to spill over at any mont.

Unfortunately, everything happened in an instant.

The girl's emotions could only ripple within her heart.

At the sa ti, Gloria's energy began to coalesce; a faint purple glow flickered on her skin, and a hint of despair flashed in her eyes. In her haste to assist David, she found herself unable to act.

There simply wasn't enough ti to unleash her abilities!

Rosalie wanted to feign resignation, closing her eyes to await her fate, but as a re demigod, she was too slow. The tears had yet to flow, and her eyes had not fully closed when she found herself staring wide-eyed at—

Sterl, moving.

At that mont, he felt a bit speechless, as he could sense Rosalie's thoughts.

Sterl didn't even know how to respond.

Girl, why are you so confident?

And… love??

What nonsense!

His initial mindset of being the hero who would save everything was shattered in an instant.

Thus, Sterl no longer pretended to put on a show; he went all out.

He exhibited an eerily strange speed, the effect of ti acceleration!

In an instant, countless threads ahead revealed Sterl's shadow.

Then, atop the shadow, waves of raging energy ignited!

This was the power of ascending to godhood!

At this mont, Sterl possessed the divine authority of creation and nature, and the aura he emitted while ascending to godhood was completely different from when he had seized the Gloria Newborn Sprout of Creation years ago.

The Dark Moon Goddess was not imdiately aware that Sterl was her forr enemy.

She rely stared blankly…

Wait… what's going on with your aura?

Have you beco a god??

The last ti we t, you were at most a demigod; you'd need to reach the quasi-divine realm before becoming a god, right?

Has it really only been ten years since we last t? No, was it even a year? Or just half a year?

Gloria was extrely bewildered!

Not to ntion anything else, the ascension to godhood ceremony itself could take several years.

What makes you, David, a god already?

This only makes look like a fool—once a genius who spent 300 years ascending to godhood, following the strategies left by the ancient predecessors of Earth…

Gloria's emotions were in turmoil, but her mind remained sharp. The thought processes of a deity operate at lightning speed, and she quickly realized that if David possessed divine-level power, this might be an opportunity!

Her combat ability was not inferior to any of the gods present. If David could hold off just one of them, perhaps there was a chance to fight back…

Unfortunately, Gloria's thoughts had not yet fully developed.

The others present were in even worse condition.

As a demigod, Rosalie had no ti for any extraneous reactions; she was still lost in fantasies of dying alongside her beloved.

The three gods pursuing the Dark Moon Goddess exchanged anxious glances. Their powers were slightly weaker than Gloria's, so they could only think…

This newly appeared figure is clearly Gloria's ally! It's evident that soone with a custom Iridescent-Level skill must be backed by an organization!

"Should we fight or flee…"

"Against an organization, can the three of us handle the intel on a custom Iridescent-Level skill?"

"An arrow on the string must be released! First, let's eliminate these two gods before we decide."

The three gods had different thoughts, but they were unable to communicate in ti!

Sterl had already exploded into action!

He transford into an endless array of phantoms at incredible speed!

Under the acceleration of the Law of Ti, Sterl's efficiency was unmatched!

Ti is the highest Law, surpassing even Fission!

It had transcended the invincible rules of the divine level in the lower realm!

Of course, Sterl later ca to understand that he had comprehended the Law of Ti by harnessing the power of the Ancient One within the folds of the Crystal Barrier Galaxy, amidst the chaos of the world rging and shattering.

This Law itself did not belong to the lower realm!

Naturally, it could break the restrictions imposed by Laws that were inferior to divine authority!

Then, after accelerating, Sterl slowly raised his hand, his power shimring, as star energy coalesced into a blade.

Shattered Void, poised for action!

His leisurely movents were amplified by the effects of ti acceleration.

At the sa ti, countless afterimages appeared!

Nurous sword and blade shadows surged forth.

Sterl rembered his encounters with those mummies; although they had also been ambushed, they were still able to unleash their Iridescent-Level abilities in response.

However, under the crushing weight of the Law of Ti, they simply didn't have ti to activate their skills!

Yet, they bore no responsibility for this ambush!

Even transford into mummies, even with their souls decaying to the brink of destruction, their instinct for combat remained flawless!

But the three gods before Sterl almost made him laugh out loud.

Were they still hesitating about whether to maintain the dark purple threads of confinent?

They were completely unable to let go of the temptation to capture Gloria…

And because of this…

Everything ca to an abrupt end!

The chilling killing intent emanating from Shattered Void could pierce even the most discerning aesthetic senses, causing a sensation akin to needles piercing their skin.

But by the ti the three gods actively abandoned their Divine Power to maintain the threads of confinent in an attempt to block the attack, it was far too late!

Countless sword and blade shadows tore through the air at high speed, while the Blood of the Holy Spirit, enhancing the release of divine authority through the skill, directly froze the three gods in place.

This was yet another transformation of the Shattered Void that Sterl had researched.

The effects of solidifying space and the output of blade and sword shadows erupted simultaneously.

As a result…

The three gods, who were still wearing expressions of surprise at the imminent capture of Gloria, found themselves frozen in place!

In an instant, the sky was clear and bright.

The curtain of night, with its radiant full moon and dark moon, ca to an end.

A ray of golden light slowly illuminated the scene.

The sun had risen!

Sterl didn't even bother to glance at his three opponents; he couldn't help but mutter to himself.

"Sure enough, after the separation of the upper and lower realms, the lower realm is ridiculously weak."

"The number of gods is scarce, leading to less conflict among them. All the gods have beco significantly weaker compared to the era of the Starry Clan!"

"They may have so experience with battles below the divine level, but their understanding of divine-level combat is completely off the mark."

"They can only rely on sheer strength to suppress their enemies."

Sterl felt a sense of lant.

"In the era of the Starry Clan, countless powerful races could not withstand the enhanced version of the Great Calamity."

"So now… the calamity that approaches is likely to be an enhanced version of…"

"With the combat strength of the gods in the lower realm, aren't they just waiting to die?"

He didn't care whether the other gods lived or died.

But calamities swept through everything, and to survive, everyone would beco fodder for others.

Sterl felt that if the gods around him were too weak, he would be unable to stand alone.

While pondering this, Sterl slowly approached Gloria.

At first, he was taken aback.

He hadn't had the opportunity to observe Gloria closely before. In the previous battle, the goddess's veil had been torn away, revealing a visage that bore hints of mixed heritage.

Her face was strikingly three-dinsional and deep, yet incredibly beautiful.

The translucent fabric draped over her form highlighted the goddess's graceful figure.

Strands of purplish-golden blood rolled down her snow-white skin; though it was Gloria who was injured, it sohow added to her allure.

How should one put it…

Gloria gave Sterl a sense of Licitris.

This wasn't about her charming appearance, but purely about her reproductive value.

Just like the differing aesthetics among various races, often based on which individuals within a race held more reproductive value, the goddess's reproductive potential clearly transcended that of ordinary won.

Especially with Gloria's seemingly fragile deanor, it stirred sothing within Sterl.

"My lady goddess, it's been a long ti."

He spoke with a gentlemanly tone, a gentle smile gracing his face.

What he thought inwardly was—

Gloria surely wouldn't expect that I would soon change my deanor and take her down.

Sterl idly mused.

Behind him, amidst the myriad sword lights and shadows, space slowly fractured while the three gods were utterly helpless against the chaos that shredded them into pieces!

Fragnt by fragnt, the bodies of the three gods shattered, caught in the turbulent flow.

Among the sword shadows, their three souls were also brutally severed, instantly losing their will, preparing for the Bionic Tear of Fire of Ten Thousand Souls to easily capture and refine them!

Amidst a few short cries of anguish, the three ambitious gods were reduced to re nourishnt, making the flas of the Fire of Ten Thousand Souls burn even brighter.

Everything…

Ended far too quickly!

Because the Iridescent-Level Shattered Void possessed a domineering effect: Iridescent-Level, One Sword Opens the Sky!