Awakening：The Infinite Evolution of My Talent as a Low-Level Awakener Chapter 729: Augustine's Secret!

"An ancient Frost Giant Dragon? It seems like you're the last hope of these remnants," Sterl said, gazing down at the nearly thousand-ter-long Frost Giant Dragon with a calm expression.

There was no anger in his eyes. Instead, he examined the creature with a look of mild amusent, as though he had stumbled upon sothing interesting.

In fact, Sterl was genuinely intrigued by this ancient Frost Giant Dragon. This dragon had sohow survived in the forbidden land for an unknown number of years. Who knew what ans it had used to escape the wars that had ravaged this world ti and ti again?

Its strength was also considerable. From its aura, it even seed comparable to Kun.

For context, Kun was a top-tier genius recruited by Hell from the Void, soone whose power was almost at the pinnacle of the divine authority realm. This showed just how powerful the Frost Giant Dragon was.

Not only did it possess a mastery of upper-tier ice Laws, but its massive body—almost a thousand ters long—could unleash formidable power.

The Frost Giant Dragon, whose gaze had now been locked onto by Sterl, a being known as the Master of the Forbidden Land, Frost Dragon God, End of Freezing..., began to feel a hint of terror.

It was as if it had been marked by a powerful natural enemy. As a Frost Giant Dragon, Augustine had never heard of having any enemies.

"Are you the leader of these heretics?

Slaughter of Souls, End of Death, Lord of Death and Silence, God of Bloodlust... Sterl?"

The Frost Giant Dragon lifted its massive head, its enormous eyes fixed directly on Sterl, showing no sign of fear.

Putting aside its confidence in its own strength, as an ancient deity from a bygone era, it had accumulated power far beyond that of most upper-tier divine authority beings.

Add to that the natural strength and talent of the Dragon Clan, and it had every reason to feel proud.

As for why it had chosen to remain hidden here? It was because it possessed a secret—an extrely dangerous secret. If that secret ever leaked, it would face annihilation beyond imagination.

Otherwise, with its talent and bloodline, it could have already broken through to Divine Power strength. Even if it had entered the Upper Realms, it would have been a top-tier powerhouse. There was no reason for it to remain cooped up here, relying on the forbidden land and the world's barriers to hide.

Moreover, the world-class barrier wasn't a trivial thing. Augustine was extrely confident that even over a hundred upper-tier divine authority beings couldn't break it.

Unless soone could cause a transformation in their power and reach the level of Divine Power, this barrier would render Augustine invincible.

So, no matter how strong Sterl was, if he couldn't break the barrier, what could he do to him?

"Slaughter of Souls? End of Death? What kind of ridiculous titles are those?"

Sterl was montarily confused by Augustine's address. Those titles were so over-the-top, they were almost comical. Each one seed more absurd than the last. It was as if they were designed to slander him!

Sterl was a being who had once saved the world (Blue Star: now under his control, reduced to his personal domain; Hell: completely destroyed, most of it consud by his smaller worlds, which were still undergoing transformation). Discover more content at My Virtual Library Empire

"My lord, these are just slanderous words, the curses of these remnants against you," Kun said, sweat forming on his brow as he hurriedly explained.

The actions of the Legion of Hell had been brutal beyond belief—either you submitted or you died, offering no room for negotiation. Wherever they passed, they slaughtered countless lives.

Naturally, all of these actions were ultimately blad on Sterl, the true master of the Legion of Hell.

However, Sterl wasn't bothered by these titles. He would simply disregard them. True strength didn't need hollow embellishnts like titles.

Even without any titles, his na alone was enough to beco an immovable mountain in the minds of all gods—an insurmountable and unresisting mountain.

Sterl cast a disdainful glance at Augustine. His ssage was clear: speak your mind, or let out your insults.

Augustine's heart burned with rage, but he held it in, taking a deep breath as he stared at Sterl with unwavering intensity.

"Why are you doing this? This is the kind of action neither the Orichalcum Kingdom nor the Ashen Temple would ever choose. Even if you dominate the entire world, what will you gain? With your strength, you no longer belong to this world…"

His deep voice echoed across the sky, and even with just his voice, the towering Frost Giant Dragon, close to a thousand ters long, was enough to obliterate many lifeforms of lower levels.

This was also the question in Augustine's mind. A being as strong as Sterl had long outgrown the lower realms. The things of this world had little to offer him. To ascend to the Upper Realms was the only true path to growth. Beyond that, he would need to venture into the Endless Void for new opportunities.

"Reason?"

Sterl paused for a mont before breaking into a calm smile.

But it was this very smile that made Augustine's heart tremble. In that brief mont, it seed as though he could see countless souls of the dead writhing and wailing behind Sterl.

The number of lives he had slaughtered had reached an unfathomably terrifying scale.

"Who knows? Maybe it was just a whim," Sterl replied, clearly unconcerned.

Of course, Sterl wouldn't reveal that his true reason was to perfect his own legendary tale, and that in essence, he was still just a third-class being.

"You… you're nothing but a villain! The executioner of this world! A bloodthirsty monster more terrifying than any demon!"

Even with Augustine's mindset, at this mont, he couldn't hold back anymore. His eyes locked onto Sterl with a mix of fear and fury.

"Heh, is this your dying declaration?" Sterl said with a chuckle.

Sterl couldn't be bothered to explain himself. As an ancient being, how could Augustine not even understand such a simple principle as survival of the fittest?

Do the strong ever need a reason for what they do?

It wasn't unusual for legendary demigods on this land to slaughter entire cities or even entire nations for a single item or to protect a secret.

Criticizing him from a moral high ground? Sorry, but he didn't care about morality! It was rely a tool used by the weak to constrain the strong.

Having made his point, Sterl had no interest in continuing this back-and-forth. He could have stayed out of it, but since he had shown up, it was for one purpose only.

With a single hand clenched into a fist, Sterl threw a punch!

There was no fluctuation of laws, no activation of any abilities—just pure physical strength.

But before him, the very space itself cracked with a dense network of fissures, and an invisible force slamd into the barrier.

Boom!!!

The bell of the world rang out, shaking the air.

A ripple surged across the barrier, but it did not shatter.

Augustine's gaze focused, his expression grim, but he quickly relaxed.

"So this is your confidence? The so-called Lord of Death and Silence is nothing special."

He paused, then his voice darkened with malice. "Since you have chosen to be an enemy of the world, let show you what true annihilation feels like!"

With a roar, the ancient Frost Giant Dragon felt a surge of newfound confidence from the power Sterl had just displayed.

As for Kun? In Augustine's eyes, if it weren't for Sterl, he wouldn't even have bothered with this barrier.

Now, however, he was prepared to show his true strength. Even if it ant revealing his cards, the upcoming calamity ant that secret no longer held much value. He could rely on his own trump cards to break through and enter the heavens beyond.

Though the Myriad Worlds were fraught with dangers, it was still more appealing than certain death. With his strength, he could survive and live comfortably in any of them.

With this resolution, Augustine no longer hid his intentions. The power he had accumulated over hundreds of thousands of years erupted at that mont.

The ultimate Frost Law was activated, and this ti, with the boost of his unique Dragon Clan abilities, a potent force was unleashed.

"End… End!"

The dragon roared, and a column of deep, ghostly blue light shot into the sky. It pierced through the barrier and shot upwards.

Monts later, the column exploded, plumting downwards with terrifying speed, annihilating everything in its path.

It was as if a ghostly blue egg was forming in the sky, expanding rapidly to cover the land, engulfing a vast area of a thousand miles in an instant!

In an instant, the entire Legion of Hell was frozen in place, with even the gods caught in the effect. Only the false upper-tier beings and the seventeen true divine authority figures still displayed faint traces of life.

Augustine's ability had been activated so quickly that they hadn't even had ti to react. They were completely under his control and unable to escape for the ti being.

Sterl, too, was surrounded by a layer of ghostly blue ice. If one looked closely, most of the power of the End had actually been concentrated on him.

"Phew... Finally dealt with."

Augustine let out a long sigh, a flicker of weakness crossing his eyes.

This ability had taken him a long ti to prepare, all in anticipation of Sterl's arrival. He was confident that even Divine Powers couldn't escape the surprise attack of the End.

It had already touched the level of rules, and even ti itself within this range couldn't escape its grasp. For this, he had paid a heavy price.

But seeing the result, Augustine couldn't help but feel satisfied.

"Next, it's ti to rely on the power of my ancestors to escape this cursed Xirian Realm!"

Then, as if rembering sothing, a hint of lingering terror flashed in his eyes.

As for the remaining beings in this world, he didn't care about them at all.

They were just a bunch of livestock trapped in a cage. Even if they learned the truth, they would only sink further into despair.

He couldn't help but feel a sense of relief at his decision, to remain hidden and cautious, choosing to stay dormant for so long. Otherwise, he might have already perished in so bizarre godly battle long ago.

"If this world weren't dood, I wouldn't want to leave here..."

Augustine sighed. Even among the Myriad Worlds, the Xirian Realm was a powerful world—rich in resources, full of potential, and brimming with all sorts of opportunities.

But alas... once those other things set their eyes on it, even the Xirian Realm was dood to an inevitable end.