Awakening：The Infinite Evolution of My Talent as a Low-Level Awakener Chapter 777: The Strongest Arcane Skill! War Soul Resonance!

Sterl lay flat on the ground, his Star-Bone Body activated. The vicious wound, which had nearly cleaved him in two with a single slash, was visibly healing at an astonishing rate.

Although the healing was slow due to the imnse sword force, and that overwhelming sword intent continued to destroy his vitality, the Star-Bone Body's twenty tis faster healing rate was not to be underestimated. His injuries slowly stabilized, and at this rate, he would be fully recovered in just over ten minutes.

However, there was no joy of victory on his face. Instead, his expression was grim, his thoughts turbulent.

The battle seed to have ended with him as the victor, but in reality, Sterl knew deep down that he had lost—and lost utterly.

It was just that the Nightmare Overlord, due to tens of thousands of years of sealing and the effects of King of Many Causes' techniques, had been ntally disoriented. With multiple debuffs, the once invincible Nightmare Overlord had now beco a weakened being, barely freed from its seal.

So, it wasn't that Sterl won; it was simply that the Nightmare Overlord's life force had been extinguished.

Sterl closed his eyes, the terror of that single strike reverberating in his mind. It was clean, decisive, plain and simple, yet contained a domineering force capable of shattering worlds and cleaving stars!

Such a simple yet perfect combat system was on an entirely different level compared to his current mishmash of abilities. The two were not even in the sa league.

"Nightmare Overlord... truly a terrifyingly strong being," Sterl murmured.

Taking a deep breath, he touched his chest, where the severed flesh had not yet fully healed. The feeling of near death would forever remind him of the power of that terrifying entity.

Once his injuries had fully healed, Sterl stood up again. He looked at his battered Starry Battle Armor, which was still in the process of regenerating, and couldn't help but feel a sense of wonder.

This was the first ti he had ever suffered such severe injuries. The sensation of dancing on a razor's edge, teetering so close to death, was both exhilarating and terrifying, leaving the hairs on his body standing on end.

Then, he turned his gaze to the Nightmare Overlord. The once massive and powerful body was now nothing but an empty shell, all its life force burned away.

Sterl extended his hand, his eyes growing deep and intense as he activated Soul Prison's Eerie Eyes, absorbing the Nightmare Overlord's remaining soul.

Though the Nightmare Overlord had a simple mind, its battle experience and resolve were truly chilling.

Understanding his own situation, the Nightmare Overlord did not hesitate to burn its life force and soul, forcibly erupting with a burst of power for a short ti to strike with its full strength.

This attitude of risking everything in a life-or-death struggle showed Sterl an important lesson: when fighting for survival, having no fear of death and abandoning all concerns might actually increase the chances of victory.

On the other hand, hesitating and being fearful would place oneself at a disadvantage from the start, ultimately leading to downfall in the face of despair and unwillingness.

Soon, strands of residual souls began to pour out from the Nightmare Overlord's body. Under the influence of Soul Prison's Eerie Eyes, these souls gradually condensed.

These residual souls did not carry the Nightmare Overlord's consciousness; they were rely fragnts of the soul that had fused into the body when it shattered.

This had been Sterl's primary goal for the mission, and now, after witnessing the Nightmare Overlord's powerful combat system, these fragnts of the soul beca even more precious.

Before long, Sterl had gathered all of the Nightmare Overlord's residual souls. Hundreds, if not thousands, of invisible soul threads shot out from his eyes, entering the souls to filter and absorb them.

The Nightmare Overlord had likely lived for an unimaginable amount of ti, and his soul's mories were vast beyond belief.

If Sterl were to absorb them all without filtering, the only possible outco would be to be influenced by Nightmare Overlord's mories, slowly losing his own sense of self in the chaos.

Once he lost himself, it would essentially be the sa as perishing.

Especially considering that the Nightmare Overlord had been sealed for tens of thousands of years, the loneliness and deathly silence from that period would be transmitted to him. Sterl had no desire to carry around mories of being sealed for tens of thousands of years—that would be a foolish act.

What he needed were the mories related to the Nightmare Overlord's swordsmanship training, as well as information about the most powerful arcane skill of the Nightmare Legion that War Demon had mastered, including the highest powers, naly information related to Dream Power.

Under Sterl's active control, the originally basketball-sized residual souls were eventually filtered down into three separate groups, floating in front of him.

These three groups of souls contained the Nightmare Overlord's swordsmanship cultivation mories, the most powerful arcane skill, and the information about the supre power.

Among them, the swordsmanship cultivation mories were the most voluminous. Even after being extracted from the residual souls, it still remained the size of a fist, while the other two were rely the size of eggs.

Sterl didn't imdiately absorb the swordsmanship cultivation mories. Instead, he first stored them away and then focused on the mories related to the supre power, absorbing them directly.

Imdiately, Sterl's vision went black, but the next mont, he recovered. Thanks to his powerful soul, he quickly digested and absorbed the mories.

However, he noticed that the Nightmare Overlord's understanding of the supre power, or Dream Power, was not particularly detailed.

There were many gaps in the mories, which was inevitable. After all, they had been extracted from the Nightmare Overlord's residual soul, not from his complete soul, so incomplete mories were to be expected.

Moreover, the reason why the Nightmare Overlord referred to this as the supre power was not because it was another na for Dream Power, but because it corresponded to a rank or level in The Myriad Worlds!

From the fragnted mories, Sterl deduced that the so-called supre power likely existed above even the mighty deities!

This realization sent a shiver down Sterl's spine. The mighty deities were not the end; this was sothing he had suspected before.

After all, the Endless Void was vast, and within The Myriad Worlds, worlds like [Transcendence] were not uncommon. There were definitely worlds even more powerful than [Transcendence].

At the very least, the silver-white creatures that invaded Hell could very well belong to one of these extraordinarily powerful worlds within The Myriad Worlds.

And acquiring the supre power seed to be the key to entering that tier.

This made Sterl even more eager. Originally, he sought to seize Dream Power to continue rapidly growing stronger. Now that he knew the rank of the supre power, his desire to obtain Dream Power intensified even more!

He suppressed the rising emotions in his heart. Acquiring Dream Power was definitely not going to be easy. The greatest obstacle in his way was the Dream Spirit Empire.

He needed to resolve that issue first before finding a way to obtain Dream Power.

Next, he picked up the soul mory related to the most powerful arcane skill of the Nightmare Legion, not hesitating to absorb it directly.

This arcane skill was, at this stage, the most important thing to him. Without this type of arcane skill for large-scale military battles, he could not fully control those formidable Nightmare elites, and there was even a risk of backlash.

At the sa ti, only by fully securing his position as War Demon could he have the qualifications to confront the Dream Spirit Empire.

Otherwise, a re army of millions, with an average strength comparable to demigods, along with a group of elite soldiers at the divine authority level, would be more than enough to surround him and beat him to death.

As the soul mory entered his mind, Sterl quickly grasped everything about the arcane skill.

It didn't take long before he slowly opened his eyes, letting out a deep sigh.

This arcane skill was called War Soul Resonance. It wasn't difficult to master, at least not with his current physical potential and soul strength. He quickly comprehended it.

In simple terms, this ability was a military-type enhancent arcane skill that, through a special thod, allowed the entire army's soldiers to enter a soul resonance state, thereby activating the soldiers' physical and soul talents to enhance their combat power.

It seed simple, but the most powerful aspect of this ability was that the upper limit of the enhancent was based on the strength of the person casting the arcane skill.

The stronger the caster, the greater the enhancent for the soldiers!

The residual mories of the Nightmare Overlord recorded that the strongest soldier ever enhanced by this ability had their strength directly boosted to 60% of the War Demon's power!

To put that into perspective, the War Demon's strength was second only to the Nightmare Overlord within the entire Nightmare Legion.

Even with just 60% of War Demon's power, that soldier had gained strength comparable to a legion commander or even a lord!

In addition, the War Soul Resonance arcane skill not only continuously consud the soldiers' soul power, but it had no side effects on them. On the contrary, it helped activate the soldiers' potential to its fullest, allowing them to constantly break through their limits in battle, growing stronger with each conflict, and transforming the arcane skill's enhancent into a permanent increase in their strength!

These two effects combined were what made the Dream Spirit Empire powerless to resist—and even fearful—of it.

They had once tried to steal this arcane skill and paid a great price to succeed. However, after obtaining it, they discovered that mastering the arcane skill itself wasn't difficult, and even a random person could learn it.

But to truly unleash the full power of the arcane skill, the Skullbrave Clan's bloodline and soul were required!

The Skullbrave Clan was an ancient race from the Land of Nightmares, and after repeated purges, only one mber of the clan remained—none other than War Demon!

Upon learning this, the Dream Spirit Empire had been plunged into despair. It was no wonder that the Nightmare Empire had not tightly guarded War Soul Resonance.

Without the Skullbrave Clan's bloodline, forcibly activating War Soul Resonance would not only yield less than a tenth of the original effect but would also cause severe backlash to the caster. Ultimately, the backlash would burn up their life force and soul, leading to complete annihilation.