Awakening：The Infinite Evolution of My Talent as a Low-Level Awakener

The Gate of Purgatory suddenly expanded to ten times its original size!

One by one, soul puppets emerged, charging forward like madmen, recklessly heading toward the shattered golden light sphere in the sky.

Compared to the high-level soul puppets from before, these souls appeared incredibly weak, almost no stronger than regular living beings.

These were the very souls that Sterl had previously refined in Purgatory—the Silver-white Torrent groups.

Though most of them had been absorbed by him, a portion was kept aside for crucial moments, ready to be used as expendable resources.

This group of souls numbered around one hundred million—yes, one hundred million!

"What... what kind of monster is this?"

In a hidden corner of the core space, a soul entity, no larger than the size of a palm, curled up in a cluster.

He was a warrior of the Soul Spirit tribe, specifically sent by the Orichalcum Kingdom to deal with Sterl.

His mission was clear: when Sterl approached the golden light sphere, he was to activate an item he held. Once triggered, the golden sphere would release its hidden power, severely damaging Sterl's soul body and possibly even causing his soul to collapse.

This contingency wasn't left by the great Divine Being, but by the second-generation leader of the Orichalcum Kingdom—it was meant to provide an additional layer of defense.

However, what the Soul Spirit hadn't anticipated was that Sterl wouldn't approach at all. Instead, he had released a massive number of souls and launched a self-destructive attack.

The scene left the Soul Spirit warrior stunned; it was simply too brutal.

But at that moment, the Soul Spirit froze slightly. He had a distinct feeling that a terrifying beast was watching him with a sinister grin.

Turning around in a tremor, he found Sterl, smiling warmly and looking directly at his position.

"Still not giving up? But this method of yours is truly pathetic."

Throwing the Soul Spirit-formed soul wreckage aside, Sterl looked at a golden rune in his hand.

The rune was about the size of a pinky finger, and the power within it clearly originated from the same source as the energy inside the golden light sphere. This insight immediately allowed him to deduce the Orichalcum Kingdom's intentions.

With a cold sneer, he stored the rune in his space and said disdainfully, "Cowards hiding behind their tricks. If you truly have the guts, come out and stop me. This is your last chance."

His voice echoed through the core space. He knew that the divine beings from the Orichalcum Kingdom's upper realms could still see everything happening inside the sphere, as it hadn't been completely shattered.

But it was evident that they were afraid. The earlier arrival of Fay's soul body had sent them running, and when the three powerful Divine Beings descended with overwhelming force, they thought they could suppress the situation. Instead, they almost met their doom.

Especially Artigas and Tosman, who were nearly driven to madness. This left all other powerful beings feeling wary.

If they had been fighting in their physical forms, they might not have been afraid, but as mere soul bodies, that was a different story entirely.

Seeing no powerful Divine Being's soul body appear, Sterl showed a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

He had yet to taste the divine soul of a great Divine Being, and he was certain it would be an exquisite experience.

However, with the obstruction from the Orichalcum Kingdom now gone, dealing with the remaining fragment of consciousness became much smoother.

Countless souls surged like a torrent, relentlessly crashing forward.

These ordinary-level souls, in theory, should not even have the right to approach the remnant consciousness of a great Divine Being.

But now, with the consciousness fragment severely damaged by the recent self-explosions, its aura weakened several times over, they were able to draw closer.

Though these ordinary souls still had no true right to make contact, Sterl's plan had never been meant to follow the conventional method.

He used a strategy of grouping one hundred thousand souls together as a single unit, condensing them into a ball, and upon getting close to the light sphere, triggering a massive self-detonation.

Sterl's unique style of self-detonation—always effective.

With each explosion, it dealt slight but cumulative damage to the damaged consciousness fragment. As these damages piled up, the resistance of the golden light sphere reached its breaking point after the eight hundred ninety-seventh detonation.

Bang!

The crisp sound echoed throughout the core space, and the consciousness entity, suspended like the sun in the sky, finally shattered.

"You will pay for this!!"

A furious, unwilling roar reverberated from all directions—this was the voice of the Divine Beings from the Orichalcum Kingdom's upper realms.

They had never imagined that Sterl would truly erode the core space completely, even wearing down the consciousness left behind by the great Divine Being.

Such an event was nearly unheard of.

"Ha, the howls of a defeated dog."

Sterl directly ignored the threat. Threats were the most useless of tactics; it was far more effective to crush the enemy beneath your feet and declare dominion over them.

Retrieving the remaining soul puppets into Purgatory Space, Sterl looked around. The entire core space had turned completely colorless, signaling that the royal city was now truly a masterless domain.

Without hesitation, Sterl placed his hand against the spatial barrier, unleashing his soul power to its fullest. He began to imprint his own soul mark onto the barrier within the core space.

The process only lasted a few hours, and a幽紫色 (dim purple) light orb had replaced the previous golden light sphere, now floating in the air. Furthermore, the entire core space had been completely imprinted with Sterl's exclusive soul mark.

"Finally done."

Sterl sighed deeply, the pressure in his heart easing a little. At the same time, everything within the royal city was now clearly visible in his mind.

Being within the core, he could change the city's buildings and structures with a mere thought, set various permissions and taboos, or even cause the city to dismantle itself automatically.

However, Sterl wasn't foolish, and he wouldn't do such a thing.

The royal city was severely damaged, so he commanded it to recover at full speed.

Immediately, countless root-like tendrils extended from beneath the city, spreading deep underground. Simultaneously, a powerful force of attraction surged from the royal city, rapidly drawing in various elemental energies from the outside world.

The roots, after burrowing several thousand meters underground, began to collect and devour all sorts of minerals and resources.

With this dual reinforcement, the damage from the battle's aftermath started to heal at a visible rate. At this pace, the city would be fully restored in no more than three days.

With a thought, Sterl's soul body returned to his physical form. After successfully replacing the royal city's core, his mind was filled with new information.

Among the most important details was the content regarding the fusion of the royal city with the world.

With the world fusion in progress, the royal city had already fused with Alpha 8 world by 80%. Without this fusion, it would never have been able to withstand the battles of multiple powerful Divine Beings.

However, the remaining 20% was more difficult, as the Orichalcum Kingdom was an external existence and immense in size, which led to its rejection by the world.

This was the true reason behind the slow fusion of the royal city.

It was as though the royal city had been constantly resisting the world, forcibly attempting to merge. This revealed just how powerful the royal city truly was.

"World rejection?"

Sterl muttered softly, and an idea formed in his mind.

The reason for the slow fusion of the royal city was because it wasn't native to this world and had been rejected by it.

Now, however, the city's ownership was in his hands. He was the World Overlord of Alpha 8 and also the master of the Sword of the World.

With this, couldn't the rejection of the royal city by Alpha 8 be eliminated?

With that thought, Sterl summoned the Sword of the World, which had been embedded in the center of the Plaza of Glory.

As for the fact that the center was already occupied by a statue? That wasn't a problem at all. He could simply plant the Sword of the World in the statue's head.

The next moment, Sterl felt that the rejection the royal city had been experiencing was rapidly dissipating, and the fusion process was advancing at an unprecedented speed.

"At this rate, in no more than ten days, the royal city will have fully integrated into this world and become a part of the Alpha 8 world!"

Sterl couldn't help but feel some excitement. He was eager to see just how powerful the true royal city really was.

At the same time, he was also somewhat relieved. If he had waited until the royal city's fusion was complete before making his move, it would have likely made him question everything. Forget about replacing the core; he probably would have had to leave the entire Legion of Hell behind.

Now, with the royal city in his grasp, he controlled the highest authority over it. It was time to do what he had always wanted to do.

With a thought, a surge of spatial energy swept through. Inside the royal city, he could teleport freely without any cost.

Before long, he found himself standing in front of an unremarkable wall.

A faint excitement appeared on Sterl's face as he strode forward with purpose.

Passing through the wall, the space before him suddenly opened up to an incredibly vast area.

Here, before him, was the royal city's treasure vault, towering at a staggering height of over a thousand meters!

Previously, due to the constraints placed by the Orichalcum Kingdom, even with the identification scrolls, he could only take one item a day. It was as if he could see the treasures, but they were out of reach.

But now, having obtained the highest authority over the royal city, he could finally enter freely and access all the resources within the vault!

However, as Sterl stepped into the vault, his excited expression immediately froze.

What he saw shocked him—what was once a mountain of resources and treasures in the vault now looked like it had been ravaged by a hurricane, disorganized and scattered!

His temples throbbed in anger. It was clear that this had been the work of the Orichalcum Kingdom.

They knew the royal city was no longer secure, so in the final moments, they had sacrificed quite a bit to forcibly take most of the resources from the vault.

After all, these were the accumulated riches of the Orichalcum Kingdom since its founding. They would have fought tooth and nail to take as much as they could.

If they hadn't, the loss wouldn't have been as simple as a setback—it would have been aiding the enemy!

"Those damn thieves..." Sterl snarled through gritted teeth. To him, the entire royal city was his, so everything within the vault was now his personal property.

As for the fact that these resources originally belonged to the Orichalcum Kingdom?

That was complete nonsense!

The victor is king, the loser is a thief. That was the truth!