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

Silence, naturally, could not last forever.

Just as everyone anticipated, when the countdown was about to change from one to zero...

An unexpected event occurred.

A faint sigh echoed.

It didn't originate from any specific direction. Instead, it emanated from every corner of the instance, even from the mountains, soil, stones, vegetation, and within the players and legendary souls themselves.

Everyone, except Constantine...

In the crowd, "David" stood among the other players, blending in seamlessly. It seemed as though the sound emanated from within him as well, without revealing his unique identity to anyone.

At this moment, Sterl was also a bit puzzled. Why was he the exception?

"Is it because I possess Law Power??"

He pondered. However, if Sterl knew that the Dark Moon Goddess had attempted to divine his information earlier but suffered a backlash, he might realize that the source of his cheats likely held an extremely high rank!

Ordinary strong beings couldn't detect this, and even attempting to kill Sterl wouldn't have much effect.

But those at the godly level, with their terrifying power, could touch upon the essence of Sterl's cheats and would immediately suffer for it!

Simultaneously, due to the influence of the cheats, certain special abilities simply couldn't affect Sterl...

At this moment, as the eerie sigh was heard, players displayed bitter smiles.

"I knew it! What was bound to happen, had to happen!"

Someone whispered. Constantine's strange action earlier—abandoning the Newborn Sprout of Creation and fleeing—had already destined that things were far from over.

Constantine must have done it to evade some powerful entity.

The legendary souls swiftly formed up, placing the one who had taken the Newborn Sprout of Creation at the center of their formation, ready for a desperate fight.

"For the Goddess!"

"Protect the Newborn Sprout of Creation!"

...

They shouted.

But, alas, nothing happened...

No, wait! Something extremely bizarre occurred in everyone's vision, almost as if using editing techniques, a frame in the video suddenly inserted a new scene—

In the void, countless waves rose, forming a hand that grasped the Newborn Sprout of Creation.

This scene was incredibly strange. One moment, the scene was completely different, yet now, that hand harmoniously appeared, as if it had always been there, holding the Newborn Sprout of Creation.

As for the legendary souls, they vanished inexplicably...

There were no screams, resistance, or battle; they were just gone! Gone in such a natural manner, as if they never existed, leaving one with a sense that perhaps their memory was playing tricks on them.

However, what truly caught the players' attention was not just the disappearance of the legendary souls but the fact that a large swath of land around them had turned to nothingness. The entire instance now had a gaping hole, revealing the chaotic and disordered void outside.

This indicated to everyone that the previous existence of the legendary souls was no illusion! They were indeed swallowed and annihilated in an instant.

The giant hand then slowly transformed, shrinking to the size of a normal human, forming a figure that was distinctly eerie. Judging by the figure's shape, it appeared to be a normal, well-built man draped in a light blue robe.

However, the figure's face was extremely bizarre, resembling a triangular prism with three sides, each showing the visage of youth, middle age, and old age. Anyone who saw it would find it incredibly twisted!

All three faces bore a gentle smile, instantly turning the players' initial wariness into trust. They each displayed relaxed expressions, as if all danger had vanished from their surroundings.

Only Sterl, both his original and his duplicate, remained extremely vigilant! He had sensed earlier that the figure in the light blue robe had unleashed a trace of Divine Power when seizing the Newborn Sprout of Creation, annihilating all the legendary souls.

Sterl had no doubt that if he had been standing in that spot and had not reacted in time to ascend to godhood, he would have faced the same obliterating fate!

As for the identity of the figure.

Sterl, along with everyone present, could guess it—

The God of Heaven Water!

This god's visage had previously appeared on the world boss, so who wouldn't recognize it now?

Sterl remained highly cautious. Using Star Insight, he detected—

[???]

???

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...

Question marks! Nothing but question marks!

If this wasn't a god, what was it?

However, Sterl wasn't too surprised. The previous scene of the creation of the Newborn Sprout of Creation hadn't clearly shown that the God of Heaven Water was dead. He had simply vanished after being gravely injured, retreating into the Netherworld.

It was entirely possible that the God of Heaven Water had been lying in wait and had now come to claim the Newborn Sprout of Creation.

Sterl reasoned, not in a hurry. Since a god had already intervened, the Dark Moon Alliance would have to make a further move if they wanted to take the Newborn Sprout of Creation.

"I'd better watch from afar." Sterl analyzed, using the acceleration from Divine Flame to float away to a safer distance.

Meanwhile, on the other side, after the Newborn Sprout of Creation fell into the hands of the God of Heaven Water, no countdown numbers appeared. Instead, a strange, pure white shield formed, standing between the Newborn Sprout of Creation and the god's hand.

The god exerted a bit more force, causing the shield to tremble and appear as if it might dissipate at any moment.

"Sorry, but I don't intend to follow your rules."

The God of Heaven Water didn't speak aloud, but his words echoed in the minds of all living beings around.

He continued to exert pressure, and cracks began to form on the white shield, emitting crisp "crack, crack" sounds.

The players present stood there, dumbfounded.

Only Faye, pulling "David" along, and a few others silently retreated, seeking cover to hide themselves.

Sterl found himself in a dilemma, unsure whether he should intervene. What was that white shield? Was there a seal on the Newborn Sprout of Creation that needed to be broken?

But if the seal was broken, would the Newborn Sprout of Creation be immediately taken away by the God of Heaven Water?

Sterl frowned but quickly relaxed his expression once more.

Because at that moment, another change occurred!

From the tear in the instance created by the God of Heaven Water, a figure suddenly appeared!

In the crowd, in Faye's mind, Felicia was making a ruckus in her consciousness space: "I knew it!"

"That bitch has come too!"

"She's behind all of this! Gloria, you really are..."

"Fine! Fine! Fine! You get what you want again!" Felicia muttered, clearly disgruntled, but she didn't forget to warn her disciple: "Hide well! Hide well!"

"The upcoming events are beyond our involvement."

As the newly appeared figure gradually solidified, dark purple light spread out, dispersing the Divine Power of the God of Heaven Water. The players who were previously affected also began to regain their senses and fled in panic.

The god in the light blue robe made no move, simply continuing to press against the white shield with increasing force.

Crack! Crack!

The shield was covered in more and more fractures, on the verge of collapsing.

At the tear in the instance, a woman dressed in a purple robe, her face veiled with a thin layer of silk, and possessing a beauty akin to a masterpiece, slowly walked in.

Her regal demeanor made many of the players present feel an almost irresistible urge to bow down in worship.

"Osmond, I suggest you save your strength."

"In the past few centuries, the power of [Transcendence] has grown significantly.It is no longer an era where gods with merely weak Divine Power can do as they please."

Her voice was soft and bewitching, sending shivers down the listeners' spines.

But the information contained in her words was nothing short of earth-shattering.

[Transcendence]'s power has increased? Isn't [Transcendence] just the name of this game? Does it have its own will?

And what is weak Divine Power?

What does she mean by an era when gods could do as they pleased, and it sounds like [Transcendence] is now restraining the gods?

The players were dumbfounded! Are these kind of secrets second-class players should be privy to?

The God of Heaven Water, whose name had been revealed, remained calm: "Long time no see, Gloria."

"It seems a lot has changed in the world while I was asleep."

Without hesitation, he identified the other presence in the instance—the goddess worshipped by the Dark Moon Alliance, Gloria.

The players were left breathless!

Although they had their suspicions, it was now confirmed that this small instance contained not one, but two gods.

And they were here to fight over a precious artifact!

The outcome of the gods' battle didn't matter to the players. What mattered was that any stray energy from the clash could easily obliterate them.

We're doomed!

At this moment, the two gods seemed indifferent to the players' various small actions.

"The Newborn Sprout of Creation is precious, but it's not irreplaceable for you. Could you perhaps part with it for me?"

"I need it to accomplish something."

"Since entering [Transcendence], it has been my constant pursuit."

Gloria continued to advance, maintaining a very friendly demeanor, yet she immediately asked the God of Heaven Water to give up the Newborn Sprout of Creation, which he had undoubtedly planned for a long time.

Osmond, however, was not angry: "Sorry, I refuse."

"I've been asleep for a long time, and I didn't waste all this time to make wedding clothes for someone else."

Though the two gods appeared to be conversing amiably, their attitudes were completely confrontational, neither willing to give an inch.

And as they spoke, the entire world underwent bizarre changes.

From the ground, the faint sound of tides could be heard. Even without the presence of water, the players felt as if they were in the middle of a vast ocean.

In the sky, a dark purple moon shone brilliantly. Though there was a "sun" within the instance, its light was completely overshadowed by the dark moon.