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

Chapter 657: A Grand Gesture! Executor of Hell!

657  Chapter 657: A Grand Gesture! Executor of Hell!

Indeed, the reality was as such, and now the Will of Hell found itself in a state of deep frustration, unable to voice its grievances.

The power of these invaders was overwhelming. As long as the mother body remained unresolved, and that strange grey void was still open, it could not exercise its authority to intervene.

Even though the invaders had set up ambushes on its own turf, it remained entirely in the dark, unaware of what was happening.

As for the twenty-eight layers of Hell, aside from the fourth, sixth, and the current layer, which had been liberated by Sterl, the rest had been completely consumed and discarded by the invaders, leaving only the remnants of what they no longer desired.

That was, unfortunately, the only thing the Will of Hell could still present.

After all, even though the hells were destroyed and devoured, the power of authority remained intact, still a part of the entire realm of Hell. As long as things stabilized and the world fell into a dormant state for tens of thousands of years, there was still a chance for recovery.

Upon hearing this, Sterl couldn't help but feel a pang of emotion.

"These monsters really came prepared. Their ability to restrain the power of a world's will is terrifying," he remarked.

It was as if they had taken the home-field advantage of their opponent and turned it into their own. Without the resistance of the world's will, the isolated, helpless beings within Hell had no way to survive.

"They're basically experts in world harvesting…"

At this statement, Sterl froze for a moment, a chill running down his spine.

Could it be that these monsters' purpose was to harvest one world after another?!

His thoughts suddenly grew darker. This idea was not without merit.

Upon further reflection, all of these monsters' methods seemed specifically designed to counteract a world's essence: first, they suppressed the world's will, then forcibly broke through the world's barriers to reach the mother body, where they consumed the world's resources to create a powerful legion that could bulldoze the entire world!

Each step was perfectly coordinated, a seamless chain of destruction!

It was the ultimate natural enemy of worlds!

"So Hell is just the beginning. What comes after Hell? The main world, perhaps?"

Such a refined offensive could not be the work of some emerging faction. These invaders had to have a resounding name across the Endless Void, among the countless realms. Yet, why was there no relevant information about them in [Tanscendence], not even in the records of the gods…?

He slowly raised his head, his gaze piercing through Hell, seemingly seeing into the upper realms of the main world—those divine beings of the upper realms, those extraordinarily powerful entities—what exactly were they hiding?

In the midst of everything, Sterl vaguely sensed that [Tanscendence] was concealing some kind of secret. And this secret, it seemed, was directly related to the great calamity unfolding, and to the invaders who had come to Hell!

Sterl suddenly realized that the stronger his power became, the more he learned, but the more he learned, the more he felt that this world was filled with unknowns and dangers.

Everywhere was shrouded in fog. In the past, when he was weak, he was lost in the midst of this fog. The person within the fog couldn't see anything clearly, unable to feel its presence at all.

But now, his strength had clearly reached a certain threshold, pulling him from within the fog to beyond it. With that, he could see the countless shadows looming all around him.

He shook his head, trying to stop his mind from wandering. Wasn't it the same when he thought that the Divine Mountain Empire was full of secrets and dangers?

Looking back now, it seemed trivial, like nothing more than ants by the roadside.

So, as long as he became powerful enough, these fogs would shrink smaller and smaller, until they were so small they would only hover at his feet.

Even if he couldn't see through them completely, if he wanted to, one step would be enough to crush them into dust, vanishing without a trace.

Seeing that Sterl's mood gradually stabilized, and the coldness on his face started to dissipate, the Will of Hell let out a heavy sigh of relief.

It seemed that the benefits it had offered were now understood by Sterl, and with that, there was a glimmer of hope once again.

Thinking about how he would need Sterl's help to liberate other parts of Hell, the Will of Hell gritted its teeth and once again bestowed more of Hell's Blessing upon him.

After all, these powers were of little use right now; it was better to bestow them all upon Sterl. Once Sterl grew stronger, he would be able to assist it even more in dealing with the invaders.

Immediately, the magnificent and radiant light, which had almost been absorbed entirely, surged back to life. It poured over Sterl like a divine downpour, continuously bathing him, while he rapidly absorbed and refined it.

"There's more?"

Sterl paused for a moment, feeling a surge of excitement. It was no surprise—after all, this was the will of an entire world. The accumulation was simply vast.

Through the refining power of countless blessings, he could clearly feel his vitality expanding, his energy increasing at an astonishing rate. Moreover, his skin had become increasingly smooth and refined.

If one were to magnify his skin closely, they would notice that it was subtly shimmering with a faint crystalline glow. His skin cells had even taken on a polygonal shape, resembling diamonds.

This infusion of Hell's Blessing lasted for a good half-day before it slowly came to an end.

As the final beam of radiant light entered his body, Sterl slowly stretched his limbs, taking a deep breath. He felt as though his body was now brimming with vibrant vitality.

The surge of vitality was so overwhelming that it created an illusion in Sterl's mind: even if he were pulverized into dust, the scattered fragments of his cells would surely regenerate and reassemble themselves!

[You have been blessed and granted by the Will of Hell. Your vitality increases by 300%! Your energy increases by 500%! Your attributes increase by 300 points! Your recovery speed increases by 100%!]

[You have gained the friendship and gift of the Will of Hell, and received the special title: Executor of Hell!]

[Executor of Hell]

[Category: Title]

[Description: This is a highly esteemed gift from the Will of Hell, the highest title and honor that Hell can bestow upon an individual! As the Executor of Hell, in certain special circumstances, you are the ruler of Hell itself, representing the Will of Hell in all its actions!]

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[Description: This is a highly esteemed gift from the Will of Hell, the highest title and honor that Hell can bestow upon an individual! As the Executor of Hell, in certain special circumstances, you are the ruler of Hell itself, representing the Will of Hell in all its actions!]

[Effect: While in Hell, your recovery speed is increased by an additional 200%, and you gain the favor of Hell, allowing you to call upon its power for restoration or enhancement. You also gain the ability to communicate with the Will of Hell at any distance, with the power to return to Hell at will. After consulting the Will of Hell, you may freely command Hell's legions to fight on your behalf!]

As the notification echoed in his ears, Sterl stood rooted in place, utterly stunned.

He had expected Hell's blessing to be powerful, but never to this extent!

His vitality had increased by a staggering 300%!

To put that in perspective, he had spent a whole hundred thousand soul power to enhance his physical body, which had only increased his vitality by 100%, and that was only after using soul power to improve his physical form!

If he were to translate that into soul power, it would probably take around 200,000 soul power just to increase his vitality, and even then, it might not achieve this level of enhancement!

Moreover, his energy had been boosted by an astonishing 500%. Now, his energy reserves were so immense that he could fight tirelessly for a year or more without any problem.

On top of that, his recovery speed had reached a terrifying level, increasing by another 100%!

Although it wasn't to the extent that he could be obliterated into particles and still regenerate, which was just a misperception caused by such a drastic increase, it was more than enough for him to casually regenerate lost limbs or recover from serious injuries without issue.

And his four core attributes had each increased by 300 points!

Altogether, that was a 1200-point increase in attributes!

This was even greater than what ordinary beings would gain when advancing to the legendary level after a major breakthrough!

Furthermore, Sterl's attribute effects had been enhanced several times over, meaning that the 1200 points of increased attributes would have the same effect as several thousand points of attributes in the case of other players!

What surprised Sterl the most was the title of Executor of Hell!

Suddenly, he felt as though he had become a conduit to a boundless source of power. His strength surged dramatically, and his endurance reached an almost endless level!

"This is truly a grand gesture…"

He couldn't help but marvel internally. The Will of Hell's approach had been sincere, no doubt about it.

The series of enhancements he had just received could easily rival millions of soul power, or even more!

Especially the increase in his base attributes—after reaching a plateau in his cultivation, his base stats hadn't improved for a long time. To suddenly experience an exponential increase like this was simply terrifying!

"If only I could have a little more…"

Sterl smiled faintly, his voice almost a whisper to himself.

At this, the Will of Hell nearly collapsed under the weight of surprise. After all, the blessing he had just granted was the culmination of thousands of years of accumulation!

You're still not satisfied?!

The Will of Hell panicked, immediately sending a message to Sterl. The gist of it was simple: there's no more left, it's all been exhausted! Even if Sterl killed it, there would be no more power to give.

The only solution was to liberate more layers of Hell. By doing so, it could tap into the power of those layers and regenerate more Hell's Blessing.

"Alright, I was just joking. No need to get so worked up."

Sterl said lightly, his tone easing the tension.

The Will of Hell calmed down, feeling utterly helpless. Looking at Sterl, it was as though it were staring at a greedy monster—nothing was ever enough, and it seemed impossible to satisfy his insatiable appetite. It was terrifying.

But thankfully, it seemed like Sterl was finally content. If that was the case, it could rest easy—if not, it would be powerless to stop him, and the only option left would be to let everything be destroyed.