Awakening：The Infinite Evolution of My Talent as a Low-Level Awakener - Chapter 586

Chapter 586: Chapter 586: The Vortex That Erases Everything! The Collapse of the Silver Moon Wolf God!
“Dammit! Has Hades lost his mind!?”

The God of Runes, who had just earlier hailed Hades as an immortal hero of the Orichalcum Kingdom, couldn’t help but curse aloud.

Though he hadn’t clearly seen how it appeared, he knew that, aside from him and the Silver Moon Wolf God, the only other person in the vicinity was Hades, who was about to be obliterated by the Fallen Moon’s Death Ray.

Now, even the Silver Moon Wolf God was fleeing in panic. It didn’t take much to figure out—this had to be the work of Hades!

As he felt the terrifying, black vortex—similar to the Endless Black Hole—forming, his expression twisted. This wasn’t just an attempt to take down the Silver Moon Wolf God along with him; this was Hades flipping the table completely!

In fact, it wasn’t just him and the Silver Moon Wolf God who sensed the deadly threat. Even EternaBoris and the other ordinary deities, as well as the soldiers, all felt an overwhelming sense of impending doom.

This wasn’t because their perceptions were on par with that of gods, but because the lethal range of the eerie vortex had no boundaries, no distinctions between factions or allies!

“Quick! Activate all the defenses of the capital! Gather every deity and soldier, focus all our power, and defend the capital!”

The God of Runes immediately arrived atop the capital, channeling his Divine Power as he urgently shouted, the desperation on his face now palpable.

Even when the Silver Moon Wolf God had burned his divine authority in a desperate attempt to resist, the God of Runes hadn’t been this frantic or panicked.

But no sooner had his words left his mouth than the power of the black vortex exploded!

The already terrifying gravitational pull instantly multiplied—ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times!

The small, eerie vortex—barely the size of a palm—erupted with unimaginable force in that moment!

Hundreds, even thousands of tons of dirt and rock were sucked into the vortex, swallowed whole in the blink of an eye, despite their size being millions of times larger than the vortex itself.

All the air currents and energy in the atmosphere transformed into massive visible tornadoes, vanishing into the vortex at incredible speed!

“No! You won’t devour me!”

A shrill and defiant cry echoed, and for a moment, it seemed as though the Silver Moon Wolf God, who had already fled tens of miles away, suddenly came to a stop. It was as if a terrifying giant hand was pulling his body back, relentlessly dragging him toward the vortex.

“Ah!! Get away from me! I am the Silver Moon Wolf God! I am a high-ranking deity who commands the moon! How could I possibly die here!!”

He let out a roar, his colossal form—over a thousand meters in size—collapsed onto the ground. His massive limbs dug deep into the earth, and he channeled all his strength in an attempt to resist the immense pulling force.

However, in the next moment, his peripheral vision caught sight of a massive afterimage. He turned his head slightly, and his eyes went wide with shock as he saw a nearby mountain being uprooted from the ground. It was sucked into the vortex as effortlessly as if it were a mere bubble floating away.

In less than a tenth of a second, the mountain range, which stretched for dozens of miles, vanished without a trace. All of its substance disappeared, scattered to nothingness!

At this sight, the Silver Moon Wolf God felt an overwhelming sense of despair. However, his instinct to survive kicked in, and he struggled desperately, refusing to relax for even a second.

But soon, he was horrified to discover that the ground beneath him was visibly being devoured. The earth grew thinner by the second, and his body was slowly being pulled backward. He could almost feel death’s cold hand reaching out to him…

Meanwhile, the Orichalcum Kingdom’s capital was not faring much better. Although it was slightly farther from the vortex than the Silver Moon Wolf God, the force it was enduring was by no means any weaker!

In the blink of an eye, every expendable soldier and non-legendary fighter from both the Orichalcum Kingdom and Ashen had been consumed by the Black Hole, just like the ordinary dirt and rocks on the ground—utterly powerless to resist.

The remaining legendary demigods and even gods reacted a little faster. They unleashed all their power in an effort to resist the vortex’s pull.

The God of Runes was particularly frantic. His hands blurred with countless phantom images as he desperately channeled one rune after another, reinforcing the kingdom’s defensive formations. This formation was one of the capital’s trump cards in the battle, capable of withstanding even a high-ranking god’s attacks.

But even with the God of Runes’ reinforcement, the light around the formation flickered erratically, teetering on the edge of collapse. To make matters worse, the entire capital began to tremble. Though the tremors were slight, given the sheer size of the capital, this was an ominous sign.

As the originator of all this chaos, Sterl stood nearby, his face a mix of shock and astonishment as he watched the fruit of his labor unfold.

“Fifteen times Dream Power, and then materialized into reality using the Black Hole as a template… this power is just insane, isn’t it?” Sterl muttered, somewhat unexpectedly, as he observed the Silver Moon Wolf God and the God of Runes struggling to maintain their ground.

He only had a rough understanding of the power of Dream Power, a concept he had first explored in the capital’s treasury. Its power seemed to be roughly equivalent to a full-strength strike from him, but the Dream Power he used back then was nothing compared to what he was wielding now!

“If the reserves of Illusory Dream can be infinitely accumulated, wouldn’t that mean even beings stronger than high-ranking gods could be threatened?” he mused.

Moreover, Dream Power could create anything imagined, which meant that he could set the prototype to something even more terrifying than a Black Hole!

Sterl’s thoughts began to race, rapidly considering the applications of Dream Power, and he realized that this power wasn’t limited to combat—it could be exceptionally strong in other areas as well. For instance… could he create a world?

He took a deep breath, shaking his head slightly. Putting aside whether it was even possible, even if it could be done, the amount of Dream Power needed to create an entire world was far beyond what he could imagine. And there was another problem he had yet to solve.

That was, would the creations made from Dream Power disappear once the Dream Power was exhausted? If that were the case, then the usefulness of Dream Power would be significantly diminished.

But no matter what, this was an incredibly powerful and unexpected trump card for Sterl. If used correctly, it could even trick and defeat beings with high-ranking divine authority!

“However… it seems like I can’t leave just yet?” Sterl felt the space around him. Originally, his plan was to use the cover of the black vortex, then escape into subspace with Space Law and the Boots of the Void, fleeing far away.

But the vortex, created using the Black Hole as a prototype, was too abnormal. It distorted even space itself. Not only was space affected, but even time was beginning to bend. Space travel was impossible under these conditions. If he attempted to force a jump, the warped space might tear him apart, or worse, he could end up trapped in some random corner of the space.

For safety’s sake, he had no choice but to wait for the power of the vortex to subside before he could leave. After all, in the current situation, the God of Runes and the Silver Moon Wolf God were too busy trying to save themselves to pay attention to him.

With that thought, Sterl continued to watch the apocalyptic scene unfold while focusing his will, bracing himself against the backlash caused by the Soul Devourer Sphere as it refined his soul.

After all, the vortex was something Sterl had created using Dream Power. The lives that were obliterated by the vortex were naturally his responsibility as well. This could be considered an unexpected windfall—those from the Ashen cannon fodder army and legendary army who had narrowly escaped earlier were all now caught and shredded by the vortex. It was quite a significant gain.

Moreover, many ordinary beings had also been affected and consumed by the vortex. This further confirmed Sterl’s previous speculation: the souls of ordinary beings simply could not be refined into soul power.

However, Sterl wasn’t a person without principles. He couldn’t justify slaughtering ordinary people just for the sake of gathering soul power.

Turning his gaze back to the Silver Moon Wolf God, his eyes glinted with anticipation. If the Silver Moon Wolf God was consumed and destroyed by the vortex, how much higher-tier soul power could Sterl absorb by refining his divine soul?

As time passed, the vortex’s gravitational pull did not weaken. On the contrary, it grew stronger as more and more material was drawn into it. The sky above was filled with dark clouds, forcibly pulled down by the vortex, forming countless towering tornado-like columns that seemed to stretch endlessly from the heavens to the earth, a sight both awe-inspiring and terrifying.

As for the Silver Moon Wolf God, his teeth were gritted, his eyes bloodshot. No matter how hard every cell in his body fought back, he could not prevent himself from being pulled ever closer to the vortex!

What drove him to the brink of despair was that his divine authority was nearly burned out. Once his divine authority was completely consumed, he would immediately fall from a high-ranking divine authority to a mere ordinary divine authority, losing access to his Divine Power altogether.

At that moment, faced with the terrifying gravitational pull, he would have no way to resist. He would be sucked in instantly, meeting the same fate as those cannon fodder—obliterated, leaving not even a trace behind.

He even suspected that this thing could devour and obliterate souls as well. If that were the case, he wouldn’t even have the possibility of resurrection. He would be completely and utterly erased, fading into total oblivion.

For a high-ranking deity who had survived for thousands or even tens of thousands of years, wielding immense power and authority, this was an unacceptable nightmare!

“No, no, no! This can’t be happening, it can’t!”

His thoughts raced as he desperately searched for a way to escape this catastrophe. At the same time, he hastily took out every treasured artifact and item he had, hoping to relieve some of the vortex’s crushing pull.

But no sooner had these items been released than they were torn apart and destroyed by the vortex’s power, reduced to countless fragments that were swallowed and vanished.

In this hopeless situation, he even considered begging for mercy. But it was then that he realized—given the chaotic and uncontrollable force of this vortex, the one responsible for all of this, Hades, must have already been devoured by it. In other words, there was no one left to beg for mercy!

At that thought, the Silver Moon Wolf God could no longer hold himself together. His will and mind shattered in an instant.