Awakening：The Infinite Evolution of My Talent as a Low-Level Awakener - Chapter 606

Chapter 606: Chapter 606: The Terrifying Immortality! Infinite Fusion of Soul and Body!
The most powerful figure on the battlefield, the hundred-meter-long Swamp Giant Crocodile, let out an enraged roar, shaking the surrounding poisonous waters into violent waves.

Yet the Silver Spiders, like parasites clinging to flesh, held fast with their fangs and limbs, relentlessly tearing into his thick, armored scales.

What no one could have anticipated was that this Swamp Giant Crocodile—hailed as the strongest being in Venomous Swamp Hell, approaching the power of minor Divine Power—was still unable to fend off these insignificant creatures.

Its body, shrouded in faint Divine Power and boasting defenses surpassing even demigod-grade armor, was being forcibly breached by these seemingly negligible Silver Spiders.

“You pathetic insects—DIE!!”

The pain of having his scales torn, his flesh bitten, and his body consumed caused the Swamp Giant Crocodile’s rage to boil like an erupting volcano. With a violent thrash of his massive frame, he managed to fling the Silver Spiders off his body.

Then, the enormous beast began stomping furiously.

With a body over a hundred meters long, the half-human-sized Silver Spiders seemed no different from ants before him.

One step crushed dozens at a time, and with a casual sweep of his tail, an entire swath of spiders was cleared out.

However, the Silver Spiders’ vitality was so extraordinary that even Sterl and the other observers were stunned.

Though they were stomped into twisted, mangled shapes—unrecognizable from their original forms—the Silver Spiders still did not lose their ability to move.

They resembled tireless, pain-immune puppets with a terrifying semblance of immortality.

“You foul, wretched insects! I will make you regret invading Venomous Swamp Hell!”

The Swamp Giant Crocodile, still unaware of the true gravity of the situation, opened his massive jaws. From within, a beam of corrosive light over ten meters in diameter erupted forth.

Everything in its path was engulfed by the corrosive energy, and the Silver Spiders caught within it were no exception.

This wasn’t just ordinary corrosive energy. As a being at the pinnacle of demigod power, the beam carried his profound mastery of Corrosion Law—a perfected Law so potent that even gods would find it difficult to ignore.

The Silver Spiders enveloped by the beam finally seemed to reach their limits. Their movements ceased as they collapsed to the ground, appearing lifeless and drained of all energy.

“Something’s not right!”

Sterl’s sharp eyes narrowed as he observed the battlefield, his intuition screaming that the situation was far from over.

Sterl’s eyes narrowed as he fixated on the Silver Spiders that had been seemingly killed by the corrosive light. Under his Soul Insight, he was shocked to discover that the faint sliver of a soul within these creatures had not dissipated. Instead, it remained firmly entrenched within their bodies.

His gaze quickly shifted to the Hell coalition forces still locked in battle. For the Hell creatures being slaughtered, their souls would almost instantly disperse upon death. This stark contrast to the Silver Spiders’ condition was unsettling.

“Could these things still be alive?”

The thought was almost inconceivable. A demigod-level attack, unleashed at its peak, should have been more than enough to obliterate these seemingly fragile creatures. This wasn’t a case of mere resilience or vitality—this was true immortality.

In other words, these creatures might very well be unkillable.

As if to confirm his fears, the Silver Spiders that had not been affected by the corrosive light quickly scurried toward their incapacitated companions.

Under Sterl’s stunned gaze, the immobilized Silver Spiders began to melt, their bodies transforming into pools of strange, silvery-white liquid.

Almost instantaneously, these puddles of liquid were absorbed into the remaining Silver Spiders.

The results were immediate: the Silver Spiders that absorbed the liquid grew significantly larger, their aura intensifying by an entire level.

Using both Star Insight and Soul Insight, Sterl observed the process in horrifying detail. Not only were the bodies of the fallen Silver Spiders being absorbed, but their souls were also merging seamlessly into their surviving counterparts.

“What kind of creatures are these?”

A chill ran down Sterl’s spine. This phenomenon was beyond bizarre—these beings could perfectly merge both bodies and souls, stacking them into a more powerful entity.

In other words, while the Swamp Giant Crocodile and the other Hell demigods had seemingly reduced the number of Silver Spiders, the overall strength of the invaders had only increased.

The situation was equally apparent to the Swamp Giant Crocodile and the other demigod-tier beings.

They were horrified to realize that with each attack, the enemies around them were becoming stronger at an alarming rate.

Only now did they understand why even the Will of Hell had been compelled to act, mobilizing the full power of Hell to combat these invaders.

These creatures were not just powerful—they were unnervingly strange. Their abilities could leave one so overwhelmed that even the will to resist might eventually dissipate.

As the Swamp Giant Crocodile stared at the Silver Spiders, now rapidly merging with their fallen brethren, it momentarily froze in disbelief.

In an instant, a white blur flashed by, too fast for the Swamp Giant Crocodile to react in time. As he instinctively tried to prepare his defenses, a sharp, searing pain erupted from his back.

Glancing over, he saw a Silver Spider, now over five meters in size, had used that brief opening to leap onto his back. Its limbs, shrouded in the eerie gray mist, were stabbing relentlessly into his thick hide.

“How is it this fast?!”

Panic surged through him as a chill raced up his spine. Without hesitation, he summoned his mastery over Corrosion Law, enveloping himself in a protective armor of corrosive energy.

Yet, to his horror, the Silver Spider’s gray mist completely ignored the demigod Law Power protecting him. The creature continued its relentless assault, undeterred by the corrosive armor.

The Swamp Giant Crocodile’s heart pounded with terror as desperation took hold. With a massive leap, he twisted his colossal body mid-air and slammed his back against the ground, hoping to crush the Silver Spider under his immense weight.

But this wasn’t an ordinary Silver Spider—it had fused with at least a thousand of its kin. Its speed was now comparable to that of a demigod specializing in agility, allowing it to narrowly evade the crushing blow.

The Swamp Giant Crocodile’s heart sank, a dreadful sense of foreboding rising within him. Quickly, he flipped his body over to regain control, but it was already too late.

The Silver Spider, with its extraordinary agility, had darted to his vulnerable underbelly—the softest and least protected part of his massive form.

With its fangs wrapped in the ominous gray mist, it tore through his defenses and burrowed straight into his abdomen.

The next moment, the Swamp Giant Crocodile’s body convulsed violently, and a deafening roar of agony escaped his jaws.

“No! Impossible!!”

Desperately, he rolled across the ground, channeling what little Divine Power he had left into his body in a frantic attempt to stop the Silver Spider’s attack.

His Corrosion Law erupted uncontrollably, annihilating countless Silver Spiders in the vicinity. However, each fallen spider immediately liquefied into the silvery-white fluid and seeped into his wounds, merging with his body.

Sterl, watching from above, couldn’t help but be reminded of a movie he had seen in his previous life—about a liquid metal terminator. Yet, compared to what he was witnessing now, the cinematic portrayal seemed insignificant and primitive. These spiders operated on a completely different, far more terrifying level of existence.

As more and more liquid infiltrated his body, the Swamp Giant Crocodile’s struggles grew more intense. Inside him, the Silver Spider continued to swell, tearing into his organs and devouring his insides with ferocious efficiency.

The mighty crocodile’s agonized roars echoed across the battlefield, a chilling reminder of the invaders’ horrifying capabilities.

Even with the Swamp Giant Crocodile’s god-like vitality, its life force was rapidly diminishing. Its once-overwhelming aura plummeted precipitously, fading by the second.

Meanwhile, the other demigods were experiencing similar predatory assaults. Against the Silver Spiders, creatures that couldn’t truly die and only grew stronger by absorbing life energy and flesh, the demigods’ proud abilities and techniques were rendered completely ineffective.

In no time, they had become helpless prey, lying vulnerable as if on a butcher’s block.

“My Lord, we…”

Boris and the other divine followers shuddered as they watched the gruesome scene unfold.

As gods who had survived countless ages, they had never witnessed anything as grotesque and unsettling as this. Despite their inherent strength, the Silver Spiders exuded an existential threat that made even these seasoned gods uneasy.

It felt as though if they were to engage, they would fall—dragged from their divine thrones into oblivion.

Boris turned to Sterl for guidance, only to find their master silently observing the battlefield, his expression deeply grave.

This unnerved Boris even further. It was the first time he had seen such an expression on Sterl’s face. Could it be that even their all-powerful master felt threatened by these bizarre Silver Spiders?

What Boris didn’t realize was that Sterl wasn’t worried about the Silver Spiders themselves. Instead, his concern lay with the force controlling them from the shadows.

If just the fourth layer of Hell could be subjected to such an overwhelming invasion, how much stronger would the invaders in the deeper, more powerful layers of Hell be?

And what about the being orchestrating these events? What terrifying truth lay at the heart of this Great Catastrophe?

Sterl took a deep breath, the weight of the situation pressing heavily on his mind.

At the same time, he couldn’t deny that this journey to Hell had been invaluable. Without it, he might have only realized the true scale of the catastrophe when it was far too late.

“I never expected the catastrophe to take the form of these bizarre lifeforms, rather than something akin to The Devourer,” Sterl muttered to himself.

Previously, he had assumed that the so-called Great Catastrophe referred to a creature like the one simulated within the Hall of Valor, the fabled Devourer of All Things—a being capable of consuming everything in its path.

But upon witnessing these Silver Spiders, Sterl realized how wrong his assumptions had been.

Compared to these unnervingly alien creatures, the Devourer of All Things now seemed like a child’s toy—primitive and insignificant.

His Silent Domain, which could instantly incapacitate the Devourer of All Things, would likely have no such effect against these entities. Even Sterl found himself at a rare loss for solutions when confronted with such monstrosities.

By now, the Venomous Twin-Tailed Lizard Clan’s strongest demigod had reached its limit. Its once-vast reserves of life force had been almost entirely drained.

The once-mighty being now lay sprawled on the ground, barely clinging to life. Its eyes were filled with despair and unwillingness to accept its fate…

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