Awakening：The Infinite Evolution of My Talent as a Low-Level Awakener - Chapter 642

Chapter 642: Chapter 641: Extinction Heavenly Thunder Tribulation!
“Keep going! I want to see how much longer you can hold out!”

Sterl’s eyes gleamed with cold light as he once again released the freshly regenerated soul puppets from the Purgatory Space.

The scene that followed filled the broodmother with utter despair.

Despite having just expended a portion of its soul power to annihilate the “ant-like” soul puppets, within mere seconds, they were back again!

This incomprehensible phenomenon shattered the broodmother’s expectations. It already found the puppets horrifying before—but now, this endless cycle of destruction and regeneration was far worse.

Deep within the barrier, hidden from Sterl’s sight, the broodmother momentarily paused. Instead of gathering more energy to destroy the soul puppets, it shifted its focus.

Secreting a massive amount of slime, it formed a spherical mass of secretions in front of itself.

Moments later, gray energy began to pour into the sphere, while its soul vibrated at a strange frequency, as if it were performing some kind of ritual.

Unaware of this activity, Sterl’s gaze remained fixed on the barrier, now regenerating slower than before. A smug smile crept across his face.

“No matter how thick your shell is, under my power, it’ll all be reduced to rubble!”

He spoke confidently, feeling no sense of unease, as he channeled his inner energy to summon more Celestial Stars, accelerating the consumption of the secretions.

Minute by minute, the massive silver-white barrier was gradually eroded. From its initial thickness of several hundred meters, it was now riddled with gaps and tears.

The area thinned most by the relentless assault of the fusion monstrosity was reduced to less than 100 meters in thickness.

At this rate, Sterl estimated it would take no more than thirty seconds to completely breach the barrier!

Meanwhile, Sterl wasn’t letting the fallen secretions go to waste.

The soul puppets’ attacks severed the broodmother’s will embedded within the secretions but left the physical material untouched.

It was much like what happened with the annihilated Silver Spiders. Seeing an opportunity, Sterl collected everything, amassing a significant haul.

However, just as victory seemed within reach, a strange ripple surged through Sterl’s mind.

He paused, his expression darkening instantly.

The ripple carried a message from the Will of Hell.

The broodmother within the barrier was attempting to establish contact with the outside world. It sought to transmit information about Sterl and request resources from other broodmothers.

“Damn it! Trying to call for reinforcements? Let’s see if you even get the chance!”

Sterl’s heart surged with a chilling killing intent. If this cursed creature managed to transmit information about him, the consequences would be unimaginable.

These were creatures audacious enough to invade Hell itself—the very calamities foretold by the gods!

If the masterminds behind these monsters learned of someone like Sterl, whose powers seemed almost tailor-made to counter their existence, they would undoubtedly go to any lengths to annihilate him.

When the calamity descended, Sterl would face unrelenting and devastating assaults.

This wasn’t just a threat to him but also an immense danger to his family.

Additionally, if this broodmother succeeded in summoning reinforcements, the disclosed information could lead to the arrival of even more creatures.

Sterl, alone, was already strained dealing with one or two broodmothers. If more came, there would be no chance of survival.

“Absolutely not!”

With a sharp growl, Sterl made his decision without hesitation.

He pulled out his ultimate trump card—Illusory Dream.

Though its power had been depleted in the previous battle and his evolution had only restored about eightfold of his Dream Power, now was not the time to hold back.

He needed to shatter this shell immediately and stop the broodmother in its tracks.

“I’ll destroy you! Die!”

With a single thought, torrents of Dream Power erupted from the Illusory Dream.

In the air above, a single streak of deep purple thunder, tinged with an ominous black light, began to rapidly condense.

Though it appeared unassuming, it emanated an aura of absolute annihilation.

Boris and the other gods froze as they gazed upon the forming thunderbolt. Their bodies stiffened, and a bone-deep chill seemed to freeze their very souls.

“What… what is that!?”

“Terrifying… absolutely terrifying! This feeling—it’s even more dreadful than the wrath of a high-tier divine authority!”

“What in the world is this? Why does it carry the aura of that vortex of destruction?”

The gods were trembling with fear, some instinctively wanting to flee. Yet, under the influence of their follower marks, they managed to resist the urge, though their voices quivered uncontrollably.

“I… I think I’ve seen this before!”

Suddenly, Boris gasped, his eyes fixated on the deep purple thunderbolt, utterly transfixed.

As a god of the Nation of Orichalcum, Boris had a wealth of knowledge far surpassing that of the gods of the Ashen Temple.

As the thunderbolt neared completion, he finally remembered its origin.

“Is this… Could it be the Extinction Heavenly Thunder Tribulation recorded in myth, said to exist within the Endless Void?”

Boris’s eyes widened in disbelief as he uttered the words.

“Extinction Heavenly Thunder Tribulation? What’s that supposed to be?”

The others turned to Boris, their gazes filled with confusion and unease. Boris hurriedly explained:

“This is a terrifying phenomenon recorded in the chronicles of the Nation of Orichalcum. During the nation’s time adrift in the Endless Void, it was struck by the shockwaves of an Extinction Heavenly Thunder Tribulation!”

“This Heavenly Thunder Tribulation is one of the natural void calamities of the Endless Void. Its power is incomprehensible. Once it is triggered, even worlds can be annihilated under its force. Not even mighty Divine Powers dare to approach it!”

As he spoke, Boris’s face reflected his growing dread.

“That single event devastated the Nation of Orichalcum. It took over a thousand years for the nation to recover, and it barely escaped complete annihilation under that power. If… if this truly is an Extinction Heavenly Thunder Tribulation, then perhaps the entire realm of Hell will cease to exist!”

When Boris finished, the air froze. Everyone was dumbfounded, the silence so profound that the faintest sound could be heard.

“Is… is that true?”

The weight of his words crashed down like tidal waves.

For these gods, it was rare to even glimpse a high-tier Divine Authority in action; centuries might pass without such an encounter. In their eyes, a high-tier Divine Authority was already the pinnacle of invincibility.

Yet here they were, hearing that an Extinction Heavenly Thunder Tribulation could destroy worlds, shattering their understanding of reality.

“Then… aren’t we all doomed?”

“This is bad! Our master is in danger!”

As panic set in, they quickly turned their attention to Sterl. But in the next moment, they were utterly dumbstruck.

The terrifying Thunder, which had formed so menacingly, now rested calmly in Sterl’s hand, like a tame, obedient beast.

It lay in his palm, exuding an otherworldly aura, yet it seemed completely under his control.

The followers’ eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

The Extinction Heavenly Thunder Tribulation, something so fearsome it could obliterate worlds, was just sitting in Sterl’s hand as if it were a harmless pet? Weren’t they worried it might explode and obliterate them all in an instant?

“Did… did our Lord create this Extinction Heavenly Thunder Tribulation?”

A twisted, terrified voice finally broke the silence. It took several moments for the others to digest the reality before them, their minds reeling from the revelation.

Finally, Boris spoke again, his voice quiet and measured:

“This can’t be the true Extinction Heavenly Thunder Tribulation. If it were, just the residual aura alone would have been enough to obliterate us.”

“Even so, this is definitely a weapon beyond anything we could have imagined!”

Boris, having recovered from his initial shock, realized that while the Thunder was terrifying, it wasn’t the world-ending force described in the records.

He was right. Sterl gazed at the Thunder in his hand, a mixture of awe and reflection in his heart.

This was indeed a creation of his own, crafted using Dream Power and inspired by the descriptions in the records of the Nation of Orichalcum.

When Sterl first learned about the Extinction Heavenly Thunder Tribulation, he had been just as terrified.

However, the unique power of Dream Power, which could bring imaginary things into existence, allowed him to replicate it. With enough Dream Power, even the most ethereal concepts could be given form.

Using nearly eightfold his reserves of Dream Power, Sterl had managed to create a Thunder imbued with a faint trace of the true Extinction Heavenly Thunder Tribulation.

Of course, it was only a faint trace.

But even that sliver of the calamity’s power was overwhelming. After all, this was modeled after a natural disaster from the Endless Void itself.

“This is my trump card—enjoy it while you can!”

With those words, Sterl willed the Thunder in his hand to move. It shot toward the barrier and descended in an instant.

In that moment!

A dense, all-consuming force of destruction erupted violently.

The slime barrier, which had been holding on with great effort, melted away like ice meeting fire.

The barrier, which Sterl had previously estimated could endure for nearly half a minute more, was obliterated in the blink of an eye.

Sterl, maintaining close observation, noticed the mysterious gray energy within the barrier making a feeble attempt to resist.

It was futile. Under the power of the Extinction Heavenly Thunder Tribulation, the gray energy disintegrated into nothingness, like dust scattered in the wind.

Sterl was both awestruck and deeply shaken.

This was the first time he had seen the gray energy, which could easily penetrate and dissolve even Divine Power, rendered utterly helpless. Under the might of the Extinction Heavenly Thunder Tribulation, it was as fragile as foam.

As the destructive force of the Thunder dissipated, the barrier dissolved completely, revealing the broodmother inside, still in the midst of conducting its mysterious ritual.

“Incredible… If I could fully harness this kind of power, how terrifying would I be? Wouldn’t I finally be free of any worry about these strange invaders?”

Sterl couldn’t help but let his imagination run wild.

Compared to the accidental creation of the Black Hole Vortex before, this Extinction Heavenly Thunder Tribulation gave him a much more visceral sense of the terrifying power of the Endless Void.

It was as if a door to a new world had opened before him, filling him with boundless curiosity and desire.