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

The faces of the four gods changed drastically. As fellow weak Divine Power-level beings, they understood the threat Diana posed. She was not just a divine being—she was a dual-authority existence. If she were to self-destruct, the power she could unleash would be so immense that, even if they survived, they would surely be grievously wounded.

So, the only solution was clear: they had to stop her from detonating, and the only way to do that was to kill her quickly, before she had the chance to self-destruct.

But with this plan, capturing her alive was no longer an option. After all, she was a divine-level existence, and while they had grown bored of women long ago, there was no way they were going to risk it, especially now.

Without hesitation, they unleashed all their Divine Power and divine authority, constructing a distorting barrier around Diana.

Immediately, the chaotic aura surrounding Diana began to waver, and the speed of her self-destruction slowed significantly.

For gods, this small opening was enough to take action several times over. They wasted no time and activated their strongest powers, launching a devastating attack toward her.

Seeing this, Diana calmly closed her eyes, waiting silently for the inevitable pain and death to arrive.

However, the searing agony she expected did not come. Instead, a warm sensation suddenly flooded from behind her.

Before she could react, two large hands appeared from nowhere and gently held her, steadying her falling body.

The four gods, who had been charging toward her with all their might, froze as if caught in amber. Their bodies became rigid, and the power they had gathered ceased to move. It was as if time itself had come to a halt.

Diana shuddered, filled with confusion and shock. But then, in the next instant, it dawned on her. A surge of intense anger and resentment welled up within her, and she struggled to break free.

Her body and heart had already belonged to Hades. She would not allow anyone else to touch her—no matter who they were. Not even an upper-tier divine authority could make her yield.

But then, a voice, familiar and irreplaceable, whispered softly in her ear.

"It's me."

The voice carried a gentle affection, but also a powerful and domineering force.

Diana's body froze, then relaxed almost instantly. Her perfect features showed shock, followed by disbelief and surprise. Her eyes quickly became red, and large teardrops began to fall, unable to stop.

This voice, she knew it better than anything. Even in death, she would never forget it. It was Hades' voice—her Hades, the one she had longed for with every fiber of her being!

But wasn't Hades dead? Why was he here now?

"Could it be... after death, one really gets to see the person they wish to see?" Diana muttered to herself, her thoughts a complete mess. Even her consciousness was beginning to fade, as the mighty goddess couldn't tell if this was a dream or reality.

"Dead? As long as I'm here, within The Myriad Worlds, nothing can kill you."

Hearing the voice beside her, Diana's eyes widened. Her spirit snapped back into focus, and she instantly realized—it wasn't an illusion, nor a dream. Everything was real!

With trembling hands, she slowly turned around and immediately met those eyes glowing with divine power.

At that moment, Diana could no longer hold back. The despair and sorrow in her heart vanished completely, and she threw herself into Sterl's arms, crying uncontrollably, not caring at all about her image.

When she had learned of Hades' death, it had felt like the sky had collapsed around her. But now, that sky had risen again. Hades hadn't died, and he was standing right in front of her!

"It's alright. Everything's over now," Sterl softly murmured, gently rubbing Diana's back. His tone was comforting, but inside, he couldn't help feeling a wave of emotion.

In truth, he had been here for a while, silently observing the situation on the battlefield. What he hadn't expected, however, was the depth of affection Diana seemed to feel for him. They hadn't spent much time together, and he hadn't even activated the follower's mark within her yet, but her feelings for him were already so strong. It made him feel a bit surprised.

Especially when he remembered how she had fought so fiercely to avenge him, attacking the Ashen Temple's enemies without hesitation. The image of that made him feel unexpectedly moved.

With that in mind, of course, he wouldn't allow such a woman to die under his watch.

He had already planned to make his final breakthrough into legend, and revealing himself now or later made no difference.

"Are these the garbage who almost hurt you?" After soothing her for a while, Sterl gently patted Diana's head, his eyes now locking onto the four gods frozen by Temporal-Spatial power.

His gaze was cold and dismissive, as if he were looking at four insignificant ants. These weaklings—before they even reached hell, he could have easily wiped them out. Now, after merging most of hell's resources and undergoing several transformations, erasing beings like them was as simple as crushing ants underfoot.

Diana, now recovering from her emotional storm, looked at the four gods—frozen solid like sculptures—with shock. She could hardly believe that these were the same gods who had once snarled at her, intent on ending her life.

"Anyone who dares to harm me, Sterl, is not worth living."

A cold glint flashed in Sterl's eyes. With a slight movement of his mind, an invisible, formless power immediately descended upon the four gods.

In an instant, there was a loud bang, and their souls exploded. Their bodies seemed to be struck by an unprecedented, terrifying force, and they instantly shattered!

These four gods, who should have been formidable in their own right, were reduced to nothing more than insignificant ants, killed by a single look from Sterl!

But in reality, it wasn't as miraculous as it seemed. It was the result of his soul power. The strength that Sterl could unleash with his level 90 soul was something these ordinary gods simply couldn't resist. The two forces operated on entirely different dimensions.

Now, Sterl had the power to stand toe-to-toe with gods of the strongest Divine Power tier!

The fall of the four gods was like four brilliant fireworks igniting in the sky, a dazzling display that caught the attention of every divine being in the heat of battle.

All combat ceased as every god present stopped in their tracks, stunned and wide-eyed at the sight.

Diana's eyes were filled with shock as well, though what astonished her more was Sterl's words.

"Ha... Hades, you..." she opened her mouth, her thoughts a whirlwind. Her Hades had just called himself Sterl—a completely unfamiliar name. Could it be...?

Before she could finish her question, Sterl looked down at her, his tone calm as he spoke.

"You guessed right, Hades is not my true name. My real name, from the human race of Earth, is Sterl."

He surveyed the area with a glance, his voice clear and unapologetic, showing no concern about being exposed or having any gods recognize his true identity.

At this point, he had no need to hide anymore. He had enough power now to support the revelation of his true self! He was confident enough to suppress any enemies that came his way. So, from this day forward, in the [Transcendence] world, he could freely use his real name!

As for Diana, he wasn't the least bit concerned about any negative emotions she might feel. In fact, he didn't care at all. Experience tales at My Virtual Library Empire

He had already decided that Diana was his woman, and since she was his, she would never leave him. She was like a child's personal toy—hers to keep forever and no one else's.

Diana's eyes widened in disbelief, clearly caught off guard.

The identity of Hades was fake? His real name was Sterl? That meant, from the very beginning, this man had been pretending, even as he had been breaking her heart?

As Diana thought about it, a wave of sadness briefly washed over her, but it quickly faded. At least this man was real. At least this time, it was him who pulled her out of death!

She had actually suspected Hades' true identity for a while, but when she learned of his fall and disappearance, all her doubts and hesitation vanished in an instant.

Now, she belonged only to the man standing before her, no matter who he was or what his true identity was.

Sensing Diana's changing emotions, Sterl nodded in satisfaction. A wise man adapts to the times, he thought. This was how it should be. To be his woman, one had to have a strong heart.

Then, meeting the shocked, surprised, and wary gazes of the surrounding gods, he looked down at Eterna, who was being surrounded and attacked by over a dozen demigods.

Eterna, too, looked confused, his face full of doubt.

The man before him wasn't exactly the same as Hades, yet Eterna could still tell at a glance that this was indeed Hades.

To gods, appearance wasn't the defining trait of an identity. But the aura of one's soul—that could never change.

And this man, who called himself Sterl, wasn't even trying to conceal his presence. His aura spread out like a vast flood, so overwhelming that even a blind person could feel it.

Sterl smiled faintly.

"Eterna, long time no see."

As the words left his lips, the dozen or so demigods surrounding Eterna shuddered violently. Their bodies seemed to be filled with nuclear bombs, and in an instant, they exploded into nothingness. Their remains vanished, leaving not even a trace. Eterna was freed from the danger.

However, he didn't show any signs of relief. Instead, his expression grew more complex as he looked up at Sterl.

"You… are you Sterl from Orichalcum, or Sterl from the Ashen Temple?" Eterna asked hesitantly, his voice laced with uncertainty.

"Long time no see?" No, for Eterna and the others, Hades had only fallen just a few days ago. But the man in front of him—this person who called himself Sterl—had an aura so powerful it was terrifying. From the aura, it definitely seemed to be the same as Hades.

Yet something about him felt unfamiliar, extremely unfamiliar, and dangerously so.

Especially with the strength Sterl emanated. If Hades' identity was a mere disguise, then what exactly was his purpose?

Eterna couldn't help but shudder slightly, his nerves on edge as he waited for Sterl's response.