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

Let's not forget that Terran himself was a powerful god wielding three divine authorities. With his position, he must have access to many of the secrets and inner workings of the Orichalcum Kingdom.

This included the plans for Orichalcum's current operations, their strategies, and even the privileges of the royal city itself!

That's right—privileges! Much like Ashen's main base, without the proper permissions, foreign gods attempting to enter would be immediately suppressed. Given the scale of the royal city, it was clear this was a formidable artifact.

But with Boris's divine-level permissions, everything changed. Their original plan was to use an item from the upper realms to forcibly attack the royal city. Now, with the ability to enter, they could strike from the inside out—launching an internal surprise attack!

Perhaps they could even destroy the royal city in one blow, sever its connection with the world, and shatter any plans Orichalcum had to bring their forces into this realm!

Not only that, but using this information gap, they could surprise Orichalcum's gods, exploiting the difference in knowledge under the protection of the Shielding Power.

If they acted quickly, unleashing a series of powerful attacks, they would be able to slaughter half of Orichalcum's gods! This would cripple their resistance, leaving them even weaker.

When Terran thought about it this way, he realized just how valuable Boris truly was—immensely valuable. As long as the Orichalcum Kingdom was still intact, Boris had great utility.

"Ha ha ha! Terran, my friend, this is the kind of decisiveness and generosity a god should have."

A pleased expression spread across Boris's face, and he spoke slowly, "Don't worry, my demands aren't high. After Orichalcum's destruction, I want five Crystals of Faith. Additionally, you must sign a pact with me, swearing on your divine souls that you will never turn your weapons against me."

He paused for a moment, and a deep, poisonous malice filled his expression as he continued. "Moreover, I want you to capture Eterna and Hades alive! I want to personally cripple them and turn them into lowly slaves, forever tormented by pain!"

"Those are my terms. If you can't meet them, you can either kill me, or let me go."

Boris quickly regained his composure and addressed Terran, watching him intently as he spoke.

Terran furrowed his brow slightly. Were these conditions too difficult? Not really. The five Crystals of Faith were precious, but they were nothing compared to the destruction of the royal city.

However, considering the subsequent terms, he surmised that Boris must have been completely cornered in the Orichalcum Kingdom. His hatred for Eterna and Hades must be deep, which is why he had no choice but to join them.

It seemed that Boris also hoped to remain within the Ashen faction, to find some refuge for himself. Terran gave him a glance, and a barely perceptible sneer flashed in his eyes.

Betrayers, no matter where they go, will always be treated like pariahs—hunted and despised by everyone. And this person actually wants to join Ashen?

Of course, Terran wouldn't show any emotions now, but once the royal city of Orichalcum was thoroughly destroyed, a mere contract would be nothing. He wouldn't even need to call upon the upper realms for help. He had methods at his disposal—using certain items to perfectly dissolve it if necessary.

"Very well, Mr. Boris. On behalf of Ashen, I accept your terms. From now on, we are allies."

With those words, Terran took out a divine-level contract and inscribed the agreement between the two of them. He then sealed it with the Mark of the Soul and handed it to Boris. The latter's face lit up with wild joy, as if he had finally achieved his goal. He quickly signed the contract.

Immediately, the contract transformed into two glowing orbs, each sinking into the bodies of Boris and Terran, marking the successful binding of their agreement. Boris had officially joined the Ashen faction.

"Alright, Mr. Boris. Now that we're in this together, we need to discuss how to make our shared enemies pay the price they deserve."

"Of course."

A faint, unshakable smile remained on Boris's face, as though he could already foresee the misery that awaited Eterna and Hades.

"I didn't expect the plan to go so smoothly!"

Sterl was in high spirits. He had anticipated a more challenging process, but things had gone far easier than he expected. He had successfully placed his dark piece into the game without any real trouble.

However, while it seemed easy, the necessary conditions for success were not trivial. First, there was the evolved Blood of the Ancient One: Reforged, a power enhanced to its absolute limit. Its effects were likely even stronger than many of the Ancient One's abilities, granting Boris unwavering loyalty and forcing him to act according to Sterl's will.

Second, there was the map module—an almost cheat-like, monstrous ability. On the surface, it lacked combat capabilities, but in terms of support, it was incredibly powerful!

The combination of these two abilities exceeded anyone's expectations. Terran and the other gods would never believe that Boris, a powerful god with three divine authorities, could actually become Sterl's puppet!

"Now, let's see where Eterna and the others are."

With a thought, Sterl's divine sight switched to the location of Eterna and the other gods.

Eterna and the others, in order to minimize their presence and energy signatures, were not moving quickly. They had only just crossed the boundary between the two factions and were slowly heading toward Ashen's main base.

Though they didn't have a Shielding Power-like ability, it was clear that they had used many valuable items to conceal their movements. Apart from other gods, no one would have been able to detect their presence.

"Hades, what are you thinking about?"

At this moment, Diana seemed to notice that he was distracted, and couldn't help but ask.

"It's nothing, just thinking about a few things."

"Oh? What things?"

"You'll find out later."

He smiled mysteriously, then, with a swift motion, he slapped Diana's rounded, full backside hard. The sharp crack of the slap rang out, and her soft, plush rear end seemed to ripple like jelly under Sterl's hand, the whole palm sinking into the extreme softness, before quickly springing back, gently rippling. The sight was so pleasing to the eye that it almost made one want to pounce and take a bite. Find adventures on empire

"You're disgusting," Diana muttered with a light grunt, trying to pull away, but Sterl wrapped his arm around her waist, holding her close. She had no choice but to obediently lean against him.

Behind them, Morette and the others looked somewhat awkward, quickly averting their eyes and avoiding a more detailed look. Occasionally, their gazes met with the others, but they could only smile helplessly. In their view, Hades still seemed too carefree, not at all resembling the demeanor of a god. Instead, he seemed more like... a mortal!

Of course, this was just a passing thought, and perhaps they reasoned that Hades was so powerful that he wasn't bound by the restrictions of divinity.

But little did they know, they had almost stumbled upon the right answer, only to deftly avoid it. If they knew that Sterl wasn't a god at all, not even a legend, but just a mere third-class being, they would likely show a completely different reaction!

However, the stereotypes had already been formed, and even if Sterl confessed to his true identity, they wouldn't believe him. Instead, they would likely think it was just a dark joke of his, a twisted sense of humor.

Meanwhile, Boris and Terran were finishing their discussion.

"Hmph, they actually think they can take advantage of this opportunity to attack our headquarters? They really don't know their place!"

One of the gods, after hearing the details of Orichalcum's plan from Boris, couldn't help but snort in anger, his face filled with rage. At the same time, there was also a trace of fear and worry in his heart, because they now knew that Orichalcum's trump card consisted of three Sword of Doomsday Judgment, each created by a higher-level divine authority!

The power of those swords, coming from a higher divine authority, was something these weak Divine Power-level gods had no means of resisting. If they were caught unaware and struck by one, the consequences would be unthinkable. The casualties would be devastating!

"Thank goodness Boris warned us. Otherwise, the outcome would have been unimaginable."

"This attack on the royal city... Boris should definitely take the credit!"

"You are truly a blessing for us in Ashen!"

After snapping out of his initial shock, the gods showered Boris with constant praise and gratitude. Words of admiration flowed endlessly, and they almost began to compare him to a world-saving hero.

"Since that's the case, then we absolutely cannot let them succeed. We must intercept them and annihilate them in one fell swoop!"

Terran's heart was also deeply shaken. If Eterna and the others were allowed to get too close to the Ashen headquarters, the three Sword of Doomsday Judgment would tear the ground apart. He could hardly even begin to imagine such a scene.

"Don't worry," Boris said with a confident smile. "I've made a few adjustments with the two teams. They won't detect anything. Right now, I have the coordinates of both directions under control. It's as simple as catching fish in a barrel. The outcome is already decided."

A look of smug satisfaction appeared on Boris's face, which made Terran's heart relax. Just a moment ago, he had felt some disdain toward Boris, but now he felt true relief and gratitude.

If it hadn't been for Boris's defection, Terran might have already perished beneath the Sword of Doomsday Judgment, and the Ashen forces would have been completely shattered. They would have been left helpless, watching as the royal city merged with the world, and more of Orichalcum's forces flooded into this world to sweep everything clean.

"Mr. Boris, you must be the one most familiar with the specific arrangements. So, we ask that you take command."

Upon hearing this, Boris's eyes gleamed with sharpness. "Then you'll have to tell me your trump cards first. You can't just have Shielding Power. While Shielding Power can block their presence, it can't stop the power of the Sword of Doomsday Judgment. I don't want to go to my death alongside you. If Eterna and the others catch us, the outcome will be... unimaginable."