Awakening：The Infinite Evolution of My Talent as a Low-Level Awakener-Chapter 775: The Strongest Enemy! The Gap in Combat Systems!

"I understand now, War has long been dead. You were sent by the King of Many Causes. After all these years, he's finally begun to fear me!"

The Nightmare Overlord forced himself to rise, allowing the star threads to continue slicing through his flesh. His deep, dark eyes were filled with unwillingness and rage.

Sterl couldn't help but feel a bit speechless. For the first part of the sentence, he thought the Nightmare Overlord had suddenly come to his senses, but once the second part was spoken, all that clarity was lost.

"Fool."

He shook his head, unsure how to describe this stubborn, simple-minded fool.

King of Many Causes, the ruler of the Dream Spirit Empire, was the one who had once conspired with him to betray the War Demon.

However, from the very beginning, King of Many Causes had never feared this brainless brute. If it hadn't been for the War Demon, the King of Many Causes would have long ago driven him into the ground.

After so many years, the King of Many Causes had probably long forgotten about this fool. How could he possibly have sent someone to assassinate him?

"King of Thorns, perhaps you've been deceived by King of Many Causes. That sly little man's words are never trustworthy. Even in my weakened state, I still instill fear in him. So... coming under my banner is the wisest choice. I have already recognized your strength. Wait for me to rebuild my empire, and you will become the new War Demon!"

Though his body was heavily wounded and his origin exhausted, leaving him weak, the Nightmare Overlord still tried to maintain his usual commanding presence. He spoke to Sterl calmly.

"Believe in me. If you switch sides and join me, I will forgive your earlier actions."

He puffed out his chest and extended an olive branch to Sterl. Seeing that Sterl did not immediately continue his attack, the Nightmare Overlord let out a sigh of relief.

Indeed, he was a born ruler. Even someone who had betrayed him would eventually bow before his divine might.

Seeing this, Sterl felt a deep sense of disbelief, his eyelid twitching slightly. He began to suspect that King of Many Causes had somehow cursed the Nightmare Overlord, lowering his intelligence.

Had the Nightmare Overlord forgotten the way he had just tried to assassinate his loyal follower? How could anyone truly follow a king like this?

"Enough with the nonsense."

Sterl had lost interest in playing with him. His soul strength was incredibly high, but staying in the Land of Silent Spirits for too long would start to have negative effects on him.

With a tight fist, the star threads wrapped around the Nightmare Overlord immediately began to violently constrict, becoming as sharp as starlight, continuously cutting through his flesh.

However, even though the Nightmare Overlord was incredibly weak and his physical strength exhausted, his body's defensive power was still impressive. The star threads, which could easily slice through divine-grade armor, were caught in his flesh, unable to penetrate any further.

"You truly wish to be my enemy… What a pity, you've made the wrong decision."

The Nightmare Overlord's deep, dark eyes suddenly shot out a chilling glare.

Immediately, a dense Power of Nightmares was forcibly gathered around him, and an invisible weight spread outward.

At that moment, the Nightmare Overlord became like a star, emitting a powerful gravitational pull. Even though Sterl was in Star-Bone Body form, he could still feel significant pressure.

"Ant, dare to challenge the king!"

Sterl's pupils constricted. The Nightmare Overlord vanished in an instant. Not only that, but the star threads embedded in his flesh were cut apart by an invisible force, unable to stop the Overlord's movement.

A large number of star threads quickly gathered in Sterl's hands, even at the cost of using the Power of Star-Bone to accelerate the process. In an instant, a long sword with a slightly curved blade appeared in his grasp, which he raised in front of him to block.

Boom!

A massive fist collided with the sword, shattering a few crystal-like fragments.

At the same time, a terrifying force flowed through the sword, penetrating his body with tremendous power. In just one strike, half of his body went numb.

Sterl tried to pivot and retreat, but the extreme pressure enveloped a hundred-meter radius around him. Even the Land of Silent Spirits began to show signs of breaking apart.

Helpless, he raised the sword again. Using his Dimension Perception to predict, he blocked a massive heavy sword aimed at him.

This time, his whole body felt almost entirely numb.

But the Nightmare Overlord didn't stop. In fact, he became even more agile, attacking with one sword after another. Any mistake, or any sign of weakness, would result in a fatal strike—either to his heart or his head.

It must be said, while the Nightmare Overlord's intelligence wasn't remarkable, his combat experience was formidable. His relentless, sequential attacks left Sterl with no time to breathe.

Each strike felt like a finishing move, each one potentially deadly.

At this moment, the pressure from the Nightmare Overlord was comparable to being attacked by three powerful deities at once. If he showed any opening, he would be relentlessly crushed to death!

Boom!!

Just as Sterl raised his sword to block the next strike, the very next instant, a powerful, forceful kick landed squarely on his chest.

The star crystal he had forcibly conjured shattered from the blow, and the combined strength of the Invincible Power and Stellar Barrier couldn't even withstand a second.

Sterl grunted as he was sent flying hundreds of meters away, the long sword leaving a deep gash in the hard Land of Silent Spirits beneath him.

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Sterl glanced down at his chest. The indestructible Starry Battle Armor had caved in significantly, and the Divine Mark on its surface had dimmed considerably. If it hadn't been for the triple-layered defense absorbing most of the damage, that kick would have definitely left him heavily injured.

"No wonder you're the ruler of the Nightmare Empire. You are the most powerful enemy I've ever faced."

Sterl put aside his earlier mockery and disdain, his expression turning exceptionally serious.

This was still the Nightmare Overlord in an extremely weakened state. If he were at full strength, even if several powerful deities were attacking him, they would be defeated one by one, their heads severed.

Moreover, the Nightmare Overlord was different from any other enemy he had faced. The Overlord's combat system was incredibly simple—one, an extraordinarily powerful physique; two, swordsmanship at the level of a top martial master.

As for the Power of Nightmares, which reached the level of a powerful deity, it was mostly used for refining his body and honing his swordsmanship, and only developed the ability to control gravity.

Beyond these three things, there was nothing else!

This combat system didn't make Sterl think it was simplistic—in fact, it felt like an incredibly refined form of power.

There were no flashy skills. Every basic attack felt like a finishing move, and that seemingly mundane kick just now nearly knocked the breath out of him.

On the other hand, Sterl himself had no complete combat system. Under the cheat's evolution ability, his strength had increased too quickly, too rapidly.

He had always used whatever was powerful. There were many overpowered skills, but in terms of technique and ability, they were nowhere near as refined.

Such abilities required long-term practice, a process of repeated life-and-death battles to turn them into instinct, but he didn't have the time for that.

In his previous battles, he relied purely on the ascend to godhood boost, using powerful skills like Destroyer God Light and Fission Law to blast through enemies.

Later, when he obtained the Soul Devourer Sphere, awakened the Soul Prison's Eerie Eyes talent, and developed the Soul Power Enhancement state, he fought more like a brute, relying on soul power when things got tough, and if the soul power wasn't enough, then Phantom Purgatory.

Now, he was fighting with the Celestial Saint Body.

Those skills that had cost him a lot of effort and once seemed powerful had almost all been discarded.

At least with the strength he was facing now, those skills were nothing but beautiful fireworks—flashy but useless.

And today, this Nightmare Overlord, who seemed like a simpleton, had shown him what true combat was and what true strength really meant.

There were no flashy tricks, just a perfect use of physical strength, ability, and technique.

If he could perceive the attributes of the Nightmare Overlord, just like in the Transcendence world, it would undoubtedly reveal a collection of MAX-level passives, a couple of seemingly ordinary core abilities, and numerous self-developed, refined, and perfected abilities that had been honed and eliminated over time.

And these abilities would perfectly align with the swordsmanship he had mastered.

As for things like the Sword God or Combat God, compared to gods who relied on laws and divine authority to fight, the Nightmare Overlord's swordsmanship was the true art of killing!

Sterl exhaled deeply, staring intently at the Nightmare Overlord in front of him, silently vowing that if he managed to survive and leave this place, he would refine the various abilities he currently possessed and build a combat system uniquely his own.

His eyes gradually grew deeper, and he activated Soul Insight and Soul Absorption simultaneously.

However, what Sterl did not expect was that this talent ability, which had never disappointed him before, was now facing a crushing defeat.

Soul Insight enveloped the Nightmare Overlord, but it was like crashing into red-hot steel—instantly collapsing.

Although Soul Absorption had some effect, the speed, which was originally described as 1% to 100% per second, plummeted to only 0.1%.

A sense of unease weighed heavily on his chest. He looked at the large sword in the Nightmare Overlord's hand, and his intuition told him that the Overlord's incredible resistance had to be due to that extraordinary and powerful swordsmanship.

Although he didn't fully understand technique, he was still aware of its power.

The saying a single thought can make one a god wasn't just about wielding a weapon—it was about cultivating the heart.

Swordsmanship cultivates the heart, while blade techniques cultivate the soul… Each type of technique has its own unique power.

But whichever it may be, when any technique or ability is practiced to its utmost limit, it grants one powerful resistance, even immunity to mental, soul, and willpower damage or control.

Clearly, the Nightmare Overlord had mastered his swordsmanship to the level of a grandmaster!