Awakening：The Infinite Evolution of My Talent as a Low-Level Awakener-Chapter 790: Asa’s Astonishment!

"Such a nostalgic power."

Asa spread his arms, feeling the surge of power within him. A complex expression flickered in his eyes.

However, there was no sense of resentment. He was from forty thousand years ago, a Rune Warrior of the old era.

In the new world, there was no soil capable of bearing his existence.

For a Rune Warrior, whose lifespan only spans a few hundred years, to have lived this long, even with most of it spent in slumber, was already a miracle.

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Furthermore, his body was filled with brilliance and glory. To be able to let his brilliance shine once more before his death was a rare and fortunate opportunity.

Beside him, the legion commander looked at the figure that had just moments ago appeared frail and withered. His respect grew even deeper, and his heart stirred with waves of emotion.

The other soldiers, who wore grim expressions, also showed reverence when looking at Asa.

Rune Warriors held the defense of the empire and its people as their highest faith. This was the unwavering conviction and determination they held when they became Rune Warriors.

For Asa, who shared this same faith and had pursued it to its utmost limits, even if they were not eloquent or emotional, they could not conceal their deep respect for him.

"Let's move quickly. I can't sustain this state for long. We don't want to keep our old enemies waiting."

After saying that, Asa walked briskly toward the direction of the Abyssal Prison, with over a thousand fully armed soldiers following closely behind him.

"This is the Abyssal Prison, a miracle created by the world. When I first saw the true face of the Abyssal Prison, I marveled for a long time."

Asa gazed at the deep and vast Abyssal Prison, wrapped in layers of Constant Abyss, and a sense of nostalgia appeared in his eyes.

The Constant Abyss, known in the outside world as an indestructible natural disaster, a place that occasionally forms as a dead-end in the most extreme of situations, was a common sight here, creating natural barriers.

Of course, he remembered the exact locations of these Constant Abysses clearly. Even after forty thousand years, he would never forget them.

While Asa was unconcerned, the legion commander and soldiers behind him were on high alert.

Bearing secret runes, they could sense the presence of the Constant Abyss, but the Constant Abyss could not be seen, nor could its exact position be sensed. A single mistake could lead them to step into one.

Even though they were powerful, if they were to inadvertently enter the Constant Abyss, they would pay a terrible price. It was even possible that they would remain trapped there forever, lost and transformed into nourishment for the Constant Abyss.

With that, under Asa's leadership, everyone carefully moved along the invisible safe path.

The legion commander, in particular, was fully focused, memorizing the route, making sure not to miss a single detail.

Asa's Vitality Was Extinguished

Asa's mission to the Eternal Light Abyssal Prison was not just to exterminate the War Demon, either by slaying it or re-sealing it, but also to take on the role Asa had once held.

When the empire needed it again, he would be the one leading the army into battle.

After passing through all the Constant Abysses without incident, the entrance to the Abyssal Prison, like a hundred-mile Black Hole that seemed to lead into the depths of the abyss, appeared before them.

"This... is this really the Abyssal Prison?"

The legion commander's eyes widened as he looked at the scene before him in disbelief. Even with his experience, he was awestruck by the deep Abyssal Prison.

Especially the suffocating, ominous atmosphere that seemed to promise that anyone who stepped into it would be consumed by the Abyssal Prison forever, with no chance of returning.

However, as a seasoned commander who had fought on countless battlefields, he quickly regained his composure. His eagle-like eyes swept over the surroundings.

At that moment, Asa suddenly stopped. The legion commander paused slightly, then turned his gaze toward Asa, his pupils narrowing sharply.

"Alert the entire army!"

At the command, over a thousand soldiers stepped forward with precision. Their hooked spears were raised, and the green secret runes on their chests glowed faintly.

At any moment, with a command, they could surge forward like a steel tide, crushing everything in their path.

Then, the legion commander fixed his gaze on the edge of the Abyssal Prison entrance, focusing on a seemingly ordinary figure standing there.

For some reason, the longer he stared at the figure, the more an unsettling feeling crept over him, as if a brutal bloodthirsty beast had been awakened by his gaze, ready to consume everything in its path!

Unconsciously, he placed his hand on the battle knife at his waist. The purple secret runes slowly activated, and the hairs on his body stood on end.

This was an instinctive response to a massive threat. The danger this man posed was even greater than facing one hundred thousand soldiers alone!

Although the legion commander had never seen the true form of the War Demon, his intuition told him that the man standing before him was the very target of his mission!

"I didn't expect you really managed to escape the Abyssal Prison."

Asa, with his aged face, locked his gaze on Sterl not far ahead, his mind racing through memories.

Yes! There was no mistake! The person before him was exactly the same as the figure in his memory!

Forty thousand years had passed, yet it seemed that not a single trace of time had touched him. He still appeared as young, cold, dignified, and fierce as ever...

No one would have ever imagined that the seemingly ordinary man before them would be the Nightmare the Dream Spirit Empire had failed to defend against for so many years!

Sterl faced the intense gaze directed at him, sizing up the army sent by the Dream Spirit Empire.

Looking at these fully armored soldiers, even though he had anticipated it, he couldn't help but feel some surprise.

Because the aura emanating from these thousand soldiers was so strong that not a single one had a power level lower than that of a god!

Earlier, he had thought that the soldiers in this world might be of legendary strength, or possibly semi-divine, but to his shock, they had reached the divine tier!

Even though it was at the lower end of the divine tier, they were still gods!

A thousand soldiers, each with the power of a god, coming together to unleash their combined strength—this was enough to easily crush even a higher divine authority. Even a powerful god would think twice before underestimating their power!

Of course, not every soldier would be this strong; only the elite had been selected to come here.

But from seeing just a glimpse, it was clear what kind of strength the army of this world possessed.

In addition, the commander leading these thousand soldiers exuded an incredibly strong aura, comparable to the Nightmare Legion Lord, just below the level of the Grand Marshals and the head of the personal guard, Wood. This was close to the strength of his own personal guard, maybe even slightly stronger.

Their power had reached the upper limit of divine authority, and from the aura alone, it seemed that they were only one step away from becoming powerful gods.

As for the old man, his aura was comparable to a Grand Marshal, at the level of a powerful god.

But he was simply too old—so old that he could only fight one last battle, like a candle flickering on the verge of burning out, at any moment, ready to extinguish.

Judging by his appearance, he seemed to recognize Sterl—more accurately, he recognized the War Demon who had been replaced by Sterl.

"You don't recognize me…"

Asa murmured to himself, then smiled indifferently.

"Of course, you were once the Nightmare of the Living—War Demon. Countless powerful beings perished at your hands. Even though I was once the empire's strongest marshal, I was merely one of your many defeated foes."

"But in the end, you were defeated."

At this point, Asa's aura suddenly hardened. The previously calm and restrained atmosphere shifted, turning into a violent surge, as though a once-dominant lion was revealing its fangs—still sharp, but loose and worn with age.

"Defeated enemies should face their fate. You should have been lost in the seal, fading away, not returning to the world."

"Now, let me send you on your final journey, War!"

With these words, Asa surged forward towards Sterl. His frail body, which appeared so aged, suddenly erupted with an incomparable speed.

The howling wind whipped through the air, and the golden secret runes surged as Asa threw a punch toward Sterl's face. The punch, though seemingly ordinary, was terrifying, especially with the layer of golden light wrapping around it, as if it could crush everything in its path!

With just one glance, Sterl became serious. From the aura of this punch, he recognized a familiar scent.

This was the aura of a master of techniques. The person before him was undoubtedly someone who had trained hand-to-hand combat to the Master level—an unparalleled fighter!

Although he couldn't compare to the Nightmare Overlord, in terms of martial techniques, this person could easily overpower Sterl in his current state.

After a brief moment of thought, Sterl abandoned the idea of drawing his sword.

With his swordsmanship, if he did unsheathe it, he wouldn't just be defeated; he'd be crushed, humiliated, and toyed with.

So...

"Star-Bone Body, activate!"

He shouted inwardly. Countless Divine Marks rose from his skin's surface, and terrifying primal strength surged through him. He was able to track the golden afterimage of Asa's punch once again.

Boom!!

With the same force, Sterl threw out his own punch. The two fists collided, and even the space of the Eternal Light World seemed to shatter like fragile glass.

Sterl also felt it—a terrifying force that surged forward relentlessly, as if it were going to pierce through his body!

Fortunately, with the continuous enhancement of Perfect Regeneration, his physical strength had significantly improved.

Though the punch was powerful, he was able to withstand it perfectly.

While Sterl remained unfazed, Asa felt a surge of shock and disbelief inside him.

Although his life source was nearly depleted, the power he unleashed by forcibly burning his life force was still not weaker than what he could summon at his peak!

Yet, the War Demon, who should have been weak after being sealed for tens of thousands of years, effortlessly blocked his attack!

Not only that, but as the former empire's strongest marshal, Asa had faced the War Demon before. What astonished him now was that the War Demon seemed even stronger than before being sealed!

At this thought, a look of determination and resolve flashed in Asa's eyes.

Such a War Demon could never be allowed to escape its cage!