Awakening：The Infinite Evolution of My Talent as a Low-Level Awakener-Chapter 792: The Sudden Turn of Events! The King of Many Causes’ Methods!

Boom!!

The earth trembled, and the Power of Nightmares, mixed with dust, spread outward. The Nightmare Marshal, with the appearance of a centaur, raised the massive hammer in his hand and looked down at the deep pit beneath him.

In the pit, a faint purple light from the secret runes was barely visible, but this trace of purple was dissipating at a visible speed.

In the next moment, he extended his hand, and the Power of Nightmares reached out, lifting the already unrecognizable Legion Commander from the pit. He opened his mouth wide and swallowed him whole.

The powerful Legion Commander, who had reached the peak of upper divine authority, and was on the verge of breaking through his tier, fell just like that.

With the addition of the ten Grand Marshals, the resistance of the Dream Spirit Empire's soldiers was utterly meaningless, like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

In less than three minutes, over a thousand powerful elite soldiers had all become the fuel for the Nightmare Elites to restore their strength.

Only a few Nightmare Leaders were dragged down to hell by the dying soldiers, and there were no other casualties.

"Your Majesty, we have not failed you."

After eliminating all the soldiers, the ten Grand Marshals knelt on one knee before Sterl, while Wood stood like an unmovable wall, guarding Sterl's back.

Soon after, other Nightmare Elites gathered in support, kneeling in large numbers.

In mid-air, Barbatos swallowed the flesh and blood in its mouth, swiftly approaching Sterl and lowering its massive form.

Sterl gazed at the twisted and powerful monsters before him, a faint smile playing on his lips.

This was why he had previously ventured deep into the Land of Silent Spirits, to obtain the War Soul Resonance arcane skill from the Nightmare Overlord and elevate it to its utmost potential.

Otherwise, when he held the key, these lunatics would have most likely never obeyed him. Instead, they would have turned their spears on him, the imposter, causing devastating backlash.

But now, he had firmly gripped the chain that held these beasts. As long as the chain didn't loosen, even the wildest of beasts couldn't turn on their master.

These thoughts flashed through Sterl's mind in an instant. He didn't speak but instead raised the bronze key in his hand.

After refining Asa's soul through Phantom Purgatory, he had gained access to the vast memories within it, including detailed instructions on how to unlock the key.

This key was the only way to open the Eternal Light World, and within the Eternal Light, all it required was a small infusion of external power to break through the barrier of the Eternal Light World.

As for where this external power would come from, the soldiers just taken were the perfect choice.

With a brief thought, a severed arm, specially preserved, floated into the air. In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a pure energy stream and was injected into the key.

The bronze key then emitted a faint, eerie glow, and like the tip of a paintbrush, it slowly drew a crack through the air.

In the next moment, under the excited gazes of all present, the crack expanded to either side, and a spatial portal with a diameter of five meters appeared in front of Sterl.

This was, unmistakably, the portal to the outside world!

In an instant, the eyes of all the Nightmare Elites, including the ten Grand Marshals, grew fiery with excitement. They were practically desperate to rush through.

They had been trapped in this damned prison for far too long, so long that they had even forgotten what sunlight looked like and what fresh air smelled like!

And now, seeing this long-awaited hope, even the hearts that had been silent for tens of thousands of years were trembling with uncontrollable fervor.

Then, a Nightmare Leader let out a roar, his eyes glowing a blood-red hue, and suddenly charged toward the spatial portal.

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His sanity had been completely consumed by madness, or perhaps this Nightmare Leader was already teetering on the edge of madness, and now, madness had overtaken any remaining rationality.

But before he could reach it, a monstrous serrated greatsword descended from the sky!

Thud!

Blood splattered, and the Power of Nightmares poured out.

Wood retracted his bloodstained sword and looked down coldly at the Nightmare Beings below.

Additionally, a hundred personal guards rose to their feet, standing in front of Sterl, watching the Nightmare Elites intently. Should anyone make a rash move, even if it was a Grand Marshal, they would not hesitate to strike with their swords.

Only then did the Nightmare Leader, who had been sliced by the serrated sword, finally split in half and fall to the ground.

This scene was like a cold bucket of water poured over all the Nightmare Elites, immediately snapping them back to reality. As they looked at Sterl, who remained expressionless and seemingly indifferent, a look of horror began to rise in their eyes.

They had almost forgotten—this War Demon had also been sealed for tens of thousands of years, trapped in the Land of Silent Spirits. He was another madman, but one who maintained absolute rationality and intelligence—a terrifying madman!

Sterl truly paid no attention to the Nightmare Beings. It was obvious that on the other side of the spatial portal, there would undoubtedly be a massive ambush set up.

If anyone wanted to test the waters by going through, that was certainly possible.

However, compared to that, he had a far better way, a way that would deliver an even greater "surprise" to the Dream Spirit Empire.

With that, under the watchful eyes of the ten Grand Marshals, Sterl calmly walked toward the spatial portal.

As he stepped into the portal and crossed into the outside world, the bronze key, which had been floating in the air, seemed to activate some kind of restriction, and with a thunderous crack, it shattered into pieces!

The key shattered, and the spatial portal immediately fluctuated, then suddenly disappeared without a trace!

Outside the Abyssal Prison, all the Nightmare Elites were stunned, watching the scene in disbelief. The ten Grand Marshals' eyes widened, their eyelids twitching uncontrollably, and a surge of madness rose within them.

"Many Causes!!!"

Walker howled toward the sky, the soul fire in his eyes trembling with intensity. His overwhelming aura swept outward like a hurricane!

This scene in front of them was far too similar to what had happened forty thousand years ago!

Back then, they too had unknowingly walked into a trap set by the King of Many Causes.

And now, there was no hope of escaping the Eternal Light. It seemed that the King of Many Causes had long anticipated this moment, setting a backup plan in place. Before all the Nightmare Elites, he had destroyed the key to the Eternal Light World, shattering their only hope of escape!

"I could have endured the darkness if I had never seen the light."

This was the true reflection of all the Nightmare Elites—nothing was more despairing and maddening than watching hope crumble right before their eyes.

Perhaps it wouldn't be long before these Nightmare Elites turned on each other, not only to vent their emotions but also to steal energy and life sources.

Wood watched the shattered key and the vanishing spatial portal, a flicker of something unusual crossing his eyes. But it didn't take long before he returned to his calm demeanor. With his serrated greatsword in hand, he stood firm like an unyielding wall, waiting for his commander's return.

Just like earlier, the remaining hundred personal guards also stood at attention around the area.

It was because of this calm that Walker and the others hadn't immediately descended into chaos and bloodshed. The chaotic situation had managed to retain some semblance of order, though it was barely holding together.

Was Wood loyal to Sterl?

No, it wasn't that simple.

From the very beginning, Wood had realized that Sterl was not the true War Demon.

But the series of events that followed led him to place his sole hope in this individual.

After all, it was Sterl who had released him from the seal room.

Moreover, they had no real hope to begin with. This was a gamble with nothing to lose, so why not take the chance?

As for the unexpected turn of events, Wood believed that this commander, more dangerous than the true War Demon, the one who had even defeated the Nightmare Overlord, definitely had a backup plan!

Rather than succumbing to chaos and bloodshed, he chose stability and to wait.

The other Grand Marshals and high-ranking officers, though shaken by the sudden upheaval, were not fools. They quickly regained their composure.

At this point, fury and collapse were signs of weakness. They could do nothing but quietly wait, hoping for a new opportunity to emerge.

Taking a step back, even without any further tricks, being trapped in the Eternal Light World was still better than being stuck in the dark and desolate Abyssal Prison.

With their intervention, the situation had temporarily settled. Everyone either stood or sat still, awaiting what would come next. However, their eyes remained fixed on the spot where Sterl had disappeared, their gazes chilling.

"King of Many Causes… a troublesome enemy."

At this moment, as Sterl continued his journey through space, he narrowed his eyes and muttered to himself.

The scene of the bronze key shattering and the spatial portal collapsing had not escaped his notice.

He hadn't expected King of Many Causes to have such a backup plan. From this, it was clear how meticulous and ruthless the old man was.

Because Sterl was certain that the old man didn't know what had happened inside the Eternal Light World, nor did he know that all the Nightmare Elites had been rescued.

Yet, King of Many Causes still set this trap. The cruelty of his actions was as venomous as poison.

In other words, from the moment Asa and the thousand soldiers entered the Eternal Light World, they were destined to become sacrifices.

Even if they managed to corner the War Demon, when the spatial portal was opened, they would step into despair. But at the same time, it eliminated the possibility of the War Demon leading the Nightmare Elites out.

This also gave insight into King of Many Causes' wariness of the War Demon. No matter the cost, he absolutely didn't want to take any risks.

However, Sterl wasn't panicking. The destruction of the key was unexpected, but from the beginning, Sterl hadn't planned for his Nightmare Elites to escape through the key.

Since he wanted to give the Dream Spirit Empire a big surprise, he would naturally play the game by his own rules.

Soon, the spatial transition was almost complete, and a massive ancient tree gradually became clear before his eyes.