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

Passing through the world after nuclear war on Earth, all humans fall into a game called "Transcendence". Through games, people can gain the power to move mountains and seas. The strong can cross the void or the universe and do anything they want. Stel had been in this otherworldly place for eighteen years when one day, he woke up with the ability to "Evolve Every Day." Various talents? Evolve! SSS-class "Descent of the God," all attributes doubled, resurrection from death. SSS-class "Soul of Arcane," all magic cast without conditions, power doubled, ignoring the opponent's defense. What about different skills? Evolve! "Fireball" → "Flamestorm" "Wind Blade" → "Storm of Death"... And what about different professions?Evolve! Treasured items? Evolve! Pets? Evolve! By the time Stel stepped out of the gaming pod and back into reality, the entire universe was already at his feet. ---------------------- Update Daily! 9 AM PST Please show your support if you enjoy the story! How can you show your support? Gift Power Stone! 150=1 bonus chapter 200=2 bonus chapters 500=3 bonus chapters Bonus release will drop the following week!

Whisk92 · Fantasy
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How Could It Be Him??

In the arena, Celestial Stars had vanished.

After the terrifying impact, a massive crater had formed. Under the influence of the extreme heat, the crater was filled with a blue liquid. But unlike the water curtain created by Faye, this was a river of high-temperature molten lava!

Just looking at it was enough to send chills down one's spine.

The entire arena had turned into ruins. Even though the constructs within the consciousness space had self-repair functions, the destruction was so thorough that it couldn't keep up with the repairs.

What everyone saw was an extremely bizarre scene. The area surrounded by countless spectator stands no longer looked like an arena but had purely become a giant pit!

Sterl stood there with his hands behind his back, his face calm, exuding the demeanor of a seasoned master.