"Life can currently be divided into four realms!" Herodotus threw back his head and let out a long sigh. At this moment, the stages of life's evolution—the Four Awakenings—became incomparably clear in his eyes.
The First Realm of Life Awakening: the Single Cell, the origin of all things.
The Second Realm of Life Awakening: constructing an integrated brain and nervous system—the Perfect Consciousness.
The Third Realm of Life Awakening: building a perfect bodily work—the Perfect Body.
The Fourth Realm of Life Awakening: beginning to cultivate the special talent one created within the Perfect Body.
"My Fourth Realm is already cultivating the talent I bestowed upon my body—the Thunder Bloodline."
"And the gods provided me with a crown, accelerating my comprehension of the Magnetoelectric Talent and allowing me to leap across the long development period."
"However, after reaching this stage, I have practically died once over the course of more than thirty years of my life. All the potential I, Herodotus, possessed in this lifetime has been utterly exhausted in this brief span of time."
"Seventeen trillion remnant souls—was that only enough to carry me to the Fourth Awakening?"
He let out a long sigh.
Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, his eyes gradually brightened. "There are also the twenty trillion Lost Souls of the Abyss World..."
The Lost Souls of the Elf World had already weakened to less than one percent after several months had passed.
But the Abyss World had only just suffered its great extinction. That was more than a hundred times the soul power. If he could absorb it, he could extend his life for a while longer and fight heaven for his fate!
"Use the souls of my enemies to pay tribute to the path of my Elven Race's civilization."
"Use their souls to