Angle's Arrogance? My Pact with the Succubus Queen!-Chapter 255: Build the Ghost Palace, Summon Ten Thousand Demons!
Logan said honestly: "Fifty-fifty. Shadow’s main body can’t come through, but she can control a lot of puppets through her Shadow Beings."
"The key is, we must build a defense system strong enough to fight her before she breaks free completely."
Judge Diablo said: "The Judgement Tribunal has recalled all forces to Snow Dragon. They are ready to fight at any time."
Council Holt said: "The Federation Senate has passed an emergency mobilization law. All resources will be used for defense first."
General Camilla nodded: "In the direction of Saint Heart City, the Military Committee will do its best to set up defenses."
Logan looked around at everyone: "Then that’s settled. For the next three days, everyone must prepare for battle. Meeting is over."
Outside Saint Heart City, in the main hall of the Lake.
In a underground space that was originally a thousand meters deep, a sealed room was built.
The room was surrounded by special alloy walls that blocked all outside signals.
Logan sat cross-legged on the central platform. Behind him, the thirty-two star marks slowly rotated, their light much weaker than three days ago.
Suddenly, he placed his right hand on his chest, feeling the pain from his broken ribs.
The internal injury from Shadow’s attack hadn’t fully healed yet. Every breath brought a slight tearing pain.
Natalia’s voice came through the communicator, unusually serious: "Logan, the medical team’s scan is done. Your injury needs at least seven days of rest to fully recover."
"There’s no seven days left." Logan opened his eyes and looked at the holographic projection in front of him. "Shadow will launch a full attack in three days. We can’t afford even a single minute."
The projection changed, showing a map of Saint Heart City and its surrounding areas.
Three red arrows were moving toward the capital from different directions. The rebel forces from Ironspire City, Dragonspire City, and Frostspire City were expected to reach the city’s defense line within 48 hours. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦
Natalia pulled up a data panel and said: "The combined forces of the three cities are about 80,000. Among them, more than 20,000 are familiar tamers controlled by Shadow Beings."
She paused, then added in a serious tone: "The movements of the other cities are still unclear, but we’ve detected large-scale shadow energy waves. Their scale could be twice as big as the main enemy force."
Logan heard this and stood up. His star marks flickered slightly.
He walked to the edge of the platform and looked down at the construction area below. General Claude and General Monet were busy there.
General Claude had his hands floating in the air, and golden runes were flowing from his fingertips. Each rune left glowing patterns on the ground.
These patterns connected with each other, slowly forming the shape of a palace—the foundation of the Ghost Palace.
On the other side, General Monet stood with twelve pairs of light and dark wings spread behind him. His eyes were closed, and his Mental Power spread out like a spider web, guiding the flow of soul energy.
Logan jumped down and stood beside them. "How’s the progress?" he asked.
General Claude was sweating, still working as he explained: "The basic rune array is 60% done."
"The core of the Ghost Palace Battle Style is to carve rune arrays into the Soul Sea, and build altars within the familiar space."
"You’re not just watching. You need to take part. The process of training in this battle style is the process of building the palace."
General Monet stood nearby and added: "Me and General Claude can help finish the basic construction in the real world, but setting it up in your familiar space and connecting it to your Soul Sea? That’s all on you."
Logan nodded and sat cross-legged in the center of the rune array.
He closed his eyes and sank his consciousness into the Soul Sea.
The silver ocean was more turbulent than usual. The internal injuries made it hard for him to focus his Mental Power.
Logan took a deep breath, forcing down the pain, and began to connect his soul power with the Ghost Palace.
The reason for building the Ghost Palace was to recreate the battlefield miracle of General Sean and General Claude—[Undead Disaster]!
The Spirit Palace is responsible for collecting friendly souls and creating heroes.
The Ghost Palace was used to collect the souls of enemies and create ghosts.
As long as the enemy’s rank didn’t exceed the master of the Spirit Palace or Ghost Palace, they would be hard-pressed to escape being called after death.
This ability to turn enemies into allies was exactly what Logan needed most on the battlefield.
Thinking this, Logan bit his lip, forcing himself through the discomfort in his Soul Sea, and connected with the energy frequency of the Ghost Palace.
Soon, the first rune appeared in his mind. He poured his Mental Power into it, and the rune began to spin. With each turn, it became clearer and more stable.
At that moment, General Monet’s voice echoed in his ears: "Don’t use brute force. The essence of the Ghost Palace Battle Style is Resonance—make your soul frequency match the array’s frequency."
Logan adjusted his breathing, relaxed his control over his Mental Power, and let his soul power flow naturally, like a stream washing over the rune’s surface.
Something strange happened. The rune, which had required effort to maintain, suddenly stabilized on its own. The connection between the triangle and the circle glowed with a soft light.
The first node was completed, then the second, the third. To General Monet’s shock, Logan’s Soul Sea seemed to have no limit. No matter how painful it was, Logan could still hold on.
"Strange, this kid’s soul is too strong." General Monet frowned, watching the energy fluctuations inside Logan’s body. That’s when he noticed, the life crystal on Logan’s forehead was actually healing the wounds in his Soul Sea.
General Claude, standing nearby, also noticed something strange about Logan: "Hey, this brat, when did he get this power? If he has a life crystal like this, why didn’t he just heal his own wounds?"
At this, General Monet quickly covered General Claude’s mouth with his hand. "Shh, this kid must be planning something."
General Claude’s eyes lit up. "Heh, I get it. I won’t say anything. I don’t know anything."
Logan was completely focused on his training, losing track of time.
When he opened his eyes again, twelve rune nodes had already been built deep in his Soul Sea. They were connected to each other, forming the framework of a small palace.
But the training wasn’t easy. Every time a rune node was built, it pulled at the wound in his chest.
Logan could feel the pain from his broken ribs as his soul power flowed through them. Cold sweat rolled down his face, leaving dark stains on the alloy floor.
General Claude’s voice came through, a bit strict: "Kid, hold on. This is how the Ghost Palace Battle Style is trained. The more pain you feel, the deeper the bond with the array becomes. Every bit of pain you feel now will turn into ghost power in the future."
Logan gritted his teeth and continued guiding his Mental Power.
The thirteenth rune node began to form. It was a more complex structure, requiring the balance of three energy circuits at the same time.
Just as the node was about to be completed, the wound in his chest suddenly flared up. A sharp pain made his Mental Power waver for a moment, and the rune node began to flicker uncontrollably.
"Focus!" General Monet’s voice thundered like a storm.
General Claude, standing nearby, had a look of quiet excitement on his face. "This kid lit up thirteen rune nodes. My god, he’s still injured. When I built the Ghost Palace, I only managed twelve."
General Sean shot Claude a sharp look, and Claude quickly closed his mouth.
They were very in sync and knew not to disturb Logan at this moment, so they quietly stopped moving.
Logan took a deep breath and forced his mind away from the pain.
Instead of trying to suppress the injury, he let his soul power wrap around the painful area, treating it like a rune node and resonating with it.
Another strange change happened. When the soul frequency matched the pain frequency, the pain that had been stopping the training suddenly became a help.
The thirteenth rune node stabilized in an instant, even stronger and more solid than the first twelve.
General Claude’s eyes flashed with surprise. "Using the wound as a base, using the pain as power. You actually figured out the advanced technique of Ghost Palace Battle Style on your own."
Logan didn’t answer. He had already entered a deeper state of training.
In his Soul Sea, the framework of the small palace began to grow flesh and blood. Energy channels extended from the rune nodes, forming a complex network.
When Logan opened his eyes again, six hours had passed.
His star marks were still floating faintly behind him, but in his soul, there was now a faint image of a palace, glowing with dark-gold light.
General Claude’s voice carried approval: "Good. The basic structure is done. Now it’s time to collect the heroes."
Logan stood up and walked to the edge of the array.
There were already many pale blue light points gathered there — soul fragments from fallen soldiers in Golden Sand City and the eastern battlefield. Some were Federation soldiers, some were robbers and killers, and others were wild beasts that had taken over the land.
The Ancestral Spirits girl stood in the center of the light points, her hands stretched out. A green life energy flowed like the tide, calming the wild soul fragments. They gradually stopped raging and began to show the shapes of their former lives.
Ancestral Spirits girl whispered: "The first batch can be revived."
Logan nodded and raised his hand to activate the array’s power.
Thirteen rune nodes lit up at the same time, forming a beam of light that covered the area with the most soul fragments.
Inside the light, two figures slowly took shape.
On the left was a middle-aged man in a Federation uniform, with a strong face and a scar by his eye.
On the right was a short-haired woman, her combat uniform had a red emblem on the chest.
Logan said in a low voice: "It’s Captain Marx and Officer Eleanor."
The two spirits opened their eyes, and their pupils flashed with soul fire.
They looked around, and finally, their eyes landed on Logan.
Marx’s voice was a little hazy: "We... are dead?"
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