Angle's Arrogance? My Pact with the Succubus Queen!-Chapter 375: United Front – Fight Three Demigods Again!
At the same time, Logan checked the Dawn City defenses through the Soul Crystal and confirmed they were in place according to the plan from yesterday.
Gwen’s projection appeared alone. She looked down, her fingers clutching the hem of her lab coat. Her voice held a touch of nervousness. "L-Logan, please rest assured. Within twenty hours, the six Demigod-stage explosion potions and the two life-extending potions will be ready."
Behind her, the alchemy table held rows of test tubes, the result of her forty hours of continuous work.
Meanwhile, Violet led forty-eight Ancient Beast Clan priests, all at the 28 star level, conducting a soul prayer ritual.
The golden royal totem patterns around her body flared to life. Together with the totem power of the forty-eight priests, they formed a massive golden light curtain.
This curtain covered the entire position of the combined army.
Ten thousand Ancient Beast Clan warriors, saved from the Blood Sacrifice by Logan, knelt beneath the light curtain, praying with deep devotion. Their fanatical worship of Logan and absolute loyalty to Violet all flowed into the light curtain.
The morale of the entire army surged by 20% instantly.
Their resistance to the fear of the Devouring Rule increased by a full 50%.
Standing at the very top of the altar, Violet’s golden vertical pupils scanned the entire army. Her voice carried clearly to every warrior’s ear.
"My fellow Sky-Splitting Tribe people, my human comrades!"
"In three days, the great army of the Devourers will arrive here."
"They seek to devour our home, slaughter our kin, and destroy everything we hold dear!"
"But this time, we will not retreat!"
"We have the Razor of Lord Kane, and Logan’s Five Rule power!"
"We will fight side by side! With our own flesh and blood, we will build a defensive line that is unbreakable!"
"For our home! For our people! For our survival!"
The thirty thousand combined army warriors on the front lines roared in unison. The sound was deafening, as if it might burst their eardrums.
Ancient Beast Clan warriors and human familiar tamers stood shoulder to shoulder.
They raised their weapons and slammed them hard against the ground.
The clash of metal resonated, forming a torrent of sound that shook the earth.
Twelve Hours Before Battle.
At the frontline position in the Shattered Canyon.
Nel and Bobbi were inspecting the final line of defense.
Nel’s Mirror avatars were scattered across every corner of the canyon.
She carefully checked every shadow and every fold in space, confirming that no Devourer infiltrators were hiding.
Although her Mirror abilities were still heavily suppressed by the chaotic rules of the Lost World, the twelve avatars, each possessing 80% of her original combat power, still formed an impenetrable net of vigilance.
Bobbi was at the canyon entrance, setting up three layers of Phase Folding traps.
Each layer of traps consisted of dozens of spatial barriers.
Even if a Demigod-stage expert managed to break in, they would be forcibly trapped for three seconds.
And those three seconds were enough for Logan and Kane to deliver a fatal blow.
After watching Bobbi finish setting the final trap, Nel spoke up. "All reconnaissance avatars have been checked. No abnormalities were found."
Bobbi nodded, gripping her spear tightly. "All three layers of the Phase Folding traps are set. Even if Space-Ripper shows up, they won’t slip through unnoticed."
One Hour Before Battle.
Inside the temporary command center at Shattered Canyon, cold white Soul Crystal lamps flickered, making the room dizzying.
Logan sat cross-legged on a cold jade platform, his eyes closed.
Five streams of Rule-light swirled around him, flickering on and off as energy rippled in irregular vibrations.
The tiny cracks on the surface of his Five-Spiral DNA still blocked the smooth flow of the rules.
He could clearly feel that if he went all out, he could only sustain his peak state for a maximum of forty minutes.
After forty minutes, his strength would drop below 81 stars.
Kane stood on the edge of a cliff outside the command center, holding the Blade of Destruction horizontally.
His Demigod-sized body, normally one hundred meters tall, was shrunk down to ten meters, ready to unleash 90% of his power at a moment’s notice.
The two-hour window for peak combat would officially begin the moment they engaged the enemy.
His gray eyes stared fixedly at three black vortexes expanding in the distance.
The old wound on his chest still throbbed with pain, yet his hand gripping the hilt remained as steady as a rock.
Logan slowly opened his eyes and rose from the stone platform to stand beside Kane.
He reached into his coat and pulled out the gray-white Seal of Arbitration, running his fingertips over the nine throne patterns on its surface. "It’s time."
Kane turned his head, his gray eyes falling on the Seal in Logan’s hand.
"Double activation?" Kane asked.
Logan nodded, his tone calm. "Summon Observer No. 3 to descend and issue a temporary battlefield ban."
"Stop them from healing by devouring life during the fight."
"If we block that path, we have a chance to win."
Kane frowned slightly, a hint of worry flashing in his eyes. "If the Observers get involved, they will expose your Five-Spiral DNA completely."
"The Court’s attitude toward you has never been clear, and this move is far too risky."
Logan met his gaze, his expression incredibly firm. "Greater risk is better than total annihilation for the whole army."
"If I trust you to guard my back, I will take this gamble."
Kane fell silent for three seconds, then suddenly smiled.
He tightened his grip on the Blade of Destruction. "Good."
"I would rather betray the Court than let my comrades down."
"I will walk with you whatever you do."
With Kane’s blessing, Logan hesitated no longer.
He turned and walked to the center of the open ground in the command center, activating his 68-star Five-Spiral DNA to full capacity.
Five streams of Rule-light poured simultaneously into the Seal of Arbitration in his hand.
The gray-white seal exploded with blinding light again.
This time, the formation formed three times faster. The runes flowed more urgently, radiating an air of solemnity and urgency.
Overhead in Shattered Canyon, the massive circular formation materialized in an instant.
The thirty thousand warriors of the combined army at the position felt this presence and immediately knelt on one knee.
Violet rushed to the command center’s entrance immediately. She didn’t enter to disturb them but stood guard at the doorway.
Her golden vertical pupils locked onto the light formation, her 48-star aura ready to flare at any moment.
Nel and Bobbi arrived at the same time, standing on either side of Violet.
The three of them formed an unbreakable line of defense, ensuring no one could interrupt Logan.
Inside the formation, the projection of Observer No. 3 condensed instantly.
This time, he did not descend slowly; he appeared directly in the center of the light formation.
His silver-gray translucent body radiated a heavier pressure than last time. In his hand, he held a gray staff symbolizing temporary ruling power.
Observer No. 3 fixed his gaze on Logan, his voice ethereal yet urgent. "Balancer of the Five Rules, you have summoned me again. What do you seek?"
Logan met his stare calmly, neither humble nor arrogant.
"I apply for the Arbitration Deterrence Clause," Logan stated.
"Before the formal arbitration begins, ban the three Vanguard figures of No. 47 Restricted Zone from restoring their injuries and energy by devouring innocent lives."
"Also, forbid them from devouring any member of the combined army for energy."
Observer No. 3 fell silent for three seconds before slowly speaking. "I can issue this Arbitration Deterrence for you. But you must pay a price."
"Here are two options. You can only choose one."
"Option one: Arbitration Protection."
"I can teleport you and your allies to the Ancient Tribunal Sanctuary. Until formal arbitration begins, I will guarantee your absolute safety."
"But you must withdraw from this battle and surrender all control over No. 53 Restricted Zone."
Logan’s brows immediately knitted. "What is the second option?"
"Option two: Arbitration Deterrence," Observer No. 3 continued.
"In the name of the Ancient Tribunal, I will issue a ban prohibiting both sides from restoring power by devouring innocent lives."
"Violators will face a permanent manhunt by the Ancient Tribunal and sanctions at the level of the rules themselves."
"But as the price, after the war, you must come with me to No. 46 Restricted Zone. There, you will undergo full observation by the Ancient Tribunal to confirm if your Five-Spiral is a rule anomaly."
"If you are judged to be an anomaly, the Court will trigger a clearance program."
The moment he finished speaking, the air inside the command center froze.
Kane stepped forward and stood by Logan’s side.
Golden Destruction Rule flowed around him as he glared at Observer No. 3’s projection.
"If you dare lay a hand on him," Kane said coldly, "even if I must sacrifice my entire soul to destruction, I will crush your Ancient Tribunal to rubble."
Observer No. 3’s gaze shifted to Kane, completely unbothered. "This is the law. No one can change it."
"Choose: Protection or Deterrence."
Logan raised a hand to stop Kane. Looking at Observer No. 3, his eyes did not waver. "I choose Arbitration Deterrence."
"Add an extra clause: The ban covers all members of the combined army, including familiars and warriors."
"Violators face permanent manhunt."
The projection of Observer No. 3 flickered slightly. It was clear he hadn’t expected Logan to make this choice.
After a three-second pause, Observer No. 3 slowly nodded. "Granted."
"Arbitration Deterrence takes effect immediately. It will last until formal arbitration begins in seventy-two hours."
"But you must remember your promise. After the battle, you will come with me to No. 46 Restricted Zone for observation."
Before the words had even finished echoing, his projection turned into a stream of silver-gray light, shooting straight up into the sky and merging with the circular formation above.
The runes on the surface of the formation flared to life instantly. An ethereal voice of proclamation spread across the entire Shattered Canyon, reaching every corner of the hundred-mile radius.
"In my capacity as an Arbitrator of the Ancient Tribunal, I hereby issue Arbitration Deterrence."
"During this battle, no side is allowed to restore power by devouring innocent lives."
"No side may devour any member of the combined army, including familiars and warriors."
"Violators will face a permanent manhunt by the Ancient Tribunal and ultimate sanctions at the level of the rules."
The instant the proclamation ended, three angry screams of Demigod Vanguards echoed from the darkness fifty miles outside the canyon.
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