Angle's Arrogance? My Pact with the Succubus Queen! - Chapter 360: Iron-Bone’s Plot Exposed!
Chapter 360: Chapter 360: Iron-Bone’s Plot Exposed!
Suddenly, Logan heard Kane’s low, gravelly voice in his ear. “The main path on the left is blocked by Iron-Bone’s spies. Thirty 32-star Saints are hiding behind cover in three spots along the direct route, equipped with rule disruptors that target Demigod-stage energy. Do not enter.”
“Take the western abandoned mine tunnel. It’s narrow, but it leads straight behind the altar. You’ll only encounter scattered low-level guards.”
Logan showed no signs of confusion. He used his soul contract to check the mine tunnel’s layout with Violet.
Violet closed her eyes, extending her senses to scan the tunnel’s interior.
Three seconds later, she opened her eyes and nodded slightly at Logan. “There’s no large-scale energy spike inside the tunnel. It will definitely bypass the Elders’ main monitoring net.”
“However, it will take fifteen extra minutes. There are ancient traps inside, so we need to be careful. I checked behind us; no one is following.”
Logan quickly calculated the time.
The meeting with Kane was set for thirty minutes from now, leaving seventeen minutes left. Taking the mine tunnel would get them there right on time.
With that thought, Logan ordered coldly, “Turn toward the western mine tunnel.”
Violet nodded, and the four of them quickly moved into the abandoned tunnel.
The tunnel was dim.
Violet gathered pale golden light at her fingertips to illuminate the way.
The glow revealed weathered murals of the Ancient Beast Clan’s ancestors on the cave walls. The paintings showed the First Chieftain fighting side-by-side with a golden figure against a wave of black Devourers—a scene from three thousand years ago when Kane saved the Sky-Splitting Tribe’s ancestors.
Moving faster, the group soon reached the end of the mine tunnel.
The exit opened directly against the western rock face surrounding the Destruction Temple’s altar, about a hundred meters from the core.
As Logan stepped out of the tunnel, his Gray Soul Rule in the five-spiral sense suddenly trembled violently. It caught a faint wave of 48-star Quasi-Demigod Devouring Rule energy coming from the altar’s direction.
The frequency was exactly the same as the soul-devouring ghost Logan had killed in Wailing Canyon. It was more hidden and chilling, proving that the No. 47 Restricted Zone’s vanguard had already snuck into the forbidden area early.
At the same time, the Royal Blood Resonance stone in Violet’s chest began to vibrate violently.
Her contract mark on her brow flashed, warning of a Devouring Trap targeting the Ancient Beast Clan ahead.
Just then, Kane’s voice rang again in Logan’s Soul Sea. His tone was far heavier and more urgent than before: “They moved up. They sent vanguard troops to sneak inside to set up a pincer attack. Iron-Bone is starting the blood sacrifice ritual to cut my connection to the earth vein.”
“Hurry up. You need to be there within three minutes, or I will be forced to cancel the meeting.”
Logan’s pupils contracted sharply. “Move!”
He shot a glance at Violet. She understood immediately, her golden vertical pupils locking onto the altar.
Nel instantly split into twelve physical avatars, fanning out and quietly vanishing into the shadows.
Bobbi activated Phase Folding, hiding her true self inside her Mirror.
Seeing everyone ready, Logan flashed out from the shadow of the rock face the moment he saw his opening, sprinting fast toward the altar.
The four figures darted through the shadows between the rocks. The hundred-meter distance closed in an instant.
The moment they rushed into the altar square, Logan’s eyes swept the scene, and his expression turned cold.
The square was paved with a single piece of black volcanic rock, covered in ancient runes of the Eternal Night Covenant. In the center stood an old altar built from the fossilized horn of the First Chieftain.
Iron-Bone, the Grand Elder, wore a dark-gold robe and stood at the highest point of the altar.
His 48-star Quasi-Demigod aura roared outward. He held a black bone fragment high in both hands—the fragment of a sealing structure diagram recorded in the Eternal Night Covenant.
Faint black mist of Devouring Rule coiled around the bone fragment, carrying the exact same energy signature as the No. 47 Zone vanguard Logan had sensed.
Thirty Elders’ loyalists from the Elder Hall, all 32-star Saints, stood in a ring around the altar.
Each of them had a blood-red bone blade stabbed into their chest. Blood slowly dripped from the grooves of the blades, flowing into the altar’s grooves.
The blood sacrifice ritual had already begun. A blood-red energy pillar, ten meters wide, surged into the sky. Thirty pained faces appeared on the pillar’s surface—the soul imprints of the thirty Saints being drained.
“The target of this energy pillar is clearly to cut Kane’s connection to the earth vein in the No. 53 Restricted Zone,” Violet said, her golden vertical pupils widening in anger the moment she saw the pillar.
She recognized the Ancient Beast Clan’s forbidden technique: “Blood Sacrifice to Restore Ancestral Power. This forbidden art requires the lives of thirty Saints. It allows the caster to temporarily gain Demigod-stage power for ten minutes.”
“The price is the total destruction of the thirty Saints’ souls and spirits. The caster will permanently drop one big stage.”
Logan spread his senses to their maximum limit. His five-spiral DNA spun at high speed, instantly locking onto the core of the ritual.
It was the black bone fragment in Iron-Bone’s hands at the center of the altar.
Thinking this, Logan spoke in a low voice: “We must break the ritual in three seconds. If we don’t, Kane will lose the earth vein’s boost. His combat power will drop from sixty percent to below forty percent. At that point, fighting even the three Demigod vanguard won’t be an option. Iron-Bone and the hidden soul-devouring envoys will kill us easily.”
Looking at his partners, Logan didn’t hesitate for a second. He ordered coldly: “Violet, prepare Totem Removal. Nel, use your avatars to distract the ten Saints on the left. Bobbi, block the retreat on the right. I’ll go for the main attack to break the ritual.”
Hearing this, Violet immediately formed hand seals. Golden totem patterns slowly rose across her skin, crawling up her arms.
Nel moved on instinct alone. His twelve avatars lunged like a fan toward the ten Saints on the left, perfectly blocking their escape paths.
Bobbi drove his spear into the ground. A three-layer Phase Folding trap instantly formed under the feet of the five Saints on the right. If they tried to move, Space Cut would tear them apart.
Logan stared coldly at the altar. Suddenly, he raised his right hand. Silver time rules condensed in his palm into the shape of chains. A cold, rule-based pressure spread out. “Time Chaos!”
Suddenly, the ritual—almost complete—slowed down visibly, disrupted by Logan’s Time power.
Iron-Bone noticed the disturbance immediately and snapped his head up, locking eyes with Logan. “Damn ants!”
A cruel grin twisted his face. The speed of his hand seals doubled in an instant.
In a flash, the blood-red energy pillar swelled to fifteen meters in diameter. The speed at which the Saints’ life force was drained skyrocketed.
Three of the Saints were already reduced to skeletal husks, their life force fading rapidly.
Seeing that his Time power couldn’t suppress Iron-Bone, Logan stopped waiting.
He slammed his raised hand down. Energy erupted.
“Time Freeze!”
Blinding silver light exploded from the altar, spreading ten li in every direction. Every moving object froze instantly.
The blood-red energy pillar froze mid-air, twisting into a spiral. The pained faces on its surface were locked in a scream of agony.
The thirty Saints were frozen in place. Blood hung suspended in the grooves of their bone blades, refusing to drip.
Iron-Bone’s cruel grin froze on his face. His hands holding the black bone fragment stopped in mid-air, and even the contraction of his pupils was caught halfway.
In the silence of the world…
Violet, Nel, and Bobbi were completely unaffected by the Time Freeze because of their soul contract link with Logan. They moved without hesitation, destroying everything on the altar.
Soon, a spatial rift opened above the altar, and Kane’s projection emerged halfway.
Seeing Logan use Time Freeze to control the entire scene, a flicker of surprise crossed his gray eyes. “You really have some skills! Leave the rest to me!”
Kane didn’t attack Iron-Bone directly. Instead, he pulled six golden chains of destruction from the void with both hands.
The chains were etched with runes of the Destruction Rule, clashing together with the sound of striking iron.
The six chains pierced through the frozen time field, colliding with the silver time rules and sparking tiny showers of fire.
The chains shot forward, completely sealing the space within a hundred meters of the altar, forming a one-way closed spatial barrier.
Golden runes flowed across the barrier’s surface. It prevented the blood energy from leaking out and harming others, while also stopping the hidden soul-devouring envoys from escaping.
The three seconds of Time Freeze passed quickly. Flowing rules returned.
Since the space was blocked, the blood energy pillar couldn’t expand outward. It violently rebounded toward the center of the altar.
The raging energy instantly struck the unprepared Iron-Bone.
A bowl-sized blood hole exploded open in Iron-Bone’s chest from the backlash.
He was blasted backward three meters, spitting blood as he crashed heavily against the edge of the altar with a dull thud.
At this moment, not a single inch of Iron-Bone’s body was intact. His dark-gold Elder robe was torn into strips. Golden blood mixed with shattered internal organs sprayed from his wounds.
Simultaneously, the blood sacrifice ritual was forcibly interrupted. The blood energy pillar vanished instantly, and the blood-red bone blades embedded in the thirty Saints shattered all at once.
At the center of the altar…
Iron-Bone’s power plummeted rapidly, dropping from a 48-star Quasi-Demigod straight down to 45-star. His foundation was severely damaged.
Seizing this window of opportunity, Violet completed her hand seals, activating the Ancient Beast Clan’s royal secret technique.
“Totem Shred!”
As Violet’s voice faded, golden runes solidified into chains, instantly wrapping around Iron-Bone, who was still trying to crawl up.
Iron-Bone let out a roar of pain, his body thrashing violently under the golden bindings.
The Elder Hall totem mark on his brow flickered uncontrollably. Every time it lit up, the golden chains pushed it down.
He felt his Ancient Beast Clan totem fading rapidly. The power of the totem he could normally call upon was slipping away from him.
“You traitors! I will tear you all to shreds!” Iron-Bone’s voice was raspy, thick with pure hatred.
Suddenly, a ear-splitting shriek pierced the silence from the shadows on the west side of the altar.
A soul-devouring envoy, shaped like a gray mist, squeezed out of space cracks. A wave of 48-star Quasi-Demigod Devouring Rule energy exploded outward instantly.
He didn’t attack Logan or Kane. Instead, he lunged straight for the three Ancient Beast Clan Saints who had been sacrificed but whose life force hadn’t completely vanished yet.
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