Angle's Arrogance? My Pact with the Succubus Queen! - Chapter 364: Broken Canyon, The Last Stand!
Chapter 364: Chapter 364: Broken Canyon, The Last Stand!
Hearing this, Kane stared coldly at Logan, a hint of killing intent in his voice: “So, you are also a threat to me. If I can’t confirm you as an ally, I’ll destroy you at any cost!”
Logan’s lips curled into a faint smile. The relationship had shifted from mutual suspicion to an equal partnership based on deterrence and mutual need. They had finally taken the most critical step.
“Deal! Let’s make this work.”
Kane laughed heartily, then turned to Violet. “In that case, draft the treaty.”
He raised his hand, and golden destruction rules flowed in his palm, condensing into a gold scroll half a meter long.
The scroll was covered in Ancient Beast Clan contract runes. Each rune pulsed with Demigod-stage rules. Once signed, it could not be broken.
The scroll hovered slowly over the stone table in the center of the hall, glowing with a faint golden aura.
Kane tapped the stone table with his fingers and spoke in a low voice: “Now, let’s discuss the terms one by one. I have no patience for chatter.”
Logan leaned back in his stone chair, tapping the table lightly with his fingers, his expression calm. “Fine, you go first.”
Kane’s gray eyes swept over Logan before he spoke in a deep tone: “First, for the next hundred years, neither side shall attack the other. The Ancient Beast Clan armies will not enter human territory.”
He paused and added: “However, you cannot enter the core area within ten kilometers of No. 53 Restricted Zone. Your familiar legion poses too great a threat to us.”
Logan nodded slightly and proposed his own condition: “I will agree to that, provided you do not enter the area within one hundred miles of Pinocchini.”
“Pinocchini is our main human city and my foundation. I will not allow any Demigod-stage existence to approach and destroy the roots of the human city.”
Kane’s gray eyes narrowed slightly, and waves of destruction rules rippled through the hall.
After three seconds of thought and weighing the pros and cons, he nodded: “Agreed.”
The runes on the golden scroll shifted automatically. The first clause was immediately solidified, glowing faintly.
Kane continued: “Second, we will jointly defend against all attacks from No. 47 Restricted Zone. All loot will be split equally.”
“All Destruction Rule Fragments found during combat will belong to me alone, to repair my foundational injuries.”
“The faster I recover, the stronger our joint front line becomes, which benefits you as well.”
Logan raised no objections and stated his own distribution demand: “Agreed. All Devouring Rule samples and intelligence will belong to me.”
“I need to study the structure of Devouring Rules to find a way to completely counter the Devourers.”
Kane nodded; he had no issue with this division.
He needed Destruction Rule Fragments the most. Devouring Rules were useless to him and could even worsen his old injuries.
The runes on the golden scroll shifted again, and the second clause was locked in.
Kane pointed his finger at the third blank space and said, “Third, the division of joint command.”
“The elite Ancient Beast Clan warriors and the six thousand Saints under my command will be led by me directly.”
“The command of the human army is yours; I will not interfere.”
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Soon, every clause was discussed and settled.
Logan and Kane simultaneously pierced their palms, stamped their blood-sealed marks on the treaty, and swore a Soul Oath.
Almost instantly, a soul shackle appeared in both of their Soul Seas. Logan and Kane’s alliance was officially activated.
The moment the binding took effect, the golden scroll burst with blinding light, hovering between the two of them.
From that moment on, Logan and Kane could clearly sense each other’s location and detect any hint of betrayal.
If either of them even thought about breaking the pact, the soul shackle would send a burning, sharp pain as an early warning.
Now that the agreement was officially signed, the relationship between Logan and Kane had shifted from a temporary alliance to a formal partnership bound by strict rules.
Kane’s gaze toward Logan became noticeably friendlier.
He was just about to discuss the next deployment when the Death Crystal in Logan’s arms suddenly vibrated violently. A faint blue light seeped through his clothes.
Logan pulled out the crystal. It was a custom-made communication device Moragas had given him earlier, capable of piercing the Lost World’s spatial barriers to transmit real-time messages.
Moments later, Moragas’ projection appeared in the hall. His body was surrounded by faint green Inferno, clearly indicating a crisis. “Logan, this is urgent military news.”
Moragas said breathlessly. “Three Demigod vanguards from No. 47 Restricted Zone sensed the fall of the Soul-Devouring Apostle and the failure of the Iron-Bone blood sacrifice. They are accelerating their movement. I already sense powerful energy approaching.”
“They are carrying large-scale Devouring Rule weapons [Soul-Devouring Spores] that can poison the ley lines across a hundred-mile radius within half an hour. They are expected to reach the No. 53 Restricted Zone border in 22 hours. Confirmed targets: three Demigods—a Soul-Devourer, a Devourer, and a Space-Ripper.”
Hearing this, Logan’s pupils contracted sharply as he quickly calculated the timeline.
Since they arrived at No. 53 Restricted Zone, two hours had already passed. The three vanguards, originally expected to arrive in 24 hours, had already sped up.
That meant they had less than 20 hours left to prepare for battle—a compression of at least one-third of the original time.
Next to him, Kane’s gray eyes instantly turned grave.
He extended his Demigod-stage perception toward the border and indeed felt three complete Demigod presences drawing closer by the second.
After a deep breath, he spoke with a heavy tone, “Three complete Demigods. Even with you added to the fight, we have no real chance of victory. We can only barely hold them off.”
Logan nodded and turned to Violet. “Send Blood River’s and Ghost Shadow’s troops to their defensive positions immediately.”
“I will secretly move to the front line through the Ancient Passage and deploy the Saint-stage legions there to block the enemy’s weaker forces.”
Kane nodded, placing his hands behind his back as waves of destruction rules spread out from him. With imposing authority, he commanded: “The Ancient Beast Clan legion, assemble at once! Initiate the Destruction Formation.”
“I will personally command the defense line at Broken Canyon. Once you return with your troops, we will attack from both sides and catch them off guard!”
Logan nodded without hesitation and moved instantly.
He left Violet, the Shadow Chairman, the Sky-Shattering Chieftain, and the Flesh Temple Lord behind to help Kane reorganize the legions at No. 53 Restricted Zone.
With Nel and Bobbi, he took a detour through Pinocchini toward the Ancient Passage.
Logan used Space Teleport for the entire journey, but it still took him two hours to return to Pinocchini.
The first thing he did was connect to a remote conference with his core team. Holographic projections flickered to life one by one in the command center.
Hiyua’s projection appeared first. She stood in the Pinocchini Council Hall, with various council members behind her showing different expressions.
Logan had just shared the intel on No. 53 Restricted Zone with Pinocchini’s leadership through Turing.
Hiyua reported immediately, “The Dream Committee is currently split on two opinions.”
“The conservative faction, represented by Colin, believes cooperating with Kane is like asking a tiger for its skin. They fear he will turn on us and attack the human capital once his injuries heal.”
“The reformist faction, led by Elena, supports our decision. They see this alliance as our only path to survival and have mobilized all logistics departments to cooperate.”
“Turing is already coordinating logistics fully. We have gathered 100,000 tons of S-level energy crystals, enough to sustain the race for a full-scale battle for three days.”
Logan listened to the report, tapped his fingers lightly on the table, and quickly drafted three deployment plans: “Group A: Natalia, Sophia, and Lucia. You will lead three 32-star Saints to defend Dawn City. Keep a close watch on any attempts by the No. 47 Restricted Zone to sneak around and attack our people. Send a message immediately if you spot anything unusual.”
“Group B: Fischl, Evelynna, Yelena, and Sawako. You will follow the elite 200,000 Saint-stage familiar legion as the vanguard. Move them directly through the Ancient Passage to the front lines of No. 53 Restricted Zone to coordinate with the Ancient Beast Clan defenses.”
“Group C: Jessica and Gwen. Your priority is to brew Demigod-stage potions. We need at least eight Mind Stabilizing Potions made within 20 hours—the more, the better. Our high-end combat power is outnumbered in this battle, so we will have to rely on potions to hold the line.”
The three nodded in unison, accepted the orders, and their projections faded out one by one.
Meanwhile, inside the Destruction Temple command hall at No. 53 Restricted Zone.
Kane stood before a tactical map, his gray eyes scanning the offensive and defensive markers.
Golden runes marked the available forces of the Ancient Beast Clan on the map: 100,000 elite warriors from the Sky-Splitting Tribe, all with power levels above 28 stars. Among them were 6,000 Saints. However, one-third were injured, casualties from the internal fighting during the Iron-Bone rebellion.
Violet stood beside Kane, receiving troop reports from Blood River and Shadow.
Blood River wore a crimson church robe, his face expressionless. The royal totem mark on his forehead flickered faintly. “The Bloodline Temple’s 110,000 puppet battalions are fully assembled. We have 3 million Legend-stage flesh puppets under our direct control, ready to set up the defense line at any moment.”
Shadow was half-immersed in the darkness, her voice drifting like mist. “The 60,000 assassins from the Abyss Walkers are all in position. We have prepared enough materials for the shadow traps.”
Although they appeared respectful, Violet could clearly sense the unstable energy fluctuations within Blood River. He still harbored deep resentment, but the totem mark suppressed his ability to resist.
Kane paid no mind to their emotions. He raised his hand, drawing three defense lines on the map, and spoke with a deep tone: “Set up the Destruction Formation immediately. Using the temple as the core, triple the concentration of destruction rules within a ten-mile radius. This will temporarily alter local physical laws and prevent enemy ambushes.”
“Blood River, lead the puppet battalions to establish three flesh barriers on the east side of Bone Blood Plain, with 500 meters between each barrier.”
“Shadow, position your assassins in the shadow zones at the entrance of Broken Canyon. Cover every possible approach path with traps.”
Both bowed and accepted the orders. They turned and left the command hall to mobilize their troops.
Kane approached the map again, pressing his hand against the black scar on his chest to feel the flow of energy within his body.
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