Angle's Arrogance? My Pact with the Succubus Queen! - Chapter 403: Nine Realms Reincarnation Battle Style – Formed!
Chapter 403: Chapter 403: Nine Realms Reincarnation Battle Style – Formed!
His words cut off, and his presence plummeted to the brink of death. He slumped softly to the ground, falling into a deep, total slumber. Even his most basic life signs were fading to a limit.
At this moment, Cassandra’s essence was shattered beyond repair. Without the rule-separation technique to fix him, he would never wake up.
Logan, however, had been swapped to a safe spot three kilometers away from the platform. This was exactly a prophecy node Cassandra had left behind earlier, so he was untouched by [Space Entropy].
Realizing what had just happened, Logan gripped the Blade of Time tighter. A dull, crushing pain squeezed his heart.
These three seconds were bought with half of Cassandra’s life. He could not waste them.
He tapped into the Creation and Destruction Rules within his five-spiral DNA, attempting to condense the Dual Blades of Life and Death.
Emerald-green light of Creation and pitch-black light of Destruction intertwined in his palm. But without the Devouring Rule to balance them, the two forces clashed constantly, making it impossible to form a stable dual-blade shape.
Just then, a warm, emerald energy stream surged through the soul contract.
Violet sensed Logan’s presence suddenly wither, like a candle flickering in the wind.
“Violet! The Horn of the Sky-Shattering Ancestor is about to shatter!” Clea shouted through the comms.
“Shut up!” Violet bit her tongue until blood flowed down the grooves of her horn-body. “Keep sending… just one more… last bit…”
Violet stumbled, barely staying upright by leaning on the Horn of the Sky-Shattering Ancestor. Blisters formed on her palm from the burning rune’s heat.
She forced her presence to the peak, but her body continued to shake violently. Her real combat power had already dropped significantly due to repeated overuse.
Her right hand, gripping the Horn of the Sky-Shattering Ancestor, turned white from the strain. The cracks in her horn-body had already spread halfway up.
Now, she forcibly activated the Royal Blood Resonance. The cracks raced upward along the golden totem patterns, almost reaching the horn tip. Faint, cracking sounds were audible.
A bone-chilling cold washed through her marrow, as if all her blood had been drained. Her fingertips went numb from the cold.
Ignoring Clea’s distant pleas, she compressed the very last frequency of the Creation Rule from her royal blood to its absolute limit. In the final second before the Void-Space Chain completely severed their soul link, she transmitted it directly into Logan’s body.
Violet’s presence fluctuated wildly, nearly dropping to a lower stage. Pale golden blood trickled from the corner of her mouth as she knelt on the freezing rock.
She looked at the Horn of the Sky-Shattering Ancestor, its surface now riddled with cracks. Her golden vertical pupils showed no regret.
She had promised to help Logan. She would pay any price.
“Live, wait for me! Don’t you dare die!” Logan’s voice exploded into her mind through the soul contract, sharp and unyielding.
Using the authority of the Proxy Holder, Logan remotely forced the self-destruct mode to deactivate.
Violet’s body stiffened instantly. The golden light in her horn-body dimmed. The backlash from the core rune burned her palm, forming a new layer of blisters.
Her fingers gripping the horn turned white. Her golden vertical pupils stared fixedly toward the Black Abyss Canyon, obeying his order.
With Logan receiving this burst of Creation Rule energy, the [Dual Blades of Life and Death] in his palm stabilized instantly.
A two-meter-long dual-blade sword appeared. The left half glowed with the emerald-green light of Creation, while the right half burned with the pitch-black light of Destruction. The balance between the two rules was perfect, meeting the requirement to activate Observer No. 9’s seal.
Only 0.5 seconds remained!
Logan stepped on the node of the time rule and instantly teleported right in front of the Origin Devourer.
The Origin Devourer had just recovered from the Space Entropy impact, not even time to attack, when the Dual Blades of Life and Death in Logan’s hands pierced straight into the inch-long golden scar on its throat.
“Dual Blades of Life and Death!”
The Creation and Destruction Rules exploded simultaneously at the scar, perfectly activating the Creation Rule seal left by Observer No. 9 back then.
Emerald green and pitch-black rule-light annihilated each other at the scar. The Origin Devourer’s body froze, letting out a roar of agony.
A roar shaking the Super Demigod rules sent shocks through Logan’s eardrums until they bled. His mouth filled with the iron taste of golden blood.
The vast Black Hole Domain surrounding the Origin Devourer instantly collapsed. Pitch-black Devouring Rule essence bared itself from its chest, radiating intense energy waves.
Logan hesitated not for a second. He activated his Devouring Rule, sucking in the Origin Devourer’s Super Demigod essence completely.
The black absorbing essence flooded into his five-spiral DNA, merging with the five gene chains of Creation, Destruction, Time, Space, and Soul.
The six-spiral structure reformed. It kept absorbing Rule Fragments from the essence, beginning its evolution toward a nine-spiral state. The initial forms of lightning, Frost, and the earth rules had already appeared on the gene chains.
However, this overloaded rule fusion brought violent backlash.
The DNA cracks worsened rapidly, rushing straight into the late stages of disintegration.
The four gene chains in the five-spiral structure—Time, Space, Destruction, and Soul—shattered completely. Only the Devouring and Creation chains barely held the structure together.
Golden blood seeped from Logan’s skin pores all over his body, dyeing his black robes a dark-gold. He looked as if he had just been pulled out of a blood pool.
A flood of memory fragments flashed through his mind. Many scenes involving the people around him became blurry. For instance, he couldn’t remember if Violet was wearing a black robe or a white dress when they first met. His memory was already severely damaged. If it worsened further, he might not even recognize old friends.
Before the Origin Devourer’s body completely disintegrated, the Mark of Truth inside it suddenly lit up.
A cold, neutral voice from The Observer No. 1 rang directly in Logan’s consciousness. It sounded like it was coming from all directions, mixed with a low echo that made his soul tremble.
“The Observer No. 1 will reap you. Your nine-spiral form is a perfect container. Wait 20 days for hatching.”
As the curse’s voice faded, Logan looked up at Observer No. 3, still a kilometer away.
Observer No. 3’s silver-gray body was shaking violently. He could not believe that a 108 star Saint had managed to kill a Super Demigod-level Origin Devourer.
Earlier, he had locked onto both Logan and the Origin Devourer, intending to erase them both together. But seeing Logan’s combat power now, he instantly changed his orders.
Hundreds of space chains relocked Logan’s position, preparing to launch [Space Entropy] again to erase this threat completely.
Bar stood in the void, his face showing a gravity he had never worn before.
He had originally assumed Logan was surely dead. Now, he had to reassess Logan’s combat power.
Logan leaned against a nearby rock wall, gasping for air. Golden blood dripped from his chin onto the ground.
“I must continue devouring the remaining Demigod essence before the DNA disintegrates to repair the cracks,” he thought. “Otherwise, I won’t last long enough to leave the Black Abyss Canyon.”
Logan wiped the blood from the corner of his eye and glanced at the four Demigods closing in on him.
He refused to fight the Demigods head-on. Instead, he used Flash tactics within the Nine Realms, striking and moving instantly to a new position after every attack.
The Thunder Fang at the front was wrapped in blue-white lightning. Every arc of lightning it unleashed created tiny cracks in space. He was the strongest of the four, able to summon thunder tribulations covering a massive area. Each bolt carried a paralyzing effect. Any normal Demigod struck once would be suspended in mid-air for a split second, unable to dodge follow-up attacks.
To his left was the Rock Armor. Standing several meters tall, his skin was gray-black. The ground beneath his feet had already collapsed by half a meter. His the earth rule could instantly pull gravity to extreme levels within a range, warping even space itself to lock down all escape paths.
To his right was the Gray Eye, wrapped in a gray robe and holding half of a staff of prophecy. His prophecy rule could predict all attack trajectories for several seconds ahead. He could even distort probability to make enemy attacks miss, making him the most troublesome support-type Demigod.
At the very back floated the Frost Maiden. White snowflakes drifted around her, and the surrounding air was cold enough to crack. Her Frost rule could release extreme cold, freezing the flow of energy circuits. Any Demigod’s rule attack hitting this cold would immediately freeze and die.
Bar stood far away in the void, arms crossed, watching with cold eyes.
He assumed Logan had just killed the Origin Devourer and was now completely exhausted. He likely had no strength to even lift a hand. He decided he didn’t need to intervene; the four Demigods were enough to crush Logan into dust.
Logan’s gaze remained calm and steady. The Dual Blades of Life and Death in his fingertips glowed faintly.
He tapped into his six-spiral energy and projected the early form of the Nine Realms.
A vast virtual universe enveloped him.
Six main stars rotated slowly: Time, Space, Creation, Destruction, Soul, and Devouring.
The positions for lightning, Frost, and the earth remained empty, waiting for their respective rules to fill the gaps.
The resonance of the nine rules hummed loudly, perfectly counteracting the crushing gravity. The collapsed ground beneath Logan rose back up, leveling out once more.
Seeing this, Thunder Fang sneered. He raised his hand and summoned the Ten Thousand Thunder Tribulations. Thick clusters of blue-white lightning rained down on the barrier of the Nine Realms. It hissed with an acidic sound of corrosion, and the surface of the barrier instantly sparked with fine, dense electric arcs.
“Thunder Tribulation: World Extinguisher!”
Logan activated the Frost rule from the Extreme Cold star within the Nine Realms. Pure white cold rushed out from the barrier, spreading upward along the lightning beams.
Extreme Cold perfectly suppressed the flow of lightning. Thunder Fang’s energy circuits froze instantly for several seconds.
He froze in place. Most of the lightning from his fingertips flickered out. Electric arcs crackled wildly across his body, scorching his own skin until it turned black and charred.
Logan flashed forward in front of him. The Devouring Rule formed a pitch-black vortex, wrapping tightly around the lightning core at Thunder Fang’s chest.
Blue-white lightning energy flowed along Logan’s fingertips into his body, filling the cracks in the Time gene chain. The broken chain instantly reconnected by a small fraction.
The cracks healed slightly, but the damage from the battle dragged them right back to their original state. The net repair was only a tiny bit.
Logan turned, clutching the newly absorbed lightning energy, and looked toward Rock Armor.
Just then, Rock Armor activated an extreme gravity field, pressing down on Logan. The surrounding space groaned under the unbearable pressure, and Logan’s bones cracked and creaked under the strain.
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