Angle's Arrogance? My Pact with the Succubus Queen! - Chapter 405: Mastering Rule Stripping!
Chapter 405: Chapter 405: Mastering Rule Stripping!
Her body froze. Blood trickled down from the corner of her eye, dripping onto the purple-and-gold double seal. Her chest heaved violently, but she stopped herself from forcing activation.
Her fingertips gripping the Horn of the Sky-Shattering Ancestor turned white. With her golden vertical pupils locked on the direction of the Black Abyss Canyon, she finally obeyed Logan’s command.
Feeling Violet’s situation stabilize, Logan’s eyes turned completely cold.
He drew on all his energy from the Nine-Spiral Core and unleashed the newly formed Nine Realms Cycle Battle Style. Nine different Divine Rules rotated in a specific frequency, one after another.
Logan raised his hand, rotating all nine rules in the blink of an eye.
Time froze Bar for half a second. Space severed his earth vein connections. Creation sealed the cracks. Destruction shattered his core. The Soul domain locked his soul fragments. Devouring drained his energy. Lightning paralyzed his nerves. Frost froze his circuitry. The Earth suppressed his body.
These nine steps formed a perfect loop, completed precisely within the Time Freeze window.
Simultaneously, Logan activated a newly granted Time Anchoring permission on the Blade of Time.
Silver chains wrapped around Bar, extending that extremely short stun window just a little longer.
As the silver light of the Blade of Time suddenly dimmed, nine colored light pillars pierced through Bar’s source crystal without any resistance.
Bar’s silver-gray translucent body jerked violently. A look of pure disbelief crossed his face.
He could never have imagined that an super Demigod who had survived for thousands of years would die at the hands of a human who had just broken through to the Saint stage.
His body began to crumble into tiny, fragmented particles of silver-gray energy.
The Space Source crystal in his chest was fully exposed, radiating a source-level fluctuation even purer than the Space Rule of Observer No. 3.
Logan didn’t hesitate for a moment. He activated the Devouring Rule, sucking the entire Space Source crystal into his body.
The source-level Space Rule flooded the Nine-Spiral DNA. Instantly, the light of the spatial main star in the Nine Realms Domain flared brightly, achieving perfect gravitational balance with the other eight main stars.
The cracks in his DNA healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, dropping from mid-stage disintegration down to a safe line. He was completely safe from the risk of disintegration and entered the safe zone.
Logan clenched his fists, feeling the stable Nine-Spiral energy coursing through his body. His aura surged again, brushing against the threshold of a super Demigod.
His current mastery over the Space Rule was even stronger than Observer No. 3’s. He could now face a full Demigod in open combat without fear.
Inside the void, Observer No. 3’s silver-gray translucent body trembled violently. The hundreds of spatial chains circling him shook wildly, creating a deafening clashing noise.
Having just watched Logan kill two super Demigods in a row, Observer No. 3 realized Logan’s combat power had long exceeded the category of “abnormal entities.” He had now reached the dangerous rank of a [Root of World Instability].
“Logan is now powerful enough to shake the rule balance of the entire Lost World. He must be erased!” Without hesitation, Observer No. 3 activated the highest authority of the Ancient Tribunal and triggered the [Ancient Tribunal·Final Erasure Protocol].
The silver-gray rule signal pierced through the spatial barrier, sending mobilization orders to other restricted zones. It summoned ten Demigod-stage Arbitrators to rush to Black Abyss Canyon immediately.
A cold, rule-based voice echoed across the entire Lost World.
“No. 46 Restricted Zone: A World Instability Source has appeared. One dangerous entity has consecutively killed two super Demigods.”
“Activate cross-zone erasure. The arbitration countdown is reduced to 24 hours. After it expires, all associated living beings in the area will be wiped out together.”
Standing at the highest point of the canyon, Logan watched as Observer No. 3’s spatial chains began to stretch toward him. He knew he couldn’t delay any longer.
He bent down and picked up Cassandra, who was in a deep slumber. Her left side had been completely annihilated, and her aura was so faint it was nearly impossible to detect.
“We must get her deep into the No. 46 Restricted Zone quickly to use the Rule Stripping Technique for treatment,” he thought.
With that, Logan projected the Nine Realms Domain to wrap around Cassandra and teleported toward the No. 46 Restricted Zone.
After teleporting a short distance with Cassandra in his arms and landing on the edge of the No. 32 Restricted Zone, he immediately sensed the rule fluctuations of over a dozen beings below the Demigod stage.
Over a dozen quasi-Demigods, accompanied by dozens of Saints, stood amidst piles of jagged rocks, their faces twisted in panic.
With Bar’s fall, the Space Rule seals within their bodies had lost their source support. Their energy circulation had become sluggish and blocked; they couldn’t even perform teleportation.
Logan paused his steps. He released a terrifying source-level Space Rule pressure, and the silver-gray rule wave swept over everyone.
The dozen quasi-Demigods were instantly forced to their knees. The Space Rule within them surged chaotically, leaving them unable to even lift a hand.
They could clearly feel that the human before them possessed a mastery of the Space Rule that was several times more refined than Bar’s.
“Submit, or die,” Logan said calmly, his voice devoid of any extra emotion.
The lead quasi-Demigod didn’t hesitate. He immediately knelt, pressing his forehead against the sharp rocks until blood streamed down. “Lord Bar is dead. We swear to serve you, Lord! We will face fire and water without complaint!”
Next to him, a quasi-Demigod with a thick beard gritted his teeth, lifting his head defiantly. “You’re just a 108-star Saint. By what right do you command us?”
Logan raised his eyes slightly. The Nine-Spiral pressure rose another notch.
The bearded man was instantly crushed to the ground. Bones in his chest cracked audibly, and he struggled just to breathe. “I yield! I submit!”
The others immediately followed suit, kneeling and bowing. They accepted Logan’s Nine-Spiral imprint within them, making themselves subject to his control.
Logan nodded and told them to hold their position for further orders. He didn’t have time to organize the troops right now. He needed to rush to the remaining forces of the No. 47 Restricted Zone first.
After Origin Devourer’s fall, a large number of his rebel troops—the Sky-Splitting Tribe soldiers, the flesh puppets divisions, and the Abyss Walker assassins—had lost their control seals. Chaos reigned among them.
Many of them were writhing on the ground in agony, screaming in horror, as fragments of The Observer No. 1’s Truth Seals still lingered inside their bodies.
Logan raised his hand, activating the Devouring Rule. A wave of dark energy swept across the scene, sucking out all the Truth Seal fragments from their bodies and crushing them into dust.
The moment the pain vanished, the remaining forces collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath.
The lead quasi-Demigod immediately stepped forward and knelt, his voice trembling with the relief of having just survived: “Thank you, Lord, for saving our lives! We vow to follow you. We will serve you loyally, with no betrayal in our hearts!”
Logan waved his hand, telling them to rendezvous with the remnants of the No. 32 Restricted Zone and hold their position.
As he prepared to leave, the Devouring Rule gene chains within his Nine-Spiral DNA suddenly grew hot. A strong sense of Resonance pulsed from the depths of the No. 47 Restricted Zone.
The nine gene chains vibrated, emitting a low, humming Resonance that even made his palms tingle.
Raising an eyebrow, Logan waved a few rebels to start digging.
After digging deep down, a massive, silver-gray rule crystals appeared before them. It was covered in intricate spatial patterns flowing across its surface. It was bone-chilling cold—the World Source Core of the No. 47 Restricted Zone.
Logan crouched down. The moment his fingertip touched the crystal’s surface, the Devouring Rule kicked in automatically. The vibration in his Nine-Spiral gene chains grew stronger.
He could feel that if he consumed this core, his Nine-Spiral could advance further, possibly even breaking through directly into the Demigod realm.
But he quickly pulled his hand away.
Consuming it now would leave him in a paralyzed state, guaranteeing his death. He knew that in 20 days, this core would be the key to breaking this stalemate.
He marked the core’s coordinates, then turned and carried Cassandra toward the No. 46 Restricted Zone.
Suddenly, his mind went blank. He tried to recall the precautions Cassandra had once mentioned about world consumption, but only vague fragments came to mind.
It was a side effect from the previous three times he had processed this information. He frowned but paid it little mind for now. First, he needed to reach the entrance of the ancient passage.
The entrance to the ancient passage in the No. 46 Restricted Zone had already been sealed by Observer No. 3’s spatial chains.
Hundreds of silver-gray chains were interwoven into an airtight barrier, blocking every path in or out.
Behind the barrier, Observer No. 3 stood with a cold gaze locked on Logan. “The 24-hour erasure countdown has started. This path is closed.”
Logan placed Cassandra behind some safe rocks. He didn’t try to force his way through.
Instead, he used his soul contract to contact Violet, ordering her to activate the dual-restricted zone defense rings. At the same time, he contacted Moragas to sync the defensive array of Eternal Night City.
Upon receiving the command, Violet immediately took her position at the core of the No. 53 Restricted Zone defense array.
Holding the Staff of Creation in her left hand and the Bow of Destruction in her right, the purple-and-gold Representative seal on her forehead glowed blindingly bright.
“Dual Restricted Zone Defense Ring, Activate!”
On the other side, Moragas stood on the walls of Eternal Night City. He drove his soul staff into the ground, and the Soul Rule poured out, syncing with Violet’s totem power and Logan’s Nine Realms projection.
Interwoven curtains of pale gold and silver-gray light erupted simultaneously from both the No. 53 Restricted Zone and the No. 46 Restricted Zone sides. They crashed against Observer No. 3’s spatial chain barrier.
Boom!
The intense energy collision shattered the surrounding rock layers. The spatial chains groaned under the strain, their surfaces cracking with fine fissures.
Observer No. 3 frowned. Right now, he was alone, and the ten *Demigod* Arbitrators hadn’t arrived yet. Facing three forces at once would be too disadvantageous. Besides, the 24-hour countdown hadn’t ended, so there was no need for an early showdown.
He waved his hand, retracting the spatial chains, and his figure vanished into the void.
As the barrier shattered, Logan picked up Cassandra and charged straight into the tunnel. Violet immediately closed the entrance on the No. 53 Restricted Zone side, creating a one-way blockade to delay Observer No. 3’s pursuers.
By the time Logan reached the No. 46 Restricted Zone outpost, Clea and Gray Bone were waiting at the door.
The moment they saw Cassandra’s left side completely annihilated, Clea’s face turned deathly pale.
She immediately lifted Cassandra onto the operating table and set up three layers of life-protection rune around them. This was to ensure that the Time Chaos wouldn’t damage the core essence of either of them.
Logan laid Cassandra on the table and checked her carotid pulse. It was so faint it was almost undetectable. The wound on her annihilated left side was still slowly oozing golden blood.
“Is the Time Freeze ready?” Logan asked Clea.
