Angle's Arrogance? My Pact with the Succubus Queen! - Chapter 411: Swallowing Two Dimension Cores at Once!
Chapter 411: Chapter 411: Swallowing Two Dimension Cores at Once!
He checked the core of his familiar world. His faith energy reserves were enough to fuel his plan.
Logan sneered and decided to play along.
He would pretend to “repair” the core in front of The-7th Observer, but in reality, he would swallow it within a crack of space-time, fooling everyone’s eyes.
There were only two paths before him now.
Option one: Don’t swallow it. Wait 16 hours for the ten Demigods to arrive. Violet couldn’t hold on, and the defense lines would shatter instantly.
Option two: Bet on the slim 3% chance. Swallow the dimension core, upgrade his familiar world’s Ten Realms to the Twelve Realms, and gain the capital to fight back.
Logan tapped the blade of the Blade of Time with his fingertip, calculating the costs in his mind.
Soon, he made his decision: “I’ll bet!”
He raised his hand, projecting the Nine Realms. He enveloped the entire dimension core inside a virtual universe with a one-kilometer diameter.
“Time Freeze!”
Silver time rule-light poured from the Blade of Time, instantly freezing the perception of time within a three-kilometer radius around the core.
To the outside world, The-7th Observer would only see time stop in this area. Logan stood still, so no one could see what was happening inside.
“Space Fold!”
Golden Space Rule flowed from his fingertips, folding the Nine Realms projection around the core into a tiny space-time rift extending from the Time Rift.
The flow of time here was completely cut off from the outside. Even The Observer No. 1’s Truth Mark reaping program could not trigger.
Logan activated the Devouring Rule. A pitch-black energy vortex formed in his palm, wrapping around the silver-gray dimension core.
As he began to swallow it, the golden Truth Marks on the core’s surface suddenly activated. Like living golden tentacles, they crawled up the consumption channel toward Logan’s Nine-Spiral Core.
Each tentacle burned with intense heat, causing the scars on Logan’s left arm to flare up instantly.
Suddenly, a cold voice from The Observer No. 1 echoed in his mind: “Hehehe, free food delivered to my door.”
Logan grunted in pain and formed the Dual Blades of Life and Death with his right hand.
The left half glowed with the green Creation Rule, while the right half shone with the black Destruction Rule. The two rules were perfectly balanced. The blades were wrapped in silver time chains and gold space chains.
He swung the dual blades hard, slicing down at the crawling golden tentacles.
The rule waves from the Dual Blades of Life and Death were exactly the counter to the Truth Marks. The moment the golden tentacles touched the blade, it was like ice hitting a hot iron. They hissed and turned into golden smoke, dissipating instantly.
However, a few tiny fragments of golden marks still seeped through the consumption channel and into his Nine-Spiral Core.
The golden scar patterns on Logan’s left arm deepened by a circle. The Truth Mark fusion rate jumped from 60% to 80%.
The swallowing process lasted three minutes.
The entire dimension core was sucked completely into the familiar world.
A deep rumble shook the crust of the No. 47 Restricted Zone. A collapsed crater one kilometer in diameter appeared on the surface, sending a massive cloud of dust skyward.
High in the sky, The-7th Observer felt the ground tremble. He glanced at the core area but only saw Logan standing there motionless. The rule patterns on the core’s surface now looked much more stable.
The 7th Observer assumed Logan had truly completed the realm repair and, satisfied, withdrew his watching rule waves.
Meanwhile, Logan stood at the bottom of the collapsed crater. He looked inward at the changes in his familiar world, his eyes lighting up instantly.
“Success!”
After swallowing the origin-level space dimension core, his original Ten Realms had evolved directly into the Twelve Realms.
Now, Logan’s body contained not only the nine main stars and a black hole singularity but had also added two new main stars: Lightning and Frost.
The twelve main stars orbited the central star along fixed tracks, forming a stable prototype of a small universe.
Additionally, the size of the familiar world had doubled, and its World Source Energy doubled with it.
His Faith Energy reserves had skyrocketed by 50%, with a natural hourly regeneration rate reaching an astonishing level.
Logan did the math and realized the Faith Energy within his familiar world now nearly equaled the total belief power of the entire human Federation.
Keep in mind, the Faith Energy he and that “stupid god” had split between them had only taken up a little more than half of the human Federation’s total belief sum.
At the same time, the aura of Logan’s core familiar rose sharply.
Super familiars like Lilith, Kerparos, Ancestral Spirits, and Hydra had even just touched the threshold of Super Demigod status.
If combined with the projection of the Twelve Realms, these familiars could withstand attacks from a full Demigod without breaking a sweat.
But before Logan could rejoice for long, his Nine-Spiral DNA suddenly sent a sharp, stabbing pain through his body.
“Damn! It’s a backlash!” Logan frowned, nearly losing his balance.
The backlash from swallowing, combined with the erosion of the leftover Truth Mark fragments, caused a network of fine cracks to appear on Logan’s skin.
Pale golden blood seeped from the cracks, carrying a faint, rusty scent.
Deep within his genetic essence, a tiny golden light had appeared at the junction where the Nine-Spiral Core’s Creation and Gene Devour chains met. There was a risk it could mutate into a Ten-Spiral prototype.
In real space, Logan was half-kneeling on the ground. His knuckles dug into the rock, with blood seeping from between his fingers. He gritted his teeth, bearing the crushing pain of his body disintegrating.
He tried to marshal his remaining Faith Energy to wrap around the rogue golden spot, forcing the cracks back. But it wasn’t enough to hold him steady.
The pain drilled into his brain like someone was scraping his marrow with red-hot wire.
Through the agony, Logan gritted his teeth and roared, “Hold on!”
Meanwhile, at the No. 53 Restricted Zone defense line.
Violet stood at the focal point of the temple, pouring her own Creation Rules into the defensive ring. Suddenly, she felt a violent tremor in her Soul Contract. Logan’s aura fluctuated wildly, filled with the sensation of disintegration and pain.
Her heart tightened. Instinctively, she gripped the Horn of the Sky-Shattering Ancestor tighter, trying to send her bloodline essence in the reverse direction to stabilize his injuries.
But the moment her fingertips touched the core rune on the horn, she realized her mistake.
The World Essence inside the Horn of the Sky-Shattering Ancestor had already been drained completely and sent to Logan. It was now just a hollow shell, incapable of squeezing out even half an energy unit.
Violet squeezed the empty horn until her fingertips turned white. A sharp edge of the horn cut into her skin, drawing gold blood.
She had no energy to transmit, only to stand there in panic. Her fingernails dug deep into her palm, and cold sweat dripped down her jaw, soaking a patch of her chest armor.
Seeing her expression, the Sky-Shattering Chieftian stepped forward quickly, his voice kept low. “Should I channel some earth vein energy over there?”
“There are thousands of years of accumulated energy stored in the earth veins. It should be enough to hold him for a while.”
Violet shook her head and swallowed the bloody taste rising in her throat.
Earth vein energy was her last ace in the hole. When the ten Demigods finally attacked, she would need to burn through that reserve to hold up the defense ring. If she used it now, they wouldn’t even survive the enemy’s first wave of attacks.
For now, all she could do was send Logan a pure message through the soul contract—no energy, just three words: “Hold on!”
Next to her, Moragas had just finished drinking the soul-repairing potion Logan gave him. His chest wound had already scabbed over.
He had been standing at the temple entrance, directing the remaining thirty Bone Dragons to defend the western flank. Seeing Violet’s pale face, he hurried over.
“Should I send a few Bone Dragons to flank around and help Lord Logan? Thirty Bone Dragons isn’t many, but we can at least stall for a few minutes.”
“No need,” Violet said, her voice hoarse but firm. “Don’t reveal that our lines are thin. He can handle it.”
Her grip on the hollow horn grew tighter. The deep cracks on its surface spread a few more, but it didn’t shatter.
She could feel Logan’s aura slowly stabilizing. Just as half her worry vanished, Green Vine’s emergency call came through, her voice tinged with panic.
“Violet, Kane is thrashing again. He broke three fingernails digging at the floor. He keeps screaming, ’Don’t touch me!’”
“His Resonance rate is still 60%. I added two more layers of sealing to hold him for now, but he won’t last much longer.”
Violet replied, telling Green Vine to keep watching and report immediately if anything changed.
She looked up toward the direction of the No. 47 Restricted Zone. Dust still shot into the sky.
Golden wind carried volcanic ash drifting this way. Her heart felt as if a hand was squeezing it tight, making every breath hard to draw.
There was nothing she could do now but wait for Logan to return, wait for the sixteen-hour countdown to end, and wait for the ten Demigods to arrive.
The only thing she could do was guard the defense line and not drag him down.
Meanwhile, inside the familiar world, the newly stabilized Twelve Realms suddenly shook violently.
The new Space Main Star resonated with the Space Rule of Restricted Zone No. 1, triggering a massive rule storm.
The orbits of the twelve main stars began to shift. Volcanoes erupted on the stars’ surfaces, and seawater poured in. The whole world was trembling.
Lilith stood on the bone throne on the Hell Deep planet. She unfurled twelve pitch-black wings, her demonic pressure covering the entire planet.
Her voice traveled through the soul link to every demon legion’s consciousness, cold as ice: “Fill the gaps on the east wing! Crush the storm on the west wing! No retreat!”
A million demon soldiers surged through the space cracks to reinforce the crumbling space structures, holding back the storm.
Lilith flew at the front. Unfurling her twelve light wings, she blocked the largest spatial rift. Her black demonic blood dripped from a wound on her left wing, falling onto a nearby Demon Officer’s face.
As the officer stepped forward to help, another rift swept him aside instantly. He was sliced in half, and his soul was twisted into fragments.
The suppression effort lasted ten minutes before the rule storm finally calmed down.
Three thousand demons were lost. Lilith’s left wing was sliced open by a space rift, creating a wound half a meter long. Her black demonic blood kept dripping down her wing, and her cultivation temporarily dropped below the Super Demigod threshold.
