Angle's Arrogance? My Pact with the Succubus Queen!-Chapter 247: Kill Novan, Get Ready for Battle!

Chapter 247: Chapter 247: Kill Novan, Get Ready for Battle!

Maintaining the Shadow Realm needed a huge amount of energy. Even though Novan was using Newson’s body, he wasn’t the original owner. A long fight was not in his favor.

Thirty seconds.

Novan swung his scythe for the hundredth time.

The top of the underground space was completely torn open. Sunlight came through the gap, lighting up the ruined battlefield.

Novan’s movements became slightly slower.

"Now!" Logan’s eyes narrowed. He shouted: "Space Restriction!"

Within fifty meters of him, the space froze instantly.

Novan’s scythe was frozen mid-air, and the flow of the Shadow Realm stopped completely.

But the power of twenty-seven stars at its peak was stronger than expected. The frozen space cracked, and Novan’s body began to shake. His scythe slowly moved again.

Logan didn’t give him a chance to break free.

Three Mental Power Battle Styles, combined!

Lilith’s mind illusion entered Novan’s consciousness, making him think the battlefield was breaking apart.

Nami’s mind control forced his energy flow to go wrong, causing chaos in the Shadow Realm.

Heserion’s Soul Drain locked onto Novan’s soul core and started to drain his energy.

Novan let out a painful roar: "Trickery! Break free!"

The Shadow Energy exploded outward, and the cracks in Space Restriction quickly grew.

But Logan had already finished his final preparation.

Divine Perception—precisely locked onto Novan’s soul.

A ball of black energy moving in the shadow dimension, the connection point between it and Newson’s body.

"Right there!" Logan extended his right hand. Golden energy turned into a giant hand, piercing through space and grabbing the ball of black energy. He growled: "Come out!"

He pulled back suddenly.

A loud tearing sound, like cloth being ripped.

The black energy was forcibly pulled out of Newson’s body and formed into Novan’s soul shape. It was a twisted, black figure with unclear face features, only a pair of red eyes full of hatred.

Newson’s body lost support and fell to the ground. His skin quickly turned gray and withered into a dry corpse.

"No!" Novan’s soul screamed. "My body! My plan!"

Logan didn’t care. He clenched his left hand. Space compressed, and Novan’s soul was trapped inside a one-meter-wide sphere.

He turned to Darwin and Natalia, who had just arrived. "Check it."

Natalia stepped forward and scanned Newson’s body with her Mental Power.

After a moment, she nodded, her face dark. "His soul is completely destroyed. His body was completely taken over. At least three months ago."

General Darwin added: "The Shadow Energy left in the body is much stronger than the previous three directors."

Logan looked at Novan’s soul inside the ball and said: "You heard that? You’re already dead. Now you’re just a puppet."

Novan’s soul violently hit the cage. He roared: "The Shadow Lord will avenge me! You will all die! The Federation will be completely ruled by the Shadow Tribe!"

Logan shook his head. "Too bad you won’t see it."

He thought, and the sphere shrank, flying toward his chest.

The familiar space opened.

Suddenly, a baby sleeping in Logan’s soul center opened its eyes.

It had a pair of pure golden eyes, without any emotion, just the most basic desire to devour.

Feeling the deadly threat, Novan’s soul let out a high-pitched scream. "No! Don’t! Shadow Lord, save me..." His voice cut off.

The baby opened its mouth and swallowed the ball whole.

Gurong.

The sound of swallowing was especially clear in the quiet underground space.

Then, the baby let out a satisfied belch and closed its eyes, falling back into sleep.

Logan’s body shook as a huge amount of evolution value rushed into him.

[+5000].

Plus the 1767 he had collected before, the total evolution value was now 6767.

Seeing this result, even Logan couldn’t help but feel a little amused and annoyed.

After all, Novan still had so many secrets that hadn’t been uncovered yet, and the little one had already eaten him.

But since the little one gave him evolution value, Logan didn’t hesitate and immediately used it.

Soul Enhancement: -2000 points;

Body Enhancement: -1000 points;

Energy Enhancement: -1500 points.

The remaining 2267 points were saved for later, to upgrade skills when the time was right.

At the moment the enhancements were complete, Logan felt stronger than ever before.

His soul was stronger, and his Divine Perception doubled in range and was 30% more accurate. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

His body was stronger, and the thickness of his blood tree armor increased, with defense boosted by 50%.

His energy was stronger, and the thirty star marks spun faster, with energy recovery efficiency improved by 40%.

Although this upgrade didn’t make his combat power jump much, his survival ability had improved a lot.

Darwin and Natalia felt the change in Logan’s aura. They looked at each other, and a flash of shock passed through their eyes.

How long had it been? In the blink of an eye, how did Logan get even stronger again?

Logan said nothing. He walked over to General Philip’s bed.

General Philip had already woken up. He was leaning on the mycelium bed, still pale, but his eyes were clear again.

General Philip spoke weakly: "Logan... I... I think I had a very long dream."

Logan nodded and asked: "Did the dream have a black seed?"

Philip’s body trembled. He was surprised. "How did you know?"

Logan didn’t answer. He used Divine Perception to scan Philip’s soul.

The Shadow Beings had been completely removed, with no leftovers.

But at the core of his soul, there was some minor damage from being attacked for a long time. It needed time to heal.

Logan said: "Get some rest. The foreign thing inside you is gone, but your soul needs time to recover."

General Philip nodded silently.

At that moment, Darwin walked over and patted Philip’s shoulder. "Old buddy, welcome back."

Philip’s eyes were a little red. "Darwin... I thought I’d never see you again."

They looked at each other without saying a word. Years of friendship were understood without words.

Natalia walked up to Logan and asked in a low voice: "Novan is dead. Will the Shadow Beings network collapse?"

Logan shook his head. "Novan was just a servant. The real master is Shadow. As long as Shadow is still around, the network won’t fall apart."

Logan looked toward Saint Heart City and continued: "And besides, Novan’s death might push Shadow to act earlier than expected."

Before he finished speaking, a loud alarm echoed from outside the underground space.

Claude and Monet ran in, their faces dark.

Claude reported urgently: "Logan principal! Border report!"

Logan frowned. "Speak."

Claude took a deep breath and said: "In the deep Lost World, we detected a large energy surge. The monsters are all running away. The Blood Cultivation Realm on the border is unstable."

Monet added: "Even worse, all seven major cities reported the same thing—administrative commanders are all missing."

Darwin’s face changed. He said in shock: "What?"

Logan narrowed his eyes.

It was expected. Novan’s death had triggered Shadow’s backup plan immediately.

The seven major city administrative commanders were all carriers of Shadow Beings. Their sudden disappearance meant the Shadow Network was pulling back, preparing for a final attack.

Logan gave orders right away. "Notify the Federation’s top leaders for an emergency meeting. At the same time, activate the highest defense level at Star Lake. All familiar armies go on full alert."

Claude and Monet nodded and left quickly.

Darwin worriedly asked: "Logan, do we have a chance?"

Logan didn’t answer right away.

From Novan’s scattered memories: Shadow, thirty-six-star Saint, a thousand-year ghost, the leader of the Shadow Tribe.

He had four Shadow Guards, each at the peak of the thirty-star level.

The seven major city commanders were at least Legend rank.

As for the Federation, only Logan had reached over twenty-eight stars.

Thirty-six-star Saints vs. three-thirty-star warriors. The gap was huge.

But Logan didn’t back down.

He turned and walked deeper into the underground space. His shadow stretched long under the sunlight coming from the top. Thirty star marks rotated slowly behind him.

His voice was calm but full of power, echoing through the underground space.

"Chance? It’s made in battle."

War had begun.

Time was tight. Logan needed to get more information about Shadow as soon as possible.

So, as soon as he returned to the underground space, he immediately entered his familiar space.

At that moment, in his familiar space, the baby who had just eaten Novan was laughing happily.

When it saw Logan, it waved its hand at him. A ball of transparent energy and soul power crashed into Logan’s Soul Sea.

It turned out that Novan’s soul, which had been forcibly pulled in, had completely disappeared.

After being digested by the baby, it had turned into pure energy and merged into Logan’s body.

But with it came a flood of memories so huge, it almost exploded Logan’s brain.

The baby’s intelligence couldn’t handle such memories, so it just fed them all back to its host.

Logan let out a low groan, his forehead veins bulging.

He sat cross-legged in the center of his familiar space. Behind him, the thirty star marks were as solid as rocks, but they flashed wildly at that moment.

Countless images, sounds, and emotional fragments rushed in like a tsunami. Even scenes from thousands of years ago, of human and alien battles, appeared.

In a dark valley.

The first chairman of the Federation, wearing golden battle armor and holding a sword burning with Sacred Fire, stood beside the second chairman.

Behind them were thousands of human elite familiar tamers. Opposite them stood endless gray-black shadows.

These shadows had no fixed shape. They sometimes formed human shapes, sometimes scattered into mist. Where they passed, all life was destroyed.

At the front stood Shadow.

Behind her, thirty-six star marks spun, each radiating a terrifying Saint-level pressure.

She floated in midair, her long hair flowing like shadows, her eyes as black as the depths of a pit.

Shadow’s voice came through the memory, cold and full of contempt: "Humans, do you really think you can rule this land?"

The first chairman laughed coldly. "Humans are the masters of this land. Shadow tribe, today is your end."

The battle began.

Golden Sacred Fire clashed violently with black shadow energy. The space broke apart, the earth collapsed. Even the Pope of the first Black Church and the foolish god joined the fight.

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