Angle's Arrogance? My Pact with the Succubus Queen!-Chapter 246: A Battle Close to the Saint Stage!

Chapter 246: Chapter 246: A Battle Close to the Saint Stage!

He turned to the other two cloaked figures and asked, "Are you also Shadow’s puppets?"

The two cloaked figures didn’t answer. Instead, Shadow Energy suddenly exploded, trying to self-destruct their souls.

Logan had been expecting this. He shouted, "Space Fold."

The space around the two was forced to compress. Shadow Energy was trapped in a tiny area. The shockwave from the self-destruction sounded like a thunderclap, bouncing around inside the compressed space, but it couldn’t spread out.

When the energy ran out, the two lost consciousness and fell to the ground. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Logan didn’t kill them. Living puppets were more valuable than dead ones.

He turned back to Novan and asked, "You hid inside Prime Minister Newson. How many high-level officials in the cabinet did you control?"

Novan laughed coldly. "Guess."

Logan didn’t guess. He used Divine Perception to directly enter Novan’s soul and forced his way into memory fragments.

Fragments flashed by...

Prime Minister Newson signing papers in his office. Suddenly, his body stiffened, and his pupils turned black.

At a cabinet meeting, three ministers were writing quietly. Deep in their souls, Shadow Beings slowly moved.

Under Saint Heart City, a huge network of Shadow energy spread like roots, reaching into seven major cities of the Federation.

Novan’s soul screamed in pain, "You can’t... Shadow Lord will..." His voice suddenly stopped.

Logan pulled back his Divine Perception and frowned.

The spread of Shadow Beings was even wider than he had imagined.

All the commanders of the seven major cities had been infected.

Now, the Federation’s top leaders were, in fact, in a terrible state.

At that moment, the sound of quick footsteps came from far away.

Natalia and Darwin arrived. When they saw the three cloaked figures lying on the ground, their faces turned pale.

Natalia asked with concern, "Logan, are you okay?"

Logan shook his head. "Just some small fry."

He kicked the body that Novan was using and added, "This guy is the real one."

Darwin crouched down to check. He analyzed, "The Shadow Energy concentration is very high. At least at the peak of Legend stage."

Logan nodded. "Twenty-seven-star peak, almost a Saint."

Natalia took a sharp breath and said in surprise, "So strong?"

Logan looked toward Star Lake and said in a serious tone, "Even stronger ones are coming."

As he finished speaking, Logan’s Divine Perception gave a strong warning.

A black flash shot from the direction of Saint Heart City. It moved so fast it tore through the air, creating a sharp sonic boom.

The flash landed 100 meters ahead of them. It exploded into a shockwave, uprooting grass and trees.

When the dust cleared, the figure of Prime Minister Newson appeared.

No, it wasn’t Newson. It was Novan.

He had completely taken over Newson’s body. His face was twisted, his pupils black, and dark threads could be seen moving under his skin.

Novan spoke, his voice layered—calm like Newson’s, but rough like his own. "Logan, the Inspection Principal. You’re more troublesome than I expected."

Logan stepped forward, standing in front of Natalia and Darwin. He replied, "Finally showing your face?"

Novan grinned, his mouth stretched to his ears, showing white teeth. He said, "Shadow Lord sent me to take your life."

As he finished speaking, the Shadow Realm expanded with full power.

It was ten times stronger than the three cloaked figures combined.

Darkness swallowed a thousand meters around them. The sky was blocked out, and the earth was being eaten away.

Darwin and Natalia both let out a grunt. The power of their ten-star stages was suppressed, forcing them to only protect their bodies. Their movements became slow.

Logan’s thirty star marks glowed brightly, and a pale golden light spread out, creating a safe area ten meters in diameter.

But the domain’s pressure still remained. His power was weakened by at least twenty percent.

Novan slowly raised his hand. Shadow Energy gathered in his palm, forming into a black bone blade, with dark lightning crackling along its edge.

Novan’s face twisted into a violent expression. "Let me show you the real power of shadows."

With that, his body vanished in an instant.

Logan’s pupils shrank. His Divine Perception caught a shadow, and he immediately moved sideways.

The bone blade sliced past his chest. The blood tree armor made a loud screeching sound, leaving a deep scratch.

Fast.

Novan’s speed at twenty-seven-star peak, combined with the Shadow Realm’s pressure, almost left Logan with no time to react. It was clear that Novan had been greatly strengthened in his true body.

Novan appeared behind Logan. He swung the bone blade in a horizontal slash.

Logan ducked, and the blade passed over his head, cutting off a few strands of hair.

He turned and used Space Cut. Silver cracks cut toward Novan.

Novan didn’t dodge. He brought down the bone blade. Shadow Energy met the space cracks. Boom! The explosion of energy pushed both of them back.

Logan took three steps back, and a surge of blood rose in his chest.

Novan took one step back. The blade had a small crack, but it was quickly repaired by Shadow Energy.

Novan licked his lips and said, "Not bad. But not enough."

He vanished again.

This time, Logan didn’t just defend.

His thirty star marks lit up at maximum brightness. His Divine Perception spread to the edge of the domain, tracking every tiny movement of energy.

Found it. Left, three meters.

Logan quickly closed his left hand and activated Space Fold. Novan’s body was pulled out of his high-speed movement, causing a brief pause in his motion.

Logan raised his right hand into a fist, wrapping it in golden energy. He threw a punch.

Novan raised his arm to block. The impact of their fists exploded with energy.

Novan’s arm bones cracked with a sharp sound. His body flew backward, crashing through three trees before stopping.

He stood up, his arm twisted and deformed, but Shadow Energy quickly repaired the damage.

Novan’s voice turned excited. "Good. This is getting fun."

He clapped his hands together. Shadow Energy poured out in huge amounts. The darkness in the domain became even denser. Darwin and Natalia struggled to breathe. Their energy shields shook violently. Even Logan felt the pressure.

Novan’s full power at the peak of twenty-seven stars, combined with the Shadow Realm’s boost, was already close to the strength of a thirty-star Saint stage attack.

"Can’t take it head-on!" Logan thought to himself. He quickly called out Lilith, Nami, and Heserion.

Three figures appeared beside him at once.

Mind Illusion, Mind Control, Soul Drain—three mental attacks overlapped and rushed toward Novan.

Novan laughed loudly. "Cheap tricks!" He opened his mouth and spat out thick Shadow Energy, forming a black shield that blocked the mental attack.

But Logan wasn’t aiming at him. He was watching Philip.

He had been using Divine Perception to keep an eye on what was happening underground.

At the exact moment Novan was fully focused on fighting and controlling the Shadow Realm, the Shadow Beings inside Philip lost their precise control.

Opportunity!

Logan’s figure vanished in an instant. He teleported back underground.

At Philip’s bedside, Amara was using all her strength to send life energy into him.

Logan appeared, placing both hands on Philip’s chest.

Divine fire burned through, aiming precisely—not at the roots of the Shadow Beings, but at the single piece of consciousness attached to the seed—the Shadow’s own mind.

A golden inferno shot from Logan’s palm into Philip’s body, flowing along his soul’s path straight toward the black seed.

The seed’s consciousness let out a silent scream, trying to resist.

But Logan had already prepared. Lilith’s mind illusion entered at the same time, confusing its judgment. Nami’s mind control forced it to stop moving. Heserion’s Soul Drain pulled away its energy. The three attacks worked perfectly together.

The Shadow’s consciousness was pulled away.

The black seed lost control. Its roots pulled back, loosening from Philip’s soul core.

Amara immediately increased the life energy flow, protecting Philip’s consciousness.

Logan gritted his teeth and pushed all his divine fire forward.

The golden inferno wrapped around the black seed, forcing it out of Philip’s soul.

Plop!

The seed was pulled out, turning into black ash and disappearing.

Philip’s body shook violently. He coughed up black blood, then his breathing gradually calmed.

It worked. The Shadow Beings were gone.

But Logan didn’t relax.

Because from the underground entrance, Novan’s roar came: "Logan! How dare you!"

The Shadow Realm suddenly shrank, pressing all its power toward the underground.

Logan looked up, his eyes cold. He replied, "It’s time to settle things."

The Shadow Realm poured in like real black water, flooding into the underground space.

Everything it passed—fungus withered, rocks corroded, and a sharp sulfur smell filled the air.

Novan stood in the middle of the dark tide, his body completely changed.

Newson’s face was twisted and deformed. Black threads moved wildly under his skin. His limbs had reversed joints, and three pairs of dark bone spines grew from his back.

His power rose to the peak of twenty-seven stars, and then broke through to the edge of the Saint stage. The pressure was almost as strong as a Saint’s, shaking the whole underground space.

Novan roared, "Logan! You destroyed my plan that took thirty years! You ruined the Shadow Master’s plan! Today, you must die!"

His voice was no longer layered—it was just a rough, hoarse sound.

Logan stood by Philip’s bed. Thirty star marks glowed behind him, spinning in the air. A pale golden light spread out, creating an absolute field five meters in diameter. The shadow tide was blocked at the edge of the field and couldn’t move forward.

Logan said calmly, "Don’t talk too much. Last time you got lucky. This time, you won’t."

Novan laughed cruelly. "Get lucky? Do I need to run?"

He raised his mutated arm. The bone spines stretched out, forming a ten-meter-long black scythe. "Today, you’re the one who will die!"

As he finished speaking, Novan moved.

The Shadow Realm shrank and gathered around his movement, focusing all its power into the scythe.

With one swing, he slashed down. The space was torn apart. Black cracks spread from the blade like a web, rushing toward Logan.

This attack was already close to the full power of a twenty-eight-stage Saint.

Although Logan had lit thirty star marks, he wasn’t a Saint yet, so he didn’t try to block it.

Logan silently said, "Slime Battle Style · Space Fold."

The space around him compressed instantly. The black cracks passed on both sides of the compressed space, hitting the rock wall behind and exploding into a hundred-meter-deep crater.

Stone pieces flew everywhere, and dust filled the air.

Novan didn’t stop. His scythe struck again and again, each cut tearing through space. Black cracks spread everywhere, breaking the underground space into pieces.

Logan moved through the blades, his thirty star marks constantly supplying energy. His Divine Perception accurately predicted every attack.

But he didn’t fight back.

He was waiting—waiting for the brief moment of weakness after Novan used all his power.

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