Novel Full Chapter 333: One Punch Shakes the Whole Arena!
Chapter 333: Chapter 333: One Punch Shakes the Whole Arena!
At the same time.
The Flesh Temple Lord’s sea of blood had just swallowed a thousand Dragon-Rhino Horned Ants.
But immediately, ten thousand Dragon-Rhino Horned Ants charged into the sea.
Inside the blood, they all detonated their internal energy sacs at once. The endless explosions shook the sea of blood.
Boom! Boom!
The shockwaves tore the blood sea apart, making it churn wildly and grow thinner by the second.
His healing speed was now far too slow to keep up with the energy loss.
The blood mist around the Flesh Temple Lord faded, and he screamed in anger: “They are draining our energy! The humans are just trying to stall us!”
Finally, the Shadow chairman realized something was wrong.
Her gray eyes scanned the battlefield frantically, but she couldn’t find Logan’s real body anywhere.
She spoke coldly, her voice filled with anxiety: “Something is wrong. The Master behind these monsters isn’t even showing up! He is using these cannon fodder to wear us down until we die!”
On the battlefield now, the bodies of the Dragon-Rhino Horned Ants were piled up like mountains.
But inside Logan’s familiar space, the Ancestral Spirits girl stood quietly.
She used Life Link to transfer the souls of all the fallen soldiers into the Spirit Palace.
Logan’s voice echoed through the battlefield broadcast across the entire basin: “Fight without fear. No matter how many of you die, I can bring you back.”
“The Spirit Palace is ready.”
“The Ancestral Spirits girl will have them line up for rebirth.”
“I want to see how long these robbers from Zone 53rd can keep this up.”
At this very moment, the Sky-Shattering Chieftain, the Flesh Temple Lord, and the Shadow chairman stood back-to-back.
Surrounding them were swarms of Dragon-Rhino Horned Ants and Ashen Dragons. Enemies were everywhere in every direction; there was no path to retreat.
Their breathing had become chaotic and ragged.
More than half of their internal energy was already gone.
They could barely even find enough power to maintain their Divine Shards.
Sky-Shattering Chieftain panted heavily, his voice thick with panic: “Damn it, we’re stuck!”
The blood mist around the Flesh Temple Lord was now at its thinnest. He gritted his teeth and said, “We must find the mastermind! Only by killing him can we stop these familiars!”
Violet, protected by her bodyguards in the center of the battlefield, looked at the endless Saint army in front of her and shouted in desperation.
Her voice was full of pure hopelessness: “Great Chieftain, Master, Chairman, we’ve been tricked!” “If this goes on, we’ll be worn down to death!”
In the basin battlefield, energy waves still rippled everywhere.
The overwhelming pressure from the 800,000 Saint-stage familiar army locked the entire space in place.
The light on Sky-Shattering Chieftain’s single horn flashed rapidly. He lowered his voice to whisper to the Flesh Temple Lord and the Shadow chairman: “Our energy is down by half. If we drag this out any longer, we’re dead.”
“How about we pretend to ask for peace, lure Logan out, and then assassinate him?”
The flesh mist around the Flesh Temple Lord shifted slightly as he replied quickly: “Agreed! Find the real body of the master commander and kill him in one hit.”
The Shadow chairman scanned the surroundings with her gray eyes and coldly responded: “Fine. I’ll negotiate.”
She raised her voice, echoing across the whole battlefield:
“Human commander! We are willing to negotiate! We request a ceasefire!”
“As a reward, we have important intelligence to exchange!”
Violet immediately chimed in, shouting loudly: “We know the secrets deep inside the Lost World!”
“We know how to prevent a Demigod from descending! Please come out and talk!”
Upon hearing their shouts, Logan let out a cold snort and casually made a call to Turing.
A moment later…
In the center of the battlefield, space suddenly twisted violently.
Turing’s data body slowly materialized into shape.
Light blue data streams flowed smoothly around him.
Turing’s voice, mechanical yet clear, filled the entire arena: “I am Turing. What do you want to talk about?”
Seeing Turing, a flash of murderous intent appeared in Sky-Shattering Chieftain’s eyes.
Without any warning, he suddenly launched his attack: “Divine Shards Power: Space Restriction!”
Golden rules waves spread instantly, locking down a kilometer of space.
Within this area, all teleportation abilities were completely forbidden.
At the same time, the Flesh Temple Lord acted, his blood mist churning wildly.
“Grab him!”
Thick blood mist condensed into dozens of giant tentacles, stabbing viciously toward Turing.
The Shadow chairman’s figure flashed, merging with the surrounding shadows. She coldly ordered: “Take him!”
In an instant, countless shadows turned into black chains, wrapping around Turing’s form immediately.
Blood tentacles and shadow chains pierced right through Turing’s body at the same time.
However, Turing’s data body offered no resistance. It dissolved into pale blue data streams and vanished.
Immediately after, Turing’s voice echoed once again over the battlefield: “That was just a projection. It seems you have no sincerity in your negotiations.”
Sky-Shattering Chieftain let out an angry roar, slamming his fist into the ground. The hard rock surface instantly cracked open into a massive deep pit.
“Damn it! It was just a projection!” he roared.
Then, Logan’s voice came from all sides of the battlefield. The direction was impossible to pinpoint, yet it clearly reached everyone’s ears.
“Since you want to play the assassination game, I’ll play it to the end. Everyone, stand down.”
The 800,000 Saint army instantly stopped all attacks.
They retreated in perfect order, stepping back a thousand meters to form a tight encirclement around the basin. There was no chaos at all; their formation was perfectly organized.
Logan walked on air, slowly appearing in the center of the battlefield. Behind him stood Natalia, Sophia, Lucia, Green Vine, and Fischl.
All the core members of Dawn Blade were present.
The entire high-level leadership of the Pinocchini Dream Committee also appeared via projection.
The five leaders of the Spirit Tribe stood together behind Green Vine.
A distance of a thousand meters separated Logan from the three Quasi-Demigods.
Just as they faced each other from that distance, the Sky-Shattering Chieftain suddenly attacked again.
Blood light exploded on his single horn as he poured all his power into one fist, slamming it toward Logan.
That punch didn’t hit Logan himself. The wind of his fist tore through space, sending wild shockwaves rippling out in a ring.
Even from a thousand meters away, the leftover power was terrifying.
Colin and the other committee members, watching through remote projections, were hit hard.
The shockwave passed through the spatial projection, violently shaking their mind bodies.
Inside the command center, Colin let out a choked groan, blood spurting from his nose and mouth. His body staggered as he was forced backward uncontrollably.
Stripline’s fat body collapsed directly to the ground. Blood oozed from all his orifices, and he was too hurt to even scream.
Elena and Modekaiser were hit with even greater force, staring in pure shock at what was happening.
On the other side, the five Spirit Tribe leaders were also battered by the shockwave.
The thorny staff in Ironthorn’s hand instantly shattered into countless fragments.
His chest felt like it had been crushed by a heavy hammer. He stumbled backward over ten steps before spitting out a mouthful of emerald blood.
Verid’s face turned deathly pale. Countless vines shot out frantically from all his orifices.
This was a sign of energy loss and backlash. His body shook uncontrollably.
Heartwood’s old frame swayed violently. His bark-like skin cracked from head to toe.
His life force dropped by more than half in an instant.
Vivian and Lithos both fell to their knees. They felt as if their souls were being ripped apart by force.
Hiyua, who was only a 22-star Legend stage, paled instantly despite standing right behind Logan. The shockwave knocked her back, and blood trickled from her lips.
The last Life Crystal on her chest auto-activated. A blinding blood light covered her body, just barely allowing her to stand her ground.
Fischl, at 25-star Legend stage, was not faring any better.
More than half of her summoned shadow crows instantly scattered.
A strong mind backlash gave her a splitting headache, and blood seeped from her eyes and nose.
Just the shockwave of that first punch had injured all the observers severely.
Yet, Logan in the center of the battlefield remained perfectly still.
He didn’t even budge a fraction of an inch.
Sky-Shattering Chieftain looked at Logan and let out a cold, sneering laugh: “Finally willing to show up? Humans, do you really think you can beat us with these fodder?”
“We three are Quasi-Demigods. We possess Divine Shards and can set the rules!”
The blood mist around the Flesh Temple Lord churned and condensed again. “Once we kill you, all these familiars will lose control completely!”
Logan slowly raised his hand. A pressure from his 47-star Legend stage power silently spread out in all directions.
The air across the entire basin instantly froze solid like iron.
Logan looked at the three opponents and spoke calmly: “You three, come at me together. I’ll give you a chance.”
The Shadow chairman’s figure slowly emerged from the shadows.
Her gray eyes stared fixedly at Logan as she coldly replied, “Arrogant! Three of us Quasi-Demigods against one of you at 47-star Legend? You’re asking for death!”
Logan turned to look at the people behind him. “Watch closely. Do not interfere. This fight is between me and them.”
Colin spoke up frantically, his voice trembling with anxiety: “Logan, they are Quasi-Demigods! You…”
Logan cut him off immediately, his tone flat and unmoving: “Quiet. Just watch.”
The Sky-Shattering Chieftain moved first, showing no mercy: “Divine Shards·Power Suppression!”
Golden waves of rule energy swept toward Logan again.
This rule forced a 50% drop in power for everyone under Demigod status within ten miles. There were no exceptions.
Logan felt his body suddenly grow heavy.
The power of the rules had invaded every inch of his limbs.
But inside him, his four-spiral DNA structure instantly spun into high gear.
The Predict the Future ability kicked in, calculating all attack paths twenty-five seconds ahead of time.
At the same moment, Logan used Space Fold.
By warping his local space coordinates, he perfectly dodged the effect of the suppression.
The Sky-Shattering Chieftain poured all his power into a single punch, blasting toward Logan.
The wind of his fist tore through space, carrying a terrifying power that could destroy heaven and earth.
Logan instantly unleashed the Three-Headed Hell Wolf Battle Style.
His form flickered, splitting into a three-headed, six-armed shape.
With tripled thinking speed and One Mind, Three Uses, he handled every single attack at once.
All six of his arms simultaneously used Dimensional Ambush.
They crashed hard against the Sky-Shattering Chieftain’s fist…
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