Novel Full Chapter 335: Enslaving Three Half-Gods!
Chapter 335: Chapter 335: Enslaving Three Half-Gods!
Right now, the five chieftains of the Spirit Tribe were all on their knees before Logan.
They bowed their heads low, trembling with fear and devotion.
Ironthorn’s voice shook with fanaticism. “My Lord Logan is truly the Son of Life! His incredible achievements prove his genes are superior! They must marry! They must!”
Verid was even more urgent, his flattery blatant. “I will send the most beautiful women from the tribe immediately to warm my Lord Logan’s bed!”
Behind the battlefield, Logan’s women watched the bowing Spirit Tribe chieftains.
Fischl looked down at them with a cold sneer. “You Spirit Tribe and Logan have reproductive isolation. Wake up from your delusions.”
Verid snapped his head up, his tone absolute. “It doesn’t matter! Anything is possible! If we try a thousand times, pregnancy will happen! For the Son of Life’s bloodline! I will let my Lord Logan be the groom every single day!”
Natalia put her hand to her forehead, sighing. “These Spirit Tribe perverts… they’ve completely lost their minds.”
In the center of the battlefield.
The blood glow of the Sky-Shattering Chieftain’s horn faded.
He panted heavily, exchanging silent glances with the Flesh Temple Lord and the Shadow Chairman.
No words were needed. They all made the same decision instantly.
The energy around them surged. All three activated their Divine Resonance at once.
This was the ultimate combo skill of the Half-God stage. Their Divine Shards resonated at the same frequency, boosting their power by over ten times.
“Divine Shards: Absolute Suppression!”
The Sky-Shattering Chieftain let out a roar that shook the heavens. Golden ripples of rules spread instantly across ten miles.
Every non-God target was suppressed in power, speed, and all other stats. There was no exception.
“Flesh Sacrifice: Life Burn.”
The Flesh Temple Lord also activated his Divine Resonance, using Demigod-level power specifically against Logan.
Suddenly, his blood-filled body expanded to ten meters tall. The blood mist around him solidified into thick, crimson rune armor, turning him into a giant made of blood.
“Shadow Sync: Soul Burn.”
The Shadow Chairman didn’t hesitate. She burned her own soul power instantly, splitting into three physical clones.
Each clone possessed the combat strength of the original.
Including the original and the three clones, four Shadow Chairmen attacked Logan simultaneously from the four directions: east, west, south, and north.
Six devastating attacks struck Logan’s position at the same time.
A terrifying energy storm swept across the entire basin.
Even Colin and the other committee members, watching through their remote projections, felt their mind bodies being pierced by thousands of steel needles at once.
Colin, a 35-star Saint stage powerhouse, saw his projection fade instantly.
At the same time, his physical body back at the Pinocchini HQ spat out a mouthful of blood. He fell backward and immediately lost consciousness.
On the other side, Stripline, a 27-star Legend stage, saw his projection collapse completely. His fat body was knocked backward by the shockwave, crashing hard through the wall behind him and falling into unconsciousness.
Elena, Modekaiser, and the others were also affected. Their souls felt the impact, and the sharp pain caused blood to stream from their eyes, overflowing from the corners of their faces.
Similarly, the five Spirit Tribe chieftains faced total disaster.
Ironthorn, a 32-star Legend, was hit hard by the shockwave. He was thrown backward, crashing through three ancient thousand-year-old trees in a row.
His chest was caved in, leaving him too badly injured to recover.
Verid, also a 32-star Legend, saw his vines all snap.
He fell to his knees, vomiting blood mixed with leaves. He had no strength left even to stand.
Heartwood, the oldest of the five, was knocked unconscious immediately by the shockwave.
His life force was now at the weakest point, ready to fade away at any moment.
Vivian and Lithos supported each other as they fell to their knees. They both spat up blood, their faces as pale as paper.
As for the Dawn Blade members, learning from the last round, everyone formed a familiar array to block the attack early.
They weren’t as messy as before, but every single member of the Dawn Blade now had a pale, worried face.
They stared at the center of the battlefield, their hearts still racing from the shock.
They hadn’t expected that just the lingering pressure from three people fighting together would wipe out nearly everyone watching.
In the center of the fight, Logan felt pressure he had never experienced before.
His 48-star power was suppressed by the rules down to just 36 stars.
Right now, it felt like lead had been poured into every bone and muscle in his body; he felt incredibly heavy.
“Predict the Future!”
At the critical moment, Logan activated his time ability.
The 25-second forecast allowed him to see the trajectories of all attacks from the four directions. He could see the impact point, the energy shift, and every detail of every strike.
Simultaneously, he used “Slime Battle Style: 10,000x Space Fold.” Through the resonance of 10,086 Slimes, he folded the space around him layer by layer.
His figure flashed and teleported through the gaps in the incoming attacks.
However, the suppression of the combined rules was simply too strong.
Logan’s left shoulder was grazed by the Flesh Temple Lord’s Blood Demon Fist. His bones shattered instantly, and he lost all feeling in his left arm.
His right rib was pierced straight through by the Sky-Shattering Chieftain’s “Sky-Breaker Strike.” Blood gushed out, staining his black combat suit red.
Sustaining continuous heavy damage, Logan was knocked back a kilometer and fell to one knee.
The ground beneath him was already stained dark red by his blood.
Suddenly, a terrified scream came over the communicator. “Brother!” It was Hiyua, sounding frantic.
Hearing Hiyua’s voice, Logan raised his hand quickly to stop her from pleading. “Don’t worry! Your brother won’t die!”
“Remember, do not interfere with the battlefield by any means. This is my fight!”
With that, Logan pushed himself up from the ground and slowly stood. His eyes blazed with gold light at its peak. “This pressure isn’t enough! Did the three of you skip breakfast? Come on, try harder!”
The Sky-Shattering Chieftain looked at the heavily injured Logan and let out a mad, frenzied laugh. “Madman! You’re asking for death! Full power, attack!”
The four Shadow Chairmen simultaneously used “Shadow Strangle.” Countless shadows turned into nooses, tightly wrapping around Logan’s body and inflicting continuous soul damage every second.
The Flesh Temple Lord used the skill [Blood Sea Devour]. A surging sea of blood instantly surrounded Logan, sucking away his life force every second.
The Sky-Shattering Chieftain unleashed “Sky-Breaker Triple Strike” again. Three strikes followed one after another, their power stacking up layer by layer. Each blow was fiercer than the last, striking straight for Logan’s heart.
Seeing this, Logan instantly activated [Three-Headed Hell Wolf Battle Style].
In his three-headed, eight-armed form, Logan raised his arm and clashed directly with the three Half-Gods’ attacks.
With every collision, Logan spat up blood.
The sound of shattering bones echoed continuously across the battlefield.
Yet, the shadow of the 49th star mark on his forehead was growing brighter and brighter.
Suddenly, Logan felt a lock inside his body loosen.
Filled with joy, Logan let out a roar that shook the soul. “Break open for me!”
Suddenly, the four-strand DNA in Logan’s body spun to its maximum limit.
The 13th gene lock, under this life-or-death pressure, trembled violently and then vanished.
Right next to the newly lit 48th star mark, the shadow of the 49th star mark flared to life.
In an instant, Logan’s aura surged several times higher.
The rule suppression power that covered the entire basin was shattered by Logan’s sheer presence.
Logan threw a punch, instantly shattering one of the Shadow Chairmen’s clones.
The clone turned into a mist of black fog and dissipated completely.
Next, Logan grabbed the flesh-arm of the Flesh Temple Lord. He used his all-consuming talent, forcibly sucking up the powerful energy boiling from the Flesh Temple Lord after burning his own life.
The Flesh Temple Lord let out a scream of pure terror. “You… you are sucking my life force!”
Logan let out a cold scoff, tightening his grip. “You burn your life? Good. I’m starving for energy.”
While locked in battle with the three, Logan frantically devoured their energy. His injuries healed before their eyes. Even his shattered bones mended instantly.
The Sky-Shattering Chieftain finally realized what was happening. His face twisted in panic. “He’s using us to break through! Retreat!”
The Shadow Chairman shook her head, her voice hollow and dead. “It’s too late! We burned our lives. Even if we retreat now, we will still die. We have to kill him!”
Violet was being protected by her guards at the back of the battlefield.
Watching the scene, she shouted desperately. “My Lords, surrender! If you keep fighting, we will all die! Save your strength. There will be another chance!”
The Sky-Shattering Chieftain snapped his head around, glaring at Violet with fury. “Shut up! Violet, are you afraid of death?”
Violet gritted her teeth, meeting his glare without flinching. “I fear pointless death! Logan has reached 49 stars, and he’s still rising! We can’t win!”
The Shadow Chairman looked at Violet. In her grey eyes, her emotions were mixed. “Violet, you are my daughter… you are right…”
Logan stood firm in the center of the battlefield. His injuries were fully healed.
Now that he had lit up his 49th star mark, his aura was finally starting to overshadow the three Half-Gods.
Logan looked at the three and spoke coldly. “Do you want to keep fighting? You burned your lives. Even if you retreat now, you won’t live past three days.”
The Sky-Shattering Chieftain panted heavily, his horn’s light fading further. “Damn it! Damn it!”
The blood mist around the Flesh Temple Lord had thinned to nothing. “We… we have lost.”
Logan slowly raised his hand. His voice was calm, yet filled with undeniable pressure. “Yes, you have lost. I will give you two choices.”
“First, death.”
“Second, surrender and become my slave.”
The Shadow Chairman turned to look at Violet.
Violet nodded hard, her eyes full of pleading. “Mother, surrender. If we survive, there is still hope.”
The Shadow Chairman was silent for three seconds. Then, she slowly lowered her blade and dropped to one knee. “I surrender. My condition is this: do not hurt Violet. Let her live.”
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