Novel Full Chapter 337: Studying the Remains of the Demigod Together!
Chapter 337: Chapter 337: Studying the Remains of the Demigod Together!
Logan stepped out of the dungeon, where the harsh sunlight hit him immediately.
Hiyua had been waiting outside the door. Seeing him emerge, she hurried forward. “Brother, how did it go?”
Logan looked at Hiyua and spoke in a deep, serious tone: “Notify the Dream Committee. Prepare for the second wave of war.”
“In seven days, a Demigod might descend here. The battle ahead will be even harder.”
Hiyua nodded immediately. “Yes, brother.”
She turned and hurried away to deliver Logan’s orders.
Logan lifted his head, looking toward the depths of the Lost World.
In his eyes, the golden light flared up once more.
Logan whispered to himself, his voice filled with worry and resolve: “49 star… not enough.”
He turned his hand over and put the token Violet had given him into his familiar space.
Then, he turned and walked alone toward the Dawn City command center.
The hem of his black combat suit swayed with each step, still stained with the lingering smoke of the battlefield.
The warriors around him watched his back, their faces filled with deep respect.
Inside the Dawn City command center.
Four walls surrounded by pale blue data screens flashed as countless lines of binary code silently slid down.
Logan stood in the center of the command center, his pale golden eyes locked on the constantly refreshing data on the screen, his face stern.
Hiyua stood a few meters to Logan’s side, clutching a metal recording tablet, her fingers tapping quickly across its surface. “Brother, Lord Turing is using the intelligence Violet provided to compile the combat power database for Zone 53.”
Logan gave a slight nod, his gaze never leaving the projection screen. “Time is tight. Tell him to speed up.”
“I need to know: if that complete Demigod leads a full-scale invasion, what are our chances of winning?”
The moment he finished speaking, pale blue electrical sparks gathered in the air.
Turing’s data form slowly took shape. Tiny electric arcs danced around him, producing a faint crackling sound.
“Logan, data integration is complete,” Turing said, his voice mechanical and clear, showing no emotion. “Based on combat power data from Violet, the Sky-Shattering Chieftain, the Flesh Temple Lord, and the Shadow chairman, I am now running random simulation drills.”
Hearing this, Logan’s pupils shrank sharply. “What are the results?”
At that moment, Turing’s data form suddenly began to flash violently.
The screens surrounding him instantly turned into a blinding blood-red color, and the temperature in the entire hall dropped sharply.
“Running 100 million random simulation drills…”
“Simulation complete…”
The cold, mechanical voice echoed through the empty hall. Turing’s tone returned to normal. “The probability of humans defeating the enemy is 0.0001%. The probability of preserving the Fire Seed is 0.08%.”
Clang!
The recording tablet in Hiyua’s hands smashed hard onto the alloy floor, creating a harsh noise.
Her face went pale in an instant, and her body trembled uncontrollably.
Trembling, she reached out and gripped Logan’s arm tightly. “Brother, with a one-in-ten-million chance of winning… should we prepare to retreat?”
Facing a win rate so low it was practically zero, Logan’s fist clenched hard, his nails digging deeply into his palm.
He stared fixedly at Turing’s data form, his voice steady without the slightest tremor. “What is the core variable?”
Turing’s data form flowed calmly and projected a 3D battlefield simulation.
In the display, a golden figure standing a hundred meters tall raised a hand, turning the entire city into a blackened ruin in an instant.
“The core variable is high-level combat power,” Turing stated. “Remember, a powerhouse of Demigod level can destroy a city with a single gesture.”
“Even a thousand 36-star Saint stage fighters, or ten thousand 28-star Saint stage fighters, joining forces cannot stop a Demigod.”
“You are currently 49-star Legend stage, still far from the Saint stage. You will definitely lose in a direct confrontation against a Demigod.”
Hearing this, Logan fell silent for three seconds, his voice low and raspy. “Understood.”
He turned and walked toward the hall’s exit. His black combat suit gleamed with a cold, hard shine under the data lights.
“Prepare the dungeon for interrogation. I will question those three aspirant Demigods personally,” Logan’s voice echoed down the corridor.
Three hours later, in a dungeon 300 meters underground beneath Dawn City.
The walls were cast from black ant secretions, shimmering with a dull gold hue. Countless binding runes flowed slowly across the surface.
These runes could completely seal the energy circulation of any powerhouse below Demigod level, prohibiting any form of spatial movement.
In the center of the dungeon sat an interrogation table.
It was crafted from World Tree root powder mixed with Dragon-Rhino Horned Ant secretions, radiating a suppressing pressure capable of subduing all forms of energy.
Sky-Shattering Chieftain was bound to a stone chair with special chains.
He stood three meters tall, his muscles bulging, with a curved, blood-red single horn on his head.
Even while his mind was enslaved, the aspirant Demigod pressure radiating from his body was strong enough to slightly warp the space around him.
Flesh Temple Lord sat beside him, wrapped in thick, red mist. Suspended at his chest was a blood-red crystal core, pulsating constantly.
The Shadow chairman wore tattered black gauze, revealing only cold, grey eyes. His presence was noticeably weaker than the other two.
Logan stood above them, his 49-star pressure crushing down heavily.
All three aspirant Demigods felt a suffocating oppression, forcing them to kneel on one knee uncontrollably.
Even the chains binding them made harsh, grating sounds.
Kneeling on the floor, Violet’s pale golden contract mark on her forehead flickered faintly. Her purple hair swayed gently with the fluctuations in the surrounding energy.
Logan spoke without emotion, his voice icy. “Tell me, what stage do I need to reach to hold off a full Demigod?”
The blood-red light on Sky-Shattering Chieftain’s horn was completely suppressed, extinguishing under the pressure.
His neck cracked as he spoke in a hoarse voice. “Master, if you break through to the Saint stage with 64-star marks, the moment you break through, you will be at the peak of the Saint stage. You can directly access some Divine Shardspower.”
“In that case, the four of us joined together might be able to hold back Kane, the Demigod from Zone 53, for ten minutes.”
Hearing this, Violet’s purple pupils shrank sharply. Her voice trembled with undeniable fear. “Lord Kane is the true ruler of Zone 53, a Demigod who controls the rules of destruction!”
Logan narrowed his eyes, blinding golden light bursting from them. “A Demigod who controls the rules of destruction?”
He turned and walked out of the dungeon, snorting coldly. “Within seven days, I will break through to 64 stars or higher. At my best, I will attempt to force my way into the Saint stage.”
At the same time.
Inside the Dawn City command center.
Natalia, Sophia, and others had already gathered.
Natalia, dressed in black leather, saw Logan appear and spoke urgently. “Logan! It was hard work for you just to break through to 49 stars!”
“Trying to reach 64 stars in such a short time is too difficult!”
“And are you sure you have enough gene locks to open?”
“You’ve already unlocked far more than normal people. What if you open all your heart locks but still can’t break through to 64 stars?”
Everyone around them looked at Logan with deep worry.
Gwen clutched her potion bottle tightly and spoke quietly. “I… I can prepare a mind stabilizer to help you.”
Logan gently raised his hand and placed it on Natalia’s head. His voice was soft yet carried an undeniable authority. “In he depths of the Lost World, many people try to light up more star marks to reach the Saint stage, but why do so many fail?”
“It’s not because they don’t want to. It’s because they cannot find the path to light up more star marks.”
“Today, I have the Power to Evolve All Things, an army of 800,000 Saint-stage familiars, and these three aspirant Demigods as slaves to guide me.”
“I have a way.”
Natalia bit her lower lip, took a step back, and a hint of compromise flickered in her eyes.
The rest of the crowd fell silent, though worry still clouded their faces.
Logan could read their thoughts clearly. However, considering the tight schedule, he had no choice but to proceed this way.
Inside the central hollow of the World Tree trunk, the opening was hundreds of meters wide.
The inner walls were made of the World Tree’s golden wood, containing a natural energy concentration ten thousand times stronger than the outside world.
Logan raised his hand and directly opened his familiar space.
Massive black fissures stretched across the entire hollow, and waves of dark-gold ants poured out.
Six hundred thousand 28-star Dragon-Rhino Horned Ants were neatly divided into sixty groups, with ten thousand ants in each group.
At the same time, Sky-Shattering Chieftain, Flesh Temple Lord, and the Shadow chairman were escorted here and stood in the corner of the hollow.
Violet stood beside Logan, holding a recording tablet. She looked around the empty hollow with a bewildered expression. “Master, I am ready to record and analyze the data at any moment.”
Logan nodded, then reached out and took out the Yepera remains.
A 300-meter-long Demigod-stage Titan Python skeleton lay quietly on the left side of the hollow.
The skeleton was carved with 10,086 green ancient runes. Green light slowly flowed across them, with sixty percent currently unlocked.
Next, he took out the Black Dragon remains.
A 200-meter-long, pitch-black demon dragon skeleton lay on the right side of the hollow.
About 8,000 dark destruction runes flashed on its surface, with ten percent currently unlocked.
The moment the two sets of remains appeared, the energy concentration inside the hollow surged by a hundred times.
The blinding rune light made everyone present squint, unable to open their eyes.
Even the three aspirant Demigods, though their minds were enslaved, were knocked to one knee by the overwhelming Demigod pressure.
Their horns, the red mist around them, and the shadows beside them all trembled violently.
Violet collapsed to the floor, her purple eyes filled with shock. “Two Demigod remains?! You actually have two of them!”
Sky-Shattering Chieftain lowered his horn until it nearly touched the ground. His voice trembled. “Master, in the depths of the Lost World, a single Demigod remains is enough to trigger a war in a Forbidden Zone. Yet you possess two of them.”
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