Chapter 384: Waiting for the Opening!
Thinking this, Black One let out a supersonic shriek, ordering the ant swarm to change tactics. They switched from their previous wave attacks to a spiral assault.
The ants moved in groups of ten thousand, diving a hundred meters underground first. Then, they burst up through the ground surrounding the Origin Devourer’s ankles. At that moment, they all triggered a massive Self-Destruct, engulfing the black vortices around the ankles in one blast.
Hundreds of thousands of Dragon-Rhino Horned Ants moved with incredible speed, causing the entire ground to shake violently.
Soon, the black volcanic rock cracked open everywhere. The dark-gold ant swarm erupted from the fissures beneath the earth, exploding into waves of energy right around the Origin Devourer’s ankles.
The Origin Devourer’s ankles froze for a brief moment, and its combat aura dropped by thirty percent.
Moreover, the ripples on the surface of the Black Hole Domain grew denser. The chaotic period of its gravitational devouring power had lengthened from the previous 0.3 seconds to 0.5 seconds.
Logan watched all of this closely. Suddenly, his pupils shrank slightly as he looked up at the Origin Devourer’s chest.
Using his [Predict the Future] ability, Logan was shocked to see the black hole on the beast’s chest shrinking rapidly. The black hole, once seven kilometers in diameter, had already shrunk to five kilometers, and the speed of that shrinkage was increasing.
Once the diameter reached one kilometer, the Black Hole Domain would unleash an energy storm powerful enough to swallow the entire defense line, sweeping everything away.
Except for Logan and Kane, everyone present would be doomed.
Seeing this, Logan immediately raised his voice to warn everyone: "That guy is about to unleash his ultimate move! Everyone, find cover and brace yourselves!"
Then, Logan turned to Evelynna and ordered coldly, "Reinforce the shields! Prepare to take the impact!"
At the same time, he summoned Nabo to cast [Turtle Armor] and release [Guarding Blood Cultivation Realm] over the nearly one million allied forces.
Evelynna immediately mobilized all the energy from her Light-Dark Synchronization. The twelve six-winged angels flapped their wings in unison, spreading a semi-transparent light-dark shield over the entire first line of defense.
Yelena further contracted her Zero-Degree Space, focusing the defensive range right in front of the position. Sawako’s lightning formed a net of energy across the surface of the shield, canceling out the black hole’s gravitational pull.
In the center of the second line of defense, Violet knelt on one knee, gripping the Sky-Shattering Ancestral Horn tightly. She unleashed the full crushing pressure of her 48 star Saint stage.
Pale golden imperial blood flowed from the master-servant contract mark on her forehead, traveling down her arm and into the horn, activating the totem patterns left by the first chieftains.
Golden light spread from the horn, covering a ten-mile radius of the battlefield and resonating with the Hexagram Array formed by forty-eight priests.
Violet could clearly feel that the totem power of the Ancient Beast Clan naturally repelled the Devouring Rule. This caused the Devouring Rule moving through the Origin Devourer’s body to suffer a cycle disruption lasting over one second.
Suddenly, a massive explosion erupted from the left flank. A bloody energy shockwave slammed into the Hexagram Array.
Violet looked up to see that within the ranks of the one hundred and ten thousand flesh puppets, three hundred suicide soldiers triggered Self-Destruct simultaneously.
Pale purple tattoos appeared on their fingertips before the explosion. These were exclusive marks of the No. 47 Restricted Zone, usually hidden beneath the skin and only visible when using energy.
Twelve priests standing on the edge of the Hexagram Array were thrown back by the shockwave. They spat blood and crashed heavily to the ground.
The golden totem patterns of the Soul Prayer ritual flickered wildly, developing a series of tiny cracks. The pale golden protective film covering the entire army dimmed significantly.
Pale golden blood oozed from Violet’s corner of her mouth. Her pupils shrank into the vertical slit shape unique to the Ancient Beast Clan. "Damn it! Besides the Blood River faction, there are still traitor remnants!"
Saying this, she immediately gave an order to the Sky-Shattering Chieftain, who was waiting nearby. Her voice was filled with suppressed rage: "Crush the rebellion on the left flank!"
Hearing the order, the Sky-Shattering Chieftain immediately exploded with Divine Shards’ power to suppress the rebels.
The Ancient Beast Clan’s totem patterns bloomed on the left side of the battlefield. Pale golden light suppressed the remaining rebels who were trying to Self-Destruct.
On the other side, the Flesh Temple Lord expanded his boundless Sea of Flesh domain using the Flesh Rule. He absorbed all the flesh energy from the self-destructing soldiers, preventing flesh contaminated with Devouring Rule from further damaging the Hexagram Array.
Far in the distance, the figure of the Shadow Chairman flashed in the shadows. In an instant, he appeared behind the rebels. Shadow nooses extended from his fingertips, wrapping around the necks of seven tattoo-bearers who hadn’t managed to Self-Destruct yet. With a gentle twist, he crushed their spines.
In the center of the ritual, Violet forcibly drew upon the power of all 48 stars, injecting it into the Sky-Shattering Ancestral Horn. The energy impact made her veins throb in pain, and pale golden blood dripped from the corner of her mouth.
Finally, through sheer willpower, Violet managed to seal the cracks in the ritual.
Suddenly, she sensed a familiar surge of energy deep underground. It was the blood sacrifice power left behind three months ago when Iron-Bone had launched his treason.
Now, black blood threads seeped through the ground fissures, spreading along the totem patterns and disrupting the flow of the golden light.
Violet immediately understood: this was Iron-Bone’s secret trap set three months ago. It was designed specifically to counter the Sky-Splitting Tribe’s royal blood ritual. The moment it sensed energy from the royal line, it would activate automatically.
Thinking this, Violet immediately ordered the Sky-Shattering Chieftain, her voice urgent: "Take a squad underground and destroy the core of the blood sacrifice array!"
The Sky-Shattering Chieftain acknowledged and led ten elite warriors from the Ancient Beast Clan into the fissures below.
Logan received messages from both Fischl and Violet, his brows knitting together tightly.
If Violet failed, the Origin Devourer’s ultimate move could cause massive casualties among the allied forces.
With a grimace, Logan activated his Space Teleport ability, instantly transporting Kerparos, Lilith, and Hydra to the depths of the underground fissures.
With the three familiars joining the fight, a deafening roar echoed from beneath the earth.
The Sky-Shattering Chieftain emerged from the fissure, covered in black blood, clutching a broken piece of blood crystal. He dropped to one knee and reported, "Master, the bloody array is destroyed. The underground chamber has collapsed three kilometers deep."
Violet’s mouth still oozed pale golden blood. Her palms were so burned by the Ancestral Horn that her golden bones were exposed, smoking and sizzling.
She didn’t waste words. She poured her remaining energy into the Hexagram Array, forcing the ritual to stabilize. "Flank assault! Now!"
Violet jumped to her feet, her golden vertical pupils locking onto the Origin Devourer’s left flank. "One hundred thousand elites, charge!"
The Sky-Shattering Chieftain, the Flesh Temple Lord, and the Shadow Chairman charged forward like arrows. Behind them, one hundred thousand warriors from the Ancient Beast Clan surged forward in a fan-shaped formation to surround the enemy.
Nel, displaying her full 32-star pressure, split into twelve physical clones arranged in a circle to disrupt the Origin Devourer’s sensory lock.
Bobbi deployed three layers of Phase Folding traps three hundred meters ahead. Transparent space cages nested inside one another, blocking any potential escape route.
Violet led the charge. Her hands gripped the Sky-Shattering Ancestral Horn tightly, flooding the horn with her golden royal blood without restraint.
The totem patterns of the first chieftain flared to life, transforming into hundreds of meters of golden light lines that wrapped around the Origin Devourer’s knee joints.
"Stop right there!" Violet roared.
The clash between the Ancient Beast Clan’s royal blood and the No. 47 Restricted Zone’s Devouring Rule caused a violent reaction. The black vortex at the Origin Devourer’s knee swirled wildly, creating a 0.5-second cycle of paralysis.
Its movement speed instantly dropped by forty percent. Its ten-meter-tall left leg froze in mid-air. The entire kilometer-high body tilted forward, nearly kneeling.
More critically, the golden scar on its throat changed its exposure frequency completely due to the lower limb rule disruption.
Instead of appearing once every three breaths, it now appeared only once every nine breaths, lasting 0.8 seconds each time.
"Master! The weakness exposure frequency has slowed by three times! The window period is extended!" Violet screamed through the mind link.
But the temperature of the Sky-Shattering Ancestral Horn had already exceeded two thousand degrees. The self-destruct energy inside was about to go berserk.
Golden cracks began to form in Violet’s palm bones. She gritted her teeth, forcing low, guttural syllables from her throat—the forbidden incantations of the Ancient Beast Clan. She was ready to sacrifice her life to activate the Ancestral Horn and take the giant down with her.
"Live! Wait for my command. Trust me!" Logan’s mind link struck like thunder, piercing straight into her consciousness.
Violet’s chant stopped abruptly. Her fingers froze in mid-air. She forced her mouth down to the limit, suppressing the urge to sacrifice herself.
She bit her lower lip until golden blood trickled out, her hands remaining steady as they held the Ancestral Horn, maintaining the totem suppression.
"Damn it, I’ll kill him when I get the chance!" Logan cursed. His left-space shield cracks healed instantly, while the Blade of Time in his right hand trembled, locking onto the next scar flash.
Kane, his ten-meter Demigod body tense to the breaking point, let the golden chains wrapped around his Blade of Destruction clang loudly.
The old wound on his chest burst open again, with golden divine blood dripping down. Yet he seemed not to feel it, his gray eyes fixed hungrily on the Origin Devourer’s throat.
The black hole in the Origin Devourer’s chest contracted again, closing the distance to just two li from Violet. Her long hair was pulled back by the gravitational pull, and the horn in her hand felt hot enough to melt. But not one step did she retreat.
"Logan, move now or that girl is done for!" Kane roared low in his throat.
"Wait for the window!" Logan’s pupils shrank. "Three... two... one..."
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"...Now! Kane, finish him!" Logan screamed.
Kane leaped from the cliff edge instantly. His ten-meter Demigod body unleashed ninety percent of its combat power. Six thick golden chains, three times their usual size, wrapped around his Blade of Destruction. He slammed down with a Final Judgment, the blade screeching against the air as it cut through the void.
Logan acted in perfect sync. His 82-star five-helix DNA spun at full speed. He slashed with his right hand, Blade of Time, sending three silver chains forward. The rules of time instantly covered the Origin Devourer, creating a three-second Time Freeze field.
The kilometer-high body froze completely. The black hole in its chest solidified at a diameter of five li.
"Stuck! Go!" Logan raised his left Space Shield, deploying layers of folded barriers to endure a gravity pull a hundred times stronger than normal, clearing a straight path for Kane.
Kane’s gray eyes locked onto the golden scar. One kilometer away, then five hundred meters, three hundred, one hundred...