Angle's Arrogance? My Pact with the Succubus Queen!-Chapter 245: Capture Novan, The Shadow Appears!
Council Holt swallowed hard and asked: "What are those black threads... exactly?"
Logan sat back down and tapped the table with his fingers as he explained: "Shadow Beings. A kind of foreign thing that lives deep in the soul. It can eat away at the host’s mind and turn them into puppets."
Logan paused, then added: "Those three were completely taken over. The person controlling them found out they were exposed, so they killed them right away."
Diablo Judge spoke in a deep voice: "Who is the one controlling them?"
Logan didn’t answer. His Divine Perception was fixed on Newson.
The shadow energy on Newson’s palm had disappeared, and his expression had returned to calm. But the cold sweat on his forehead gave him away.
Newson slowly spoke: "Logan principal is really powerful."
Then he changed his tone: "But is it too hasty to decide it’s Shadow Beings just because three officials had something wrong inside them?"
General Darwin carried a body back to the tent and threw it on the table, saying: "You can see for yourself."
The body’s eye sockets still had black energy inside. It moved like it was alive, trying to dig into the ground. But it was held in place by Darwin’s energy field.
Newson looked at it, and his pupils shrank slightly.
Logan noticed the detail and asked: "Premier Newson seems to be familiar with this kind of energy?"
Newson shook his head. "I’m just shocked. I didn’t think the Federation’s top leaders were this deeply infiltrated."
He stood up and fixed his suit, saying: "That’s all for today’s meeting. Logan principal, we can talk about the issue of bringing the dead back to life another time."
With that, Newson turned and walked toward the tent entrance.
"Wait."
Logan’s voice made Newson stop.
Logan continued: "Premier, won’t you stay and help us figure out how to get rid of the Shadow Beings?"
Newson didn’t turn around. He just said: "The cabinet has a lot to do. I’ll send an expert team to help."
As he spoke, he had already left the tent. His figure quickly disappeared outside the circle of the Ashen Dragon army.
The tent fell silent.
Holtcouncil wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked again: "Logan principal, those three people just now... were they really puppets controlled by Shadow Beings?"
Logan nodded and said, "Also, the controller could remotely set them off, which means Shadow Beings’ planting technology is already quite advanced."
General Darwin looked serious and asked, "How many more puppets are there inside the Federation?"
Logan didn’t answer. He spread out his Divine Perception and carefully scanned every representative in the tent.
Other than the three dead officials, there was no sign of anyone else carrying Shadow Beings.
But that didn’t mean it was safe. Shadow Beings might be hiding deeper, or appearing in other forms.
Natalia returned to the tent, looking upset. "All three were blown up from the inside. The clues are gone."
Arthur added, "There was a moment of mind disturbance before the explosion. It came from Saint Heart City."
Saint Heart City was the capital of the Federation and the location of the cabinet headquarters.
Logan narrowed his eyes. The controller of the Shadow Beings was in Saint Heart City. And most likely, they were even higher up than Newson.
General Darwin suddenly asked, "Logan, can we remove the Shadow Beings from Philip?"
Everyone in the tent turned their eyes to him.
General Philip had been brought back to life, but he was still unconscious. The Shadow Beings inside him had already started to grow. It was a known secret.
Logan thought for a moment before answering, "It will take time to study. Shadow Beings are deeply connected to the host’s soul. Removing them by force might hurt Philip’s mind."
General Camilla spoke quietly, "The life energy of the Ancestral Spirits might help clean them out."
Logan nodded. "I’ll try."
The meeting ended without any real agreement.
Each group of representatives left Star Lake with their own guards. Everyone looked worried.
The Federation’s top leaders had been infiltrated by Shadow Beings. That was no small thing.
Logan stood at the entrance of the underground space, watching the last vehicle disappear into the distance.
Natalia walked up beside him and said, "Newson is hiding something."
Logan gave a small nod. "His shadow energy was well hidden, but it didn’t escape Divine Perception."
"Should we take action?" Natalia asked.
"Not yet," Logan said, turning back toward the underground space. "We need evidence, and we need to understand the full network of Shadow Beings."
Natalia followed him and asked, "What now?"
Logan didn’t stop walking. He only said two words: "Wait."
"Wait for what?"
"Wait for them to make the first move."
In the deep part of the underground space, General Philip lay on a bed made of fungal threads. His breathing was steady, but a faint black seed could be seen on his forehead.
The Ancestral Spirits sat nearby, her slender fingers gently touching Philip’s forehead, slowly pouring life energy into him.
Logan walked over to the bed and used Divine Perception to scan Philip’s soul.
The black seed had already sprouted. Its roots had dug deep into the core of Philip’s soul, constantly taking his life force.
Even worse, a faint but strong consciousness was attached to the seed.
It wasn’t Philip’s consciousness. It was the controller’s.
Logan tried to burn that consciousness with divine fire.
The black seed suddenly shrank. Philip’s body shook violently, and blood ran from his mouth.
Amara cried out, "No! Forcing it out will hurt General Philip’s soul!"
Logan immediately stopped the divine fire. Philip’s shaking slowly stopped, but his face became even paler.
General Darwin came from the other side of the passage, saw the scene, clenched his fist, and asked, "Is there no other way?"
Logan stayed silent.
There was a way, but it was very risky. It required three things: enough life energy to keep Philip’s soul alive, precise divine fire to remove the Shadow Beings’ roots, and strong mental power to protect Philip’s consciousness. All three were needed. Right now, Logan only had the last two. For the life energy, although Amara could provide some, it wasn’t enough. More was needed
Logan looked at Darwin and asked, "When can I learn the Spirit Palace construction method?"
Darwin answered, "Claude and Monet are already preparing. They’ll start teaching you tomorrow."
Logan nodded.
The Spirit Palace was an altar that could independently hold and protect spirits.
If built, it might be able to temporarily cut off the connection between Shadow Beings and their controller, buying time for removal.
At that moment, Logan felt another sharp pain in his Divine Perception.
It wasn’t coming from Philip, but from outside Star Lake.
Logan suddenly looked up and vanished from his spot in an instant.
Natalia and Darwin exchanged a quick look and followed right after.
In the forest to the east of Star Lake.
Three cloaked figures were moving quickly. They gave off strong Shadow Energy, and as they passed, the plants around them withered quickly.
Logan appeared in front of them and said, "You came all this way, at least say hello."
The three cloaked figures stopped at the same time. Their faces were unclear under their hoods, but three pairs of red eyes shone from the darkness.
The middle figure spoke in a rough voice, "Logan, the Inspection Principal. Shadow Lord sends his greetings."
As he finished speaking, all three raised their hands.
The Shadow Realm unfolded.
It spread like ink in water, quickly darkening the space around them. Light was swallowed, sound was cut off, and the temperature dropped sharply.
Logan stood still. Thirty star marks appeared behind him, glowing with a soft golden light, creating a safe area.
The three cloaked figures formed a triangle around him. Shadow Energy poured from their palms, turning into countless black tentacles that reached out from all sides toward Logan.
The middle cloaked figure spoke in a hoarse voice: "Shadow Lord really likes you. If you give him the power you gained from swallowing Novan, Shadow Lord will grant you the status of Shadow Favored."
Logan laughed and asked back, "Favored? Like the things you are—neither human nor ghost?"
As he finished speaking, Slime Battle Style—Tenfold Space Cut activated silently.
Silver space cracks spread out from Logan like lotus petals blooming.
The black tentacles were cleanly cut as they touched the space cracks. Black Shadow Energy burst from the cut ends, but was swallowed by the cracks in the next second.
The three cloaked figures stepped back at the same time. Their Shadow Realm was torn apart by the Space Cut, like torn cloth floating in the wind.
Logan didn’t chase them. He used Divine Perception to lock onto one of them and coldly asked, "Novan, hiding in the shadows is fun, isn’t it?"
The cloaked figure froze. The other two quickly stepped in front of him, and Shadow Energy gathered again.
Logan shook his head. "Do you think changing bodies makes me not recognize your soul wave?"
He raised his hand, curled his fingers, and said, "Space Restriction."
The air around the three cloaked figures suddenly froze, like insects trapped in amber. Their movement became extremely slow.
Logan walked toward the one he had locked on and asked, "Last time during the Ancestral Spirits fusion incident, you barely escaped. Why come back now?"
The cloaked figure tried to struggle. Shadow Energy attacked the Space Restriction wildly, but only created ripples in the frozen air.
Logan walked up to him and reached out, pulling off his hood.
Beneath the hood was an unfamiliar face, ordinary features, and empty eyes.
But deep in his soul, the familiar black energy was clearly Novan’s core.
Logan asked quietly, "Is it fun to live inside someone else’s body?"
Novan’s soul roared in the foreign body: "Logan! You destroyed my thirty-year plan! Shadow Lord won’t let you live!"
Logan narrowed his eyes and asked again, "Shadow Lord? You sound pretty close to her. Who is she?"
Novan realized he had said too much and shut his mouth immediately.
But Logan had already caught the key word: thousands of years ago, the Shadow Tribe, the leader defeated by the Federation pioneers.
From Novan’s soul, Divine Perception pulled out more pieces of information.
Shadow, thirty-six-star Saint, sealed in the Shadow Abyss, hiding for a hundred years, infiltrating the Federation. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚
Logan let go and said, "I see."
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