Angle's Arrogance? My Pact with the Succubus Queen!

So he ordered Red Feather to keep moving around, testing the talent and skills of the [Icebound Phoenix (Divine)].

Soon, Logan found out that the [Icebound Phoenix] had a special ability after using a [Divine Fruit]—[Icebreaking Regeneration].

[Icebreaking Regeneration: After being killed, the Icebound Phoenix turns into ice shards. Over time, these shards will re-form into a new Icebound Phoenix. The new one has a 10% boost in all stats, and it gains 100% resistance to the attack that killed it last time.]

Just this one ability made most of Red Feather's attacks useless against the [Icebound Phoenix (Divine)].

It was clear that this [Icebound Phoenix (Divine)] had been carefully trained by its master, and had died many times—gaining a lot of stats and resistance in the process.

Logan narrowed his eyes slightly. "Divine Fruit... is its power really that amazing? I don't believe it!"

Without hesitation, Logan used the Resonance technique. Three Golden Ant King souls poured their power into *Red Feather*, instantly boosting its stats.

In the sky, the *cebound Phoenix*kept shooting Ice Beams* trying to freeze *ed Feather*into an ice statue.

After getting a stat boost, Horned Hawk Red Feather completely changed its strategy, constantly creating *Wind Blade Tornadoes*.

Because Red Feather had a high agility stat and the [Wind Coin Affinity] talent, it kept flying around the [Icebound Phoenix], avoiding its attacks.

The Icebound Phoenix couldn't catch up, so it just angrily shot out long-range attacks. But Red Feather had the [Refraction] skill, which let it dodge easily. Meanwhile, Red Feather's [Wind Blade Tornadoes] were wide-ranging, long-lasting, and could blow away the Icebound Phoenix's [Blizzard].

As a result, the Icebound Phoenix got so angry that it kept shouting during the fight.

As more [Wind Blade Tornadoes] appeared on the battlefield, the Icebound Phoenix finally lost control and charged straight toward *Red Feather*, even though it was still caught in the tornadoes.

"Ha, you fell for it!" Logan said, looking at the Icebound Phoenix with a sneer.

At the same time, Red Feather also made a loud call. In an instant, all the [Wind Blade Tornadoes] in the battlefield merged together.

Inside the huge [Wind Blade Tornado], sharp wind blades that could cut through steel and powerful storms that could break walls all hit the [Icebound Phoenix] at once.

Soon, the Icebound Phoenix broke apart in the storm and ice, turning into pieces of ice.

Seeing this, the familiar tamer standing across from Logan muttered angrily, "Useless," and then recalled his [Icebound Phoenix (Divine)].

"You think you're smart, Logan," the tamer said, holding the ice shards of his Icebound Phoenix. "Once my Icebound Phoenix regenerates, your Horned Hawk won't be a match for it anymore."

Logan just shrugged. "Looks like you still don't understand how you lost."

Without saying more, Logan turned around and walked away, not wanting to explain further.

Meanwhile, in Logan's hand, there was a small piece of ice—a piece of the Icebound Phoenix's claw.

From the very beginning, Red Feather had been working hard to collect the ice scraps from the Icebound Phoenix. Logan believed that the *Icebound Phoenix* would never develop resistance to its own ice.

Otherwise, how could it merge the ice shards and rebirth again?

That was exactly the biggest weakness in the [Icebound Phoenix's] defense.

Even if it reborn a million times, this weakness would never go away.

Soon, it was time for Logan's third match in the elimination round.

Logan looked across the arena at Evelynna and smiled, then released [Ghost Princess·Heserion].

"Heserion, don't hold back. Teach that six-winged angel a real lesson."

Heserion looked straight at Kafka, who stood on the other side of the arena like a flash of lightning coming from the sky.

"Hmph, you dirty spirit. I'll give you a chance to surrender. You can save your life," Kafka said, looking down at Heserion with arrogance. "Otherwise, you should know that the holy light of the angels is the ultimate weakness of all spirits."

With that, Kafka's forehead lit up with a holy mark, glowing brightly.

Heserion was slightly affected by the holy light and took a step back.

Kafka saw this and sneered: "Logan, I'm counting to three. If she doesn't surrender, I won't be responsible for what happens next."

Logan, hearing this, gave Kafka the middle finger across the Blood Cultivation Realm of the arena. Kafka's face turned cold with anger. "Logan, you're asking for death!" he growled.

Then, Kafka spread his six wings, and a beam of holy light came crashing down from the sky—a holy light weapon, the Angel's Sword.

With the sword in hand, Kafka flapped his wings, and he turned into a golden flash, rushing straight toward Heserion.

In an instant, the crowd turned their eyes to Heserion, watching with real worry in their hearts.

" That angel is so annoying!"

"Heserion, hurry up and take her down like you used to!"

"Stop joking! The angel's holy light is strong against spirits. Heserion, protect yourself first!"

As the crowd shouted in surprise, Heserion's body disappeared in an instant, leaving Kafka swinging at empty air.

Kafka didn't expect her strongest attack to miss. In anger, her eyes turned golden and she scanned every corner of the arena.

Finally, her gaze landed on a stone. Her expression turned strange: "Damn ghosts! You actually hid in a rock to avoid my attack?"

As she spoke, Kafka raised her holy sword and swung again.

But Heserion was faster. In a blink, it switched to another stone, and Kafka missed again.

After two failed attacks, Kafka was furious. "Come out and fight me directly!"

Just as she finished speaking, there was a clack sound.

Using the [Telekinesis] skill, Heserion grabbed the broken stone Kafka had just cut and threw it straight at her head.

The stone hit Kafka's head hard. It didn't do much damage, but it was extremely humiliating.

"I'm going to kill you!" she roared, and behind her, a bunch of Holy Bolts appeared. They flew toward Heserion in all directions.

Facing the wide-range attack, Heserion raised a wall of ice in front of her.

The icy crystal reflected the Holy Bolts, weakening most of their power and changing their direction, causing them all to miss.

Seeing this, the crowd and online viewers were completely stunned.

"Heserion is so smart! She really is the popular choice I voted for!"

"This kind of quick thinking and battle strategy is like that of a general!"

"Hmph, good for her. That arrogant angel deserves this. What's so special about being an angel anyway?"

...

The crowd's murmurs couldn't reach the arena, but their mouth movements were clearly visible.

Kafka understood what they were saying, and her face turned dark. "You spirit, you forced me to do this!"

With that, she made a hand sign and pointed directly at Heserion. "Burn, Holy Flame!"

With a shout, Heserion suddenly looked in pain, and golden flames appeared out of nowhere on her body.

Seeing this, Kafka's lips curled slightly. "Hmph. The fuel for the Holy Flame is souls and mental power. Scream in pain, and I'll burn you to ashes!"

Then, Kafka raised her holy sword again and slowly walked toward Heserion. "Surrender now, and I'll make it quick."

Heserion's painful expression vanished the moment she heard this. Instead, she let out a strange laugh. "Kukuku… look what you're burning!"

As she spoke, the scene in front of Kafka changed.

The holy flame she had just released was actually burning her own arm.

Kafka was shocked and quickly made a hand sign to put out the fire on her arm.

As the flames disappeared, her arm returned to normal—no scars, no burns.

"Wait! Something's wrong!" Kafka suddenly realized that holy fire should never burn an angel's body. "Damn it! You tricked me!"

In a fit of rage, she released a new burst of holy light.

The bright light spread out, pushing away all the illusions and revealing the real arena.

But to her anger, Heserion was still standing in front of her, with visible burns from the holy fire.

However, right now, the wounds on Heserion's body were healing quickly, and the holy fire had already disappeared.

At this moment, Kafka finally realized she had been tricked.

Heserion had used a mind illusion to make her see a false image, scare her into stopping the holy fire, and save herself from the flames.

"Damn it! Where did you get all these tricks from!" Kafka angrily shouted at Heserion, and couldn't help but glare at Logan as well.

Logan saw Kafka's angry face and just smiled, shrugging his shoulders.

Then, Kafka turned her whole body into a glowing, light-like form.

She kept reflecting and moving around the arena, trying to find a chance to attack Heserion with a deadly strike.

But Heserion didn't give her a chance. She used her 「Mind Sensing」 ability to track Kafka all the time.

"Weaken Will!"

"Fear Illusion!"

"Soul Possession!"

Three skills in a row. Kafka felt dizzy and confused.

When she finally came to her senses, she realized she was lifting her skirt, almost exposing herself.

That moment, she broke out in cold sweat. She realized she was being controlled. She shouted, "Get out of me!"

With that shout, Heserion appeared in front of Kafka again, looking at her with a teasing expression. "You think I'll take off your chest armor next time?"

Kafka suddenly felt scared. A cold wind blew across her chest, and she shivered.

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