The big screen switched to a new image.

Outside Golden Sand City, General Sean Augustus was floating in mid-air, maintaining a huge Blood Cultivation Realm that covered the whole city.

But his body was shaking violently. His face was as pale as paper, with blood running from his seven orifices. His skin was cracked, and the light of the magic array he was using to keep the realm up flickered on and off. It was clear he was at his limit.

This General Sean, known for his strong defense, had been pushing himself far beyond his limits for too long.

At the same time, the satellite view showed a clear sign of life energy deep underground. They were about to climb out of the pit and rush to the surface.

"We have to move out now. There's no time left," Logan said, his voice calm but firm, leaving no room for argument.

"Logan, stay calm. You saw what's happening underground. The Ancestral Spirits is out of control, and Bone Clan warriors are coming non-stop. You can't go down alone!" Arthur tried to convince him.

Camilla General Sean also spoke up: "Judge is right. At the very least, you should form your own team before going down. Pinocchini's reinforcements are almost here."

"By the time Pinocchini's forces arrive, and by the time they get familiar with the situation, make a plan, and assign tasks..." Logan stared at the screen, at Augustus's pale face, and frowned. "How long can the old ones down there wait? Augustus is burning his life away every second."

The command center fell silent. Everyone knew Logan was right. It was a cruel truth that made it hard to breathe.

Natalia walked up to Logan and took his hand. "Logan, I'm going with you."

Sophia and Lucia exchanged a quick look and both nodded. "We're going too."

Eugenia suddenly pulled back the tent curtain, her armor glinting coldly in the light. "The Temple Knights are ready at any moment."

Camilla General Sean saw everyone's determined expressions, and a complicated look flashed across her eyes.

Finally, she bit her lip and said: "My wounds are stable now. I can get back into the fight. At least, with me there, you won't be caught off guard."

Arthur sighed and pulled out a list from his pocket. "The Federation Senate, the Judgement Tribunal, the major associations... all the forces we can call on are here. But I need to tell you, these people are our last chance. If you all get stuck in there, the Federation will truly have no top-level fighters left."

Logan took the list and quickly scanned it. In addition to Natalia, Sophia, Lucia, Eugenia, and General Sean Camilla, there were a few other familiar names on the list.

The vice president of the Rune Masters' Association, Elena...

The head judge of the Judgement Tribunal, Rex...

The honorary vice president of the Adventurer Guild, Grayson...

Logan read out the names and his eyes lit up. "That's enough. Let's gather them right away!"

Half an hour later, in the temporary camp's meeting room.

Nine people sat around the table, the atmosphere heavy.

Logan played the footage that General Sean Monet had sent back again.

The twisted Ancestral Spirits flower...

The resurrected bone clan puppets...

The terrifying sight of new warriors being produced again and again...

Each image made the people present look even more worried.

"That's the situation." Logan said, turning off the video. His eyes swept over the group. "The Ancestral Spirits has gone out of control. It's become a factory for killing and reproduction."

"President Solon and the others are surrounded and can only defend passively. Our mission is to go down and destroy the Ancestral Spirits core, cutting off the bone clan's ability to reproduce warriors."

Elena pushed up her glasses and spoke right away: "From the footage, the soul wave emitted by the Ancestral Spirits is very chaotic and powerful. Ordinary mind attacks may not work, and could even backfire."

"You're right," said General Sean Camilla, her voice still weak. "My ghostly spirit has a special effect against soul-based targets, but against a soul wave of this scale, I can only protect myself."

At this point, General Sean Camilla spoke in a serious tone: "To attack the Ancestral Spirits directly, we need a stronger Mental Power Battle Style."

Everyone's eyes turned to Logan.

Everyone in the room knew that Logan not only had a powerful familiar army, but also a unique Mental Power Battle Style.

The previous incidents of fighting against gods and forcing them to create heroic emblems had already spread through all the high-ranking members of the Federation.

"Logan's Mental Power is stronger than all of us combined. Only he can deal with the Ancestral Spirits," Natalia said directly. "His soul attacks and space abilities are the best way to counter the Ancestral Spirits."

Sophia nodded and added: "We'll take care of the surrounding bone clan puppets, creating space for Logan. But Logan has to finish the Ancestral Spirits quickly, or the number of puppets will keep growing. We might not be able to hold out for long."

Lucia looked at Logan, her eyes serious. "This battle depends on you. How much time do you need?"

Logan stayed silent for a moment, thinking quickly in his mind.

The Ancestral Spirits' soul wave was chaotic, but very strong. With his current soul power, it would take at least ten minutes of full effort to completely destroy it.

"Ten minutes," Logan finally said. "Give me ten minutes of uninterrupted time, and I have a 70% chance of seriously wounding or even destroying the Ancestral Spirits."

"Ten minutes..." Rex frowned. "With that many enemies, ten minutes could bring a lot of surprises and changes. We need a solid plan."

"Then let's do it in stages," said Grayson, the seasoned adventurer. "Logan will keep the Ancestral Spirits occupied first. We'll take care of the first wave of puppets. Once the pressure eases, Logan can go all out. General Sean Camilla will set up the Mental Power Blood Cultivation Realm to prevent the Ancestral Spirits from attacking by surprise, and take out the tough puppets."

"Got it," Camilla nodded. "My ghostly spirit can also set up a [Soul Maze], which can temporarily trap the bone clan warriors that need mental power to stop."

One by one, the group talked, and the plan became clearer.

Logan would focus on attacking the Ancestral Spirits. Others would handle defense and cleanup.

Camilla General Sean would deal with tricky enemies and set up the Blood Cultivation Realm.

The whole operation revolved around giving Logan that ten-minute window to attack.

The plan was set, and without any argument, Logan was made the leader.

Logan had wanted to refuse, but Grayson smiled and said, "Kid, even though you're young, this mission is on you. You're the leader, and we all agree."

Natalia, Sophia, and Lucia naturally supported Logan. Eugenia also nodded in agreement.

Camilla General Sean looked at Logan and said, "Logan, this mission is all on you."

Just then, a commotion came from outside the meeting room.

A loud voice broke through the soundproof Blood Cultivation Realm of the tent: "So this is the human Federation's command center? It really looks cheap."

Right after that, the tent curtain was pulled open, and a group of people with strange clothes and bold hairstyles walked in.

The leader was a tall man in his early 30s, wearing a tight silver-gray combat suit. The surface of the suit had faint energy patterns flowing over it.

Behind him were two men and two women. The men were strong, one carrying a huge chainsaw sword, and the women were small, playing with energy daggers in their hands.

Nel and Bobbi followed them into the tent. Nel spoke first: "These are Taliban, Knox, Sanchez, Quinn, and Harper. They're all Saint-grade seeds from Pinocchini."

The leader, Taliban, looked around the meeting room, his eyes lingering on each person for a moment before stopping on Logan: "You're Logan? The guy the boss keeps praising?"

His tone was clearly full of disrespect. Bobbi quickly stepped forward and scolded: "Taliban, watch your attitude!"

Nel also frowned and said: "Taliban, Logan is our ally, not our enemy. Please show some respect."

"Allies?" Taliban sneered and looked at Bobbi and Nel. "You two have been with the human Federation too long. Have you been brainwashed? Look around you!"

He pointed to the soldiers and wounded outside the tent. "Just 48 invaders, and the Federation army has taken heavy losses. Not only did a city fall, but three General Seans are dead. This is the human Federation you say is equal to us?"

Knox stepped forward, his voice cold. "According to the information we received, the Ancestral Spirits below are out of control, and the bone clan warriors are being produced endlessly. With the current strength of the human Federation, going down there would be suicide."

Sanchez played with his dagger and added: "So from now on, this rescue mission will be led by us. The second human Federation support team will follow our orders."

Harper and Quinn also nodded. Harper grabbed Bobbi's arm and said, "Don't defend them. People like them are lucky if they don't slow us down!"

As soon as she said that, the atmosphere in the meeting room turned icy.

Elena frowned, Rex placed his hand on his sword hilt, and Grayson narrowed his eyes.

Natalia, Sophia, and Lucia all turned cold.

Only Logan remained calm, sitting at the head of the table, and looked at Taliban: "You want to be the leader? Why?"

"Reason?" Taliban laughed, holding up three fingers. "First, we come from Pinocchini, and we have more battle experience than you. Second, our Battle Style is more advanced than yours. Third!"

The familiar space behind the Taliban slightly expanded, and twenty-seven brilliant star marks appeared in the empty space, giving off a strong sense of pressure: "I'm at the pre-Saint stage with 27 star marks. My teammates are at least 23 star marks. But you only have up to 20 star marks, which is Legend 5 star. The difference in stage is the difference in power. Isn't that enough?"

The light of the 27 star marks flashed inside the tent, putting great pressure on everyone.

Knox and Sanchez also opened their star marks, and 24 of them shone together.

Harper and Quinn also opened their star marks, and surprisingly, they also had 23 shining star marks.

Pinocchini's five-person group had one with 27 star marks, two with 24, and two with 23.

This team was truly top-level in the human Federation, but Logan's expression didn't change at all.

He slowly stood up and walked toward the Taliban, standing less than a meter away: "So, do you think you're stronger than me?"

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