The Invincible Full-Moon System

Chapter 1083  Shifting Tide of War

In a reversal situation, the Executor was now cornered to prove his own belief.

All of his bravado—considering everyone around him as nothing but lesser beings, created to serve him in some way or another—was gone without a trace. He was still shaken up by what Rex said to him earlier.

For once in his entire life, he was faced with actual dangers.

Receiving the force of the Brutal Impulse, the Executor was now aware of the risk of death.

He could actually die if he made one wrong move.

Despite his reluctance, he couldn't underestimate Rex who was backed by the Countess.

Clang!

Pushed back by the force of a clash of metals—the Executor's eyes turned bloodshot as he charged at Rex again with unyielding might. Both of them were locked in a fierce exchange, brandishing their weapons at each other.

Sparks of friction and energy flew around like fireworks from each clash of their weapons.

Not only that, their fight was taking the entire space of the battlefield.

Like a whirlwind of fury and steel, Rex and the Executor battled—their movements blurred as they darted across the ground and soared through the sky, leaving devastation in their wake, bragging about the fact that they were in the realm of their own.

Under the waves of their might, the air crackled with the intensity of their conflict.

Even the very earth was trembling beneath the force of their blows.

Despite the two seemingly equal in power, the Executor's movements reek of desperation.

Rex, on the other hand, was receiving each attack with an evident smirk.

Since he managed to rattle the Executor's beliefs and shatter his perception of the world, the Executor grew increasingly desperate to bring him down and force him to retract back all the words he said earlier.

Naturally, this desperation leaked the intent behind each of the Executor's attacks.

It made his attack predictable and easy to parry.

Dodging a forceful thrust from the Executor's black spear, Rex raised both of his weapons and imbued them with red force and kingly energy before slashing them down, hitting the Executor squarely from above.

Crash!

Like a meteor, the Executor fell from the sky and crashed onto the ground.

A massive crater was created by the impact.

<A successful hit! The Amuerus Katana's effect is activating!>

<Failed, the target's endurance and mental stats are too high—effect negated!>

Coughing a mouthful of blood, the Executor forced his eyes to open and saw a flash of light.

Not stopping at that attack, Rex hurtled the Amuerus Katana towards the Executor, with the full intention of piercing him through. But managing to react quickly, the Executor pulled his body out of the way right at the last second.

Boom!

Jumping back to recover properly, the Executor landed on his feet with an ugly countenance.

He was still in disbelief that someone in the new era could match him.

'I should've killed him the first time I met him!' He pondered, grinding his teeth angrily.

Even though he regretted not killing Rex when he was very weak—the Executor knew that if he could rewind time, he would still spare Rex as he was too weak to be considered a threat—regardless of his direct moon ability, the Brutal Impulse.

Nobody could guess that he could get strong this quickly.

Although the Executor knew that Rex had the System, his growth was still remarkably fast.

In the time of a few months, he was able to close the gap easily.

Such a thing shouldn't be possible and yet, Rex showed that anything is possible for him.

Raising his gaze, the Executor searched for Rex amongst the cloud of dust.

However, even with his enhanced eyesight imbued with chaos arcane mana, allowing him to see through the debris, he couldn't locate Rex anywhere. With a forceful swipe of his hand—dispersing the cloud of dust, the Executor's eyes widened.

"Tch! He dares ignore me?!" He roared aloud, seeing Rex was aiming at the Human Army.

Taking this as an insult, the Executor exploded and darted towards his direction.

Meanwhile, Rex managed to fool the Executor.

He was aiming to extract more Life Essences instead of facing the Executor head-on. I may have the upper hand now, but it's not over. The Executor is still holding back his trump card with the Passue Matriarch around. If I keep pressing him, he'll have no choice but to unleash it. I better use this chance to increase my cursed epiphany.

No matter how exhilarated he was to reduce the Executor to this state, he needs to focus.

Everything could still go wrong if he's not careful.

Only when he reaches the ninth epiphany in cursed power, triumph would be fixed for him.

Due to that very reason, Rex was going to extract more Life Essences.

Mastering the Drain Touch spell taught by Mavenna, Rex was able to forcefully extract the Life Essences from others without the need to catch them off-guard like he used to. Rex's eyes flickered as he dived into the Human Army.

In retaliation, the mobile artillery and fighter jets emptied their ammo at him.

But with the limiter broken, Rex is invulnerable to their weapons.

Swoosh!

Piercing the air with extreme speed—Rex uses the Executor Slash skill to cloak his claws as he slams into the ground, erupting a cosmic wave of energy, devastating the earth, and also hurling nearby humans away from the epicenter.

He controlled the energy enough to not kill the humans that were hit by the wave of energy.

Rex needed them alive, and this attack was aimed at disorienting them.

Landing perfectly at the center of the Human Army, his eyes darted left and right, scanning his surroundings. Seeing the military personnel and Black Hands sprawled on the ground—knocked by the wave of energy earlier, Rex could only swallow the guilt and made his move.

Activating the Drain Touch skill, his body blurred before he reappeared twenty meters away.

One could see his claws were sizzling with reddish energy.

Just then, the humans along the way of his path suddenly let go of their weapons and fall.

Each one of them was helpless against Rex—and it turns out the reddish energy sizzling on his claws was Life Essences—it was the Life Essences extracted from the humans. Not one of them realized that their Life Essences were taken after they already did.

Not wasting a single moment, he absorbed the Life Essences into his cursed source.

Rex savored the soothing rush of absorbing the Life Essences before a flicker of amusement danced across his features as he glanced to his right, noticing a pleasing scenario unfolded, yet his focus swiftly shifted to the opposite direction.

He caught sight of a shadowy figure hurtling towards him like a specter of darkness.

It was not hard to recognize this figure as another chaos creature.

A being of pure darkness with golden accents, the one that intercepted Gistella's escape.

Sensing the power coming from the chaos creature, Rex, harnessing his inner brutality grabs ahold of the chaos creature's face in a fraction of a second and slams it into the ground. Not giving any rest, he raised the Blood Devourer and stabbed it in the chest.

Despite he could easily overpower the chaos creature, it was undoubtedly very strong.

Rex decided to kill it right now because of that.

Opening his formidable jaw, baring his canine teeth, he didn't hesitate to infuse kingly energy into his teeth—harnessing the power of the Banished Dark Moon to cast one of his strongest skills, the Absolute Predominance Fangs.

As the skill was fully utilized, he sunk his teeth deep into the chaos creature's body.

While the absolute obedience effect induced by the skill primarily targeted Werewolves or his pack members, its invasive nature inflicted excruciating pain on the chaos creature—causing it to emit a painful, astral wail from its mouth.

Not even affected by the scream of pain, Rex ripped a huge chunk of its flesh gruesomely.

At its final breath, the chaos creature could see Rex's piercing crimson eyes as he penetrated its chest with his claws and ripped it open cold-bloodedly. Receiving such great damage, the chaos creature puffed into purple smoke and disappeared.

Lifting his gaze, Rex returned his attention back to the other humans.

Unwavered by what he has done to the chaos creature, he resumed extracting Life Essence.

On the other hand, the Executor saw this and wanted to stop Rex immediately.

Before he could close the distance to Rex, two figures materialized before him—obstructing his path. Swinging his black spear ferociously, the Executor tried to clear them from his path but the collision halted his advance. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Furious, the Executor landed on the ground and glared at the two figures in front of him.

"Move aside, or I'll skin you alive and make a display out of you both for being utter fools who try to stand in my way!" the Executor growled menacingly, his bloodshot gaze fixed on Kyran and Flunra who stood in his path.

After inflicting the slave marks on the enemies, the two went back to their assigned task.

Just like Rex instructed earlier, they were going to stall the Executor.

"If you want to threaten us, you need to do way better than that," Flunra replied mockingly.

A threat of that caliber did nothing to them both.

Similarly unflinching, Kyran took a strong step forward and let out an overbearing growl.

No matter what, they aren't going to let the Executor through them.

Zooming out of the heart of the battlefield where Kyran and Flunra intercepted the Executor, the battle seemed to be nearing its peak. A sweeping glance revealed the battle of stronger entities from both sides, locked in a brutal, unending fight.

At the front of the Human Army were the Witch and King John, fighting for dear life.

Opposing them were the Archdemons led by Maltrox.

But, it seemed that they were going to be at a better point seeing that Linsguanx regained its standing and rejoined the battle. It was quite hurt by the attack it suffered from Rex, however—fast recovery was one of chaos creatures are known for.

Moving to the flank, another fierce clash could be seen.

From the Executor's side, Brigitta alongside the three Horsemen of Chaos was there.

Each one of them desperately tries to stop the onslaught from the other Supernatural Army, led by Ryze who was giving them a very hard time. Despite being stronger than Ryze, some of the Dragonman powerful traits made it hard to deal with him.

Additionally, the fire Ryze breathed out was capable of injuring them greatly.

It was the absolute fire from Zaddrass, Lord of Red, a respected Heavenly Dragonman.

Not only that, Queen Shanaela, King Jorik, King Huvuki, the Tigerman King, and the absolute Orc Warmonger were not small fries either. Like relentless juggernauts—these five respective leaders tore through the flank of the Human Army with unmatched ferocity.

Seeing their leaders advancing undisturbed, the forces behind them roared in anticipation.

All of their morale was very high as they charged forward.

Crash!

Hitting the ground with the War hammer in his hand, Ryze summoned vicious explosions that could barely be blocked by the weakened Awakened and Black Hands of the Human Army—propelling a lot of them flying into the air.

But as he did that, his pupils dilated seeing a cage made of corrupted wind at the distance.

Squinting his eyes, he could already tell that it was Gistella inside.

On top of that, Ryze also saw Adhara, Evelyn, and Calidora charging from the side, definitely aiming to free Gistella from Brigitta's grasp. At the sight of this, the dark crimson fire around him blazes even stronger.

'I can do this,' Ryze muttered inwardly. 'I'm going to show my worth to Rex!'

Determined to show Rex that he had changed for the better, Ryze released a searing breath, his pupils narrowing into draconic slits. Scales thickened across his body, while he surged in size, towering above all others.

Under the onlookers' gaze, his aura soared as his wings grew larger.

Embracing his draconic side, and with the push of emotions, Ryze exacts a transformation.

ROAR!!!

Ryze let out a thunderous roar that created a fiery soundwave.

Flapping his wings forcefully, he blasted himself towards the unsuspecting Brigitta—ready to burn or even maul her to pieces.