The Invincible Full-Moon System - Chapter 1064: A Fight of the Era (3)

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Quick interruption—are you guys ready for what’s about to come?

Comments on how you think this battle will go, and which confrontation you are waiting for the most! Anyway, I’m sorry for the interruption because I’m excited to write this part. It’s definitely going to be wild!

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Even though the battle was beginning to become bloody, it was still in the early phase.

The Human Army focused on their strongest formation which has always been a defensive one as since the beginning of the Supernatural Emergence, the Supernaturals always have the upper hand in close combat.

Awakened might even out the playing ground, but they were still outclassed physically.

It was always been like this from the start.

As the Vampires and Demons, infused with the power of the Field Spell and turning them into more monstrous creatures, charged forward to close the distance between them, the Human Army—be it the Awakened, Black Hands, and military went into formation and rain them with bullets and spells.

Like the skyspears, the bullets were also surprisingly able to hurt the Supernaturals.

Once again, it’s only possible thanks to the Executor.

But even then, the Vampires and Demons were extremely resilient in tanking shots.

While the Demons endured the shots through normal means, protecting their lesser armored parts, the Vampires were even more efficient. Due to their ghost-like form, and also the Field Spell underneath their feet, the Vampires were able to go back and forth from submerging into the ground and coming out.

Doing so made them easily dodge the bullets, suffering fewer casualties than the Demons.

Only the tanks were able to take out some of the Vampires.

Each piercing shell cuts through the wind easily and explodes, devastating a massive area.

However, the Vampires and Demons were very hard to kill.

Despite some of them having their limbs blown off, they were able to recover, all because of the Field Spell in constant activation to help them recover. Such a sight strikes fear into the heart of the military personnel.

It was evident that their bravery was tested to the limit in this battle.

Especially the terrorizing horror, the massive Archdemons assuming the grotesque forms of various animals, swiftly closed the distance between them. Maltrox and his other comrades of Archdemons effortlessly shrugged off bullets, including those fired from tanks without so much as a scratch.

But that completely changed when they sensed danger from some machines.

At the center were tanks, bigger than the normal.

Pointing the main gun barrel slowly towards them, blue particles started to form on its tip—launching a beaming blue laser that blitzes with extreme speed. It was the same laser that the skyspear fired, able to hurt Rex.

Swoosh!

In a fleeting moment, a high-pitched whistling sound assaulted Maltrox’s ears.

Following that, the laser hits him in the chest.

Roarr!!!

Shockingly enough, the laser was able to obliterate Maltrox’s fierce charging momentum.

Upon seeing Maltrox being flung back, the Demon-Eagle hybrid, the Archdemon of Pride had his pupils dilated. As two lasers homed in on him, he emitted a piercing screech and quickly crossed his arms, forming an ‘X’ to intercept the lethal beams.

Crash!

Parried by his armored skin, the lasers were deflected to the sides as he held his ground.

Experiencing the push, he lets out haughty laughs.

Instead of being flung away like Maltrox, the Archdemon of Pride sneered and maneuvered the lasers by twisting his body—breaking free from the lasers’ aim and making a quick run. With a smile, he spun his body and shot three steel-like fiery feathers.

Like a canon, the three feathers created a sonic boom and zoomed to their targets.

Crack!

Kaboom!!

Not even breaking a sweat, the Archdemon of Pride destroyed the lethal tanks easily.

He moved in a graceful manner, and his chin held high.

Moreover, the military personnel in formation behind the tanks couldn’t react quickly enough and got killed by the feathers that tore a massive hole in their chests. Its momentum didn’t waver and kept on going, killing dozens in the process.

Frustrated by the unexpected attack of the laser beams, Maltrox made a comeback, soaring himself skyward with a mighty leap. His red halo blazed intensely, channeling the energy—a higher version of energy contained within him.

In response, the air around him heated to a hellish temperature.

Just the potency of the Hell Void energy alone made the white sphere react toward him.

As he was launching the attack, his skin sizzled under the suppression.

But even then, Maltrox doesn’t seem to care as the mark of wrath that spread widely across his chest glowed, responding to the wrath from the humiliation he suffered. Roaring mightily, the corrupted mane of his started to flutter.

“Sin of Wrath Spell, Demon Quake!”

Crack!!

Kaboom!!

Slamming his entire body onto the earth, he created a straight fissure that moved forward.

Akin to a mole digging through the ground, a mound of earth could be seen traveling forth—the spell he cast went straight to the Human Army, and the sight of this made a sinister smile smeared across his face, “Now, explode, all of you shall burn beneath my rage…”

Grinning from ear to ear, Maltrox yearned to watch the Humans burn into smithereens.

However, when it was about to hit, a figure landed on it.

Kaboom!!!

A massive explosion was created as if Hell itself reached out its tendrils of evil to the world of the living. Even those who were close enough got their bodies scorched, and even their vehicles were melting visibly.

It was a cataclysmic attack, breaking into the eighth-rank realm power.

Considering the First Breath, that kind of attack shouldn’t be able to be unleashed right now.

Maltrox peers through the thick smoke and sees that there is a silhouette inside, one figure is able to tank the full might of his attack. Squinting his eyes, the figure came out, revealing his appearance to the Supernatural Army.

King John emerged, his body was scorched by Maltrox’s attack but he regenerated instantly.

A part of his body was blackened, corrupted, to say the least.

But the nine-headed crow tattoo on his shoulder made him easily recognized by anyone.

“It wouldn’t be fair if the strongest pieces of the opposing army fight the regular pieces of ours,” King John musted before his body slowly glowing golden, the might of his bloodline, the only one who inherits the Ancient Human bloodline. Swoosh!

Suddenly, his eyes began to glow vibrantly with the unnatural power of his bloodline.

One that gave him the nickname the Perfect Human.

In truth, his prowess was that of an Enchanter but for the Ancient Human side, a Magus, and his presence cause an immediate influence over the entire battlefield. Pulsing with his golden energy, the Humans within the radius of his augmentation sensed a profound transformation coursing through their beings.

Awakened could feel the amount of mana inside of them bolstered to a high degree.

The Black Hands sensed their abilities grow stronger.

However, the most shocking was the one caused by the regular military individuals who had their bodies emitting the same golden energy. All could feel their physique becoming visibly stronger beyond normal standards.

Just like becoming an Awakened, their bodies gained superhuman strength.

Smiling vibrantly, King John cracked his neck, preparing to face the incoming Supernaturals.

In a flash, two other figures landed right beside him.

Brigitta and the Witch of Chaos materialized beside him like a ghost, riling up their presence with anticipation for the upcoming fight. Prior to sending the Awakened and Black Hands to clash, the trio committed to prolonging the enemy’s advance, generating a buffer zone that could delay the enemy’s approach toward the main army.

It was their plan to maintain the advantage of long-range weaponry for as long as possible.

After all, keeping the enemy under their barrage would be beneficial for them.

Having only a small number advantage, it would be best to thin down the Supernaturals first.

Now, the powerhouse of the Human Army joined in.

Looking at this from the distance was Carmilla, barricaded with hundreds of Vampires from the ancient noble families. All of them had seventh to eighth-rank realm power, meticulously observing the surroundings for any potential threat.

Since the fight happened in a flat plain, they shouldn’t be a victim of a surprise attack.

But even then, it’s better to be safe than sorry.

Carmilla was the heart of the army and thus must be protected fully from the enemies.

‘The Royal Black Prince knew about the Magus’ existence, but he doesn’t seem to be aware that the Executor is an individual force, he couldn’t create a Field Spell or anything close to that to bolster his army, only the Magus can,’ She frowned deeply, trying to understand what Rex was thinking.

Her eyes were locked on King John who was now advancing forward fiercely.

‘Going for the Magus would be effective but… why did he tell us to ignore the Magus?’

Carmilla stopped and looked skyward at Rex who was charging his spell.

She looked at him analytically, remembering the previous briefing before this fight.

Additionally, Carmilla also knew of Rex’s reputation for being cunning and extremely cautious so he wouldn’t give out a command to them without any reason behind it that made him end up to that conclusion.

However, there was nothing she could do aside from trusting him.

‘Maltrox will have a hard time holding back to kill the Magus’ Carmilla shook her head.

Meanwhile, Rex was watching this from above with a troubled heart.

He was hesitating in launching his spells when he saw the palpable terror etched clearly on the Human Army’s faces, it made him rethink his actions. He understood these people very well, they were only following orders.

Some might side with the Executor, but what about those who don’t?

Clenching his jaw, Rex’s eyes turned bloodshot as he gazed at the Human Army sternly.

Even with the enhancement from King John, most of them wouldn’t survive this. No… I had to do this. A half-assed intention will not make me win this fight— I need to disorient them before devouring them. It’s going fine now, but when the Executor makes his move, we’ll be in a whole lot of trouble.

“I need to do this, everyone is counting on me fighting the Executor…” Rex mused inwardly.

Crack!!!

Hesitating no more, Rex split open the sky with lightning strikes.

Raising both of his hands skywards, he garners the abundant lightning mana onto his hands.

Black lightning crackles across his arms before he makes a swinging down motion with both hands, channeling the horrifying amount of mana and spirit that could be compared to ten or even more seventh-rank realm Awakened, and sent them straight to the Human army.

Pressured by the situation, Rex unleashes the Sky Rupture Assortment spell.

Under his authority, the sky split open, and the black dots he summoned earlier fired torrents of black lightning that cascaded down upon the army below. Thunder roared—drowning out the cries of gunfire from the Human Army as the relentless assault bore down upon them.

Each lighting strike came down with unerring precision.

In a swift motion, the Witch cast her gaze skyward, conjuring a barrier of cursed energy to shield the Human Army from the descending black lightning strikes. But even then, it wasn’t effective as the impact was horrendous.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The ground began to quake under the sundering barrage of black lightning strikes.

Rex’s mana pool could easily summon a thousand black lightning strikes if he really wants to.

A Werewolf commanding the power of lightning is a foreign sight, and the Supernatural army is stunned for a second as it’s really inconceivable. But their roars became louder seeing that some of the black lightning strikes managed to break through.

Even the bullets and spells relentlessly fired at them stopped momentarily.

Capitalizing on this visible opportunity, the Demons and Vampires alike sprinted even faster.

Only when the smoke receded, and the black lightning strikes stopped that the Human Army was able to regain their composure and recover their formation. Some of the stronger Black Hands and Awakened help protect the others from Rex’s spell, but it’s still disorienting them and scattered them everywhere.

It took time to recover their earlier formations.

Just then, a singular black lightning strike came crashing down from the sky.

Compared to the earlier ones, this one is way bigger.

Blitz!

Aside from aiming at the Human Army, this big lightning strike heads straight to the heart of the army, targeting the Executor. Inside this black lightning strike was Rex, casting his Ether Blink spell despite being affected by the suppression from the First Breath.

His eyes were wide and bloodshot, moving at a speed faster than the eyes could see.

“Executor!!!”

KABOOM!!