The Invincible Full-Moon System - Chapter 1079: I Am A Werewolf

Moments earlier, Kyran was still fixated on taking hostage the others inside the castle.

It was what Rex wanted, and that is what he was going to do.

Angered by Kyran’s strong conviction to follow Rex’s command to the core, despite his inner doubts about Rex’s safety, the others made an all-out confrontation. All took the matters of Kyran’s conviction into their own hands and decided to knock some sense into him.

Despite knowing how Kyran must’ve felt, this time is really different.

Rex’s command needed to be broken, the pack must fight and even die together as one.

But the others failed to defeat Kyran even with their combined might.

Adhara and Flunra were greatly weakened from the injuries they suffered at the ice and snow temple, while Evelyn was the only one who was still at full strength. Due to that, retaliating to defeat Kyran was very difficult if not close to impossible.

None of them was a match to him who had already recovered from his injuries fully.

Forced into slumber seemed to be an opportunity for him as he got way stronger now.

Only through reason that they manage to sway Kyran’s conviction.

Given Rex’s command to keep the others inside the castle until the battle is over, he couldn’t fulfill that command as Ryze was absent—he was nowhere to be seen. Even if Kyran expertly kept the others within the castle walls, he would still fall short of fulfilling Rex’s directive.

In the end, he would ultimately fail.

Evelyn was the one who came up with that, and under her sway, Kyran eventually yielded.

Because of that, Kyran was fuming in anger right now.

Despite ample time for introspection within the Ice and Snow realm, he found himself making the wrong decisions once again which resulted in Rex being in this state. He was frustrated, he was frustrated at himself.

Like a chain reaction, this frustration bred anger that he had never felt before.

Even with the absence of a Herald Mark, Kyran’s aura started climbing to a terrifying degree.

Under the onlookers’ eyes, deep blue frost could be seen sprouting across his form.

Stimulated by the anger boiling inside—his bloodline began to morph his entire body into an icy manifestation, crafting an impenetrable armor that shielded his vital organs. A battle form born of wrath, exclusive to his unique bloodline.

It wasn’t long before the white sphere was reacting towards him.

On the side, Flunra knew exactly what Kyran was feeling, and what made him transform.

But he didn’t try to console Kyran with wise words.

Instead, Flunra told Kyran to let the anger bubble this one time as he too would do the same.

From the book Rex bestowed to him about ancient runes, there were pages filled with runes that divulged their secrets. Among them, one rune stood unparalleled in potency—a rune so formidable that he hesitated to invoke its power, knowing the grave toll it exacted upon any usage.

The Rune of Divination—that is what the rune is called.

However, Flunra didn’t hesitate it to use it right now, engraving the rune on his skin.

Almost instantly, his body was infiltrated with foreign energy.

Under the influence of this energy, his body swelled, intricate glyphs materializing across his skin in a luminous blue sheen. Flunra’s aura intensified, and as if that was not nearly enough, he unleashed the power of his Banished Dark Moon Herald Mark—melding the azure glow of the Rune of Divination with the darkness of his moonlight energy.

Similarly, the white sphere reacted fiercely toward him as it did to Kyran.

Both were being suppressed heavily by the white sphere, but that didn’t diminish their wills.

Coupled with the Hunter Pack skill that was always active when the pack was together, the two incarnations of anger felt their bodies steaming to a terrifying degree. Both fixated their minds on a single goal as a red hue cascaded down their vision.

Snarling, Kyran, and Flunra bared their fangs at the Executor with primal aggression.

Even though their skins were being scorched by the white sphere—their regenerative ability was overpowering the suppression. It was an impressive feat. Both could surpass the limits of the world and endure the backlash.

On the other hand, the Executor sneered in contempt.

Pompous in arrogance as he defeated Rex already, he saw Kyran and Flunra as nothing.

Making a horizontal motion with his hand, he chanted another chaos spell.

“Pneuma Spell, Four Horsemen of Chaos…”

Swish!

Four portals of chaos slowly materialize above him and expand with each passing second.

Crawling out of these portals to the very heart of the Abyss were four grotesque creatures—born of the deepest chaos. All of them landed behind the Executor, oozing with a formidable aura, rivaling Brigitta’s power.

Similar to the Executor, these creatures were also immune to the effects of the white sphere.

It puts them easily at the peak of the ninth-rank realm.

“Go and destroy them,” the Executor mused, pointing at the approaching reinforcement army.

Graah!

Cackle!

Exuding palpable excitement, the four creatures darted to intercept the reinforcement army.

Just like what the Executor needed, the Human Army must be protected.

However, the Executor raised an eyebrow when he sensed Kyran made a move.

Exploding with ferocity, Kyran dashed straight at one of the Four Horsemen of Chaos at the very back—a paladin with burning chaos flames. Giving no time for the paladin to react, he grabbed the paladin’s helmet with his claws and gripped it tightly.

Kyran’s sheer strength was able to dent the helmet before he slammed the paladin down.

Crash!

Seeing that its master was slammed into the ground powerfully, the chaos horse neighed in anger and charged at Kyran with extreme speed—leaving behind trails of corruption. But it was then that Kyran pointed his hand towards it with a chilling motion.

Out of nowhere, an ice spike as thick as the horse itself jutted out from the ground.

It impaled the horse brutally, killing the horse on the spot.

Not stopping at that, Kyran leaped skywards with the paladin still struggling in his grip.

Looking at the tip of the ice spike, he thrust the paladin’s body onto it with ferocious force, impaling the paladin on the stomach—all the way down halfway through the ice spike. Not even the paladin could survive such a grim display of brutality.

Kyran then traced his eyes to the other Horsemen of Chaos, fully intent on killing them.

Swiping his claws, he sent small fragments of ice shards towards them.

Each one of the remaining Horsemen of Chaos was scratched, and in that instant, the dark elements dulled their senses. However, fueled by the chaos energy inside their bodies, the dark elements proved futile against them.

But even then, that momentary pause is enough for Kyran to make his next move.

Garnering his moonlight energy to the peak, he summoned an azure glacier that intercepted the remaining Horsemen of Chaos in their tracks. None of them could advance—and instead of Kyran, it was Flunra’s turn.

Shing!!

In an instant, countless runes coalesce in the space in front of Flunra and form a formation.

Piercing his claws into the formation, his body suddenly gets sucked inside.

Out of nowhere, the same exact formation that Flunra got sucked into earlier appeared near the remaining Four Horsemen of Chaos, and from its midst emerged Flunra, radiating intense killing intent.

Empowered by the Rune of Divination, he gained a unique constitution.

Flunra could create any rune or formation instantaneously and also remove any requirements to activate them. It was a unique ability that fit him perfectly—helping him utilize his wisdom over runes and formations to the fullest.

However, at this particular moment, he created a teleportation formation in an instant.

Preparing his claws, he prepared himself to make a powerful slash.

Just before his attack landed, the glyphs across his form ignited as Flunra activated another rune. A rune that increased his strength greatly, and with a ferocious howl that accompanied his sweeping claws, he attacked the three remaining Horsemen of Chaos.

Slash!!

Even though he felt that his swipe connected, a frown appeared on his face.

“Did you forget that I’m here…?” Crash!

Summoning a protective shield of chaos, the Executor protected the Horsemen of Chaos and shattered the massive body of ice that Kyran summoned. Landing before them, he stood the arrogant stand with his arms crossed.

Under no circumstances he is going to let the two kill all of the Horsemen of Chaos.

Flunra rose and pivoted towards the Executor.

“No, we didn’t forget about you,” He said lightly, seemingly nonchalant at his failed attack.

Kyran moved and landed beside him before he continued, “We’re only putting you in a spot where you have to make a choice,” Flunra smirked mockingly. “Either you go ahead and kill the Alpha before he can recover, or will you save your army for whatever reason you have”

Listening to this, the Executor was stunned in shock.

His eyes then darted to behind Kyran and Flunra where Rex was being treated.

Evelyn and Calidora could be seen pooling their Luna energy to aid Rex’s recovery, while on the side, Adhara stood on guard to protect them from any threat that may appear, her Blood Moon Herald Mark ablaze brightly, ready for any form of attack.

“I can see your concern, Executor,” Flunra added. “Don’t make it too obvious, now…”

Despite not knowing the reason, Flunra could see right through the Executor.

Killing Rex was definitely somewhere at the top of the list for him—but saving his forces is also up there which was surprising—a complete departure from the Executor’s usual self-centered demeanor. But upon reflection, the answer became clear.

Since the Executor wants to protect his forces—that means he needs them for something.

It was easy to tell, the Executor’s face was like an open book.

Upon hearing Flunra’s answer—the Executor felt a chilling anger climbing to his throat as he glared at the two Werewolves in front of him with murderous intent. He could clearly tell that the two were underestimating him right now.

“Nothing can bind me—the strongest. I’ll shatter it all!” the Executor roared thunderously.

Enraged, he charged directly at Flunra and Kyran, aiming for the kill.

Meanwhile, Calidora and Evelyn were still infusing their Luna energy into Rex’s body.

However, both of them were frowning deeply.

“Do you feel it too, Calidora…?” Evelyn asked whisperingly, confusion in her tone.

“Yes,” Calidora nodded. “His wounds were already on the mend before our intervention. He is severely injured, that’s for sure, but he should manage to remain conscious. I don’t think Rex lost consciousness, he has been awake all along”

“Then why is he not opening his eyes…?” Evelyn rebutted, looking at Rex in concern.

Unknown to them, Rex was reeling in memories.

It was not the memories of his past that flashed in his mind, but rather, a new recollection he had never seen before surfaced—one unfamiliar yet vivid. Soon, he realized it was a memory from his Lunar clone, a revelation that dawned upon him.

Rex saw Nadia’s bright face, her innocence was shining through the darkness around him.

Alongside her were the bustling people inside Dargena City.

Despite the people hadn’t expressed it to him, the fact that they chose to live in the city was enough to tell that they were also grateful to him. Even though sometimes, it was too hard to continue, the payout was worth it.

“Even though I heard the rumors that you are a Supernatural, a Werewolf…”

“I never once think of you differently,”

“For me, Mister… you will always be my superhero!”

Her sweet little voice echoed inside his mind, filling the empty willpower he had to the brim.

At that moment, he also imagined the others were also there.

Evelyn, Adhara, Flunra, Kyran, Ryze, Gistella, and other people that he knew were there.

Such a sight seen only in dreams, he managed to take the first step to make it a reality.

Only then that Rex’s mind snap back to reality, the realization hitting him like a lightning bolt.

He couldn’t believe that he was going to allow the Executor to destroy all of that—everything he fought for. Lost in thoughts—he had been thinking so much that he strayed from his true nature, but now, clarity surged within him once more.

I had forgotten who I was… I had forgotten the singular source of my power.

I am a Werewolf.

Instead of caution guiding me, RAGE should be the one guiding me.