The Invincible Full-Moon System

Chapter 1089  Worthy of Respect

A moment earlier.

Just when Rex was about to help the others, his eyes widened as a voice entered his ears.

There was no mistaking the voice—it was Evelyn's, and Rex knew it instantly.

Gazing downward, he could see a string of Luna energy attaching to his chest.

It was the string that allowed her to communicate through the madness of the battlefield.

"Leave us," the voice rang inside his head, surprising him completely. "Focus on the Executor, focus on your fight with him. Make sure that you'll win. Leave us—we can handle this spell by ourselves!"

Naturally, Rex wasn't going to listen to Evelyn.

Compared to the risk of them being wiped out, there's no way that Rex would leave them.

He had resolved to confront the Executor alone so that the others would be safe, so the idea of leaving them to face an attack powerful enough to nearly vanquish him was unacceptable, Rex was not going to let that happen.

Out of everything, he couldn't lose them too.

Even though he fancied himself to have a strong will, he didn't know if he could take that.

Never, I will not let all of you take the risk against the Executor's arcane spell!

"I don't need your help-! We... don't need your help!"

Rex's emotions churned within him as he sprinted toward the clash, but amidst the chaos, his gaze locked with Evelyn's eyes, which bore into him sternly. There was no comfort within her eyes, only determination, and stubbornness.

Looking at this, Rex clenched his jaw and kept going.

But her voice rang inside his head once again, "You planned on not involving us in this fight,"

"No matter how worried you are—you made it clear with this that you still don't trust us. For me, and the others, please Rex... Give us the chance to prove to you that we are capable of protecting our own and worthy enough to be a part of your pack" She added softly.

Upon hearing this, Rex gritted his teeth as his eyes turned bloodshot.

Even then, he was not stopping.

Despite understanding where this was coming from, he was still reluctant to take the risk.

He was still weighed down by the possibility of them failing.

I need to be selfish, yes, this is really the time for me to be selfish and refuse her request!

But if I do that... wouldn't it make me agree with the Executor?

A conflict raged in his mind as he grappled to come to a decision, but under the constant and persistent plea for trust from Evelyn—his legs made a stop on their own. Rex was undecided, yet his body seemed to already know the answer.

Seeing that he stopped with a bitter look, Evelyn smiled inwardly, "Thank you..."

Meanwhile, back into the future.

Spreading his arms to the side—standing firm against the relentless surge of energy pressing against his back, Rex decided that he would put his trust in the others this time. It would be a blatant lie if he said that he wasn't nervous right now.

But he needs to give the others his trust.

Evelyn made him realize that he had been approaching the situation hypocritically.

His bravado of championing the concept of earned strength has been the complete opposite of how he was acting as it turns out—his action was agreeing with the Executor's view of the weaknesses his concept would bring.

Not believing them is the same as admitting what the Executor said is true.

If he really believes that earned strength gives no weaknesses, then Rex must show that.

Rex must believe that the others could handle this themselves.

He needs to reflect on what he believes in.

Upon hearing this, the Executor paused for a second before he burst into maniacal laughter.

He didn't put what Rex said as anything other than delusion as the Chaos Nova arcane spell, without the First Breath's suppression, was able to reach as high as the upper tenth rank—it was a powerful spell that he used daily in ancient times.

A lot of entities in the past, stronger than the Silverstar Pack couldn't endure this spell.

So the Executor didn't take Rex's statement seriously.

For Rex to think that his pack could endure that attack is a fantasy of the highest degree.

"Your pathetic view would be the cause of your downfall—Royal Black Prince," the Executor smiled a mocking smile, pity in his two eyes. "You will regret this moment forever, adding to your piling weaknesses in your mind. It was your decision that will cause them all to die..."

Kaboom!

Just as the Executor said that—a powerful explosion resounded throughout the battlefield.

It ripped through the desolate plain like a wrathful deity unleashed—its sheer force tearing through the very fabric of reality. Everything in the surrounding miles was engulfed by the shockwave and the cloud of smoke that splashed like a thunderstorm.

Even the sound of the fight on the other side of the battlefield was drowned.

Anyone in a twenty-mile radius would see this bright, roaring explosion in the dark sky.

Not only that but even Rex's domain trembled because of the powerful impact.

Rex's muscles strained—not because of the pressure, but because of the nervousness in his heart. In that moment of chaos and upheaval, he clung to his trust and kept eye contact with the Executor, standing with the same smile on his lips.

Other than the two of them, Human or Supernatural Army, all of them got hurtled away.

Some even died or had their bones broken from the shockwave.

"Are you prepared for the resolution?" the Executor asked, taunting Rex's shaky emotions.

But even then, Rex scoffed in response, "Are you...?"

It took a moment before the smoke cleared and the dust settled.

Eventually, their eye contact breaks as the Executor glances past Rex—anticipating the sight of the others and the reinforcement army completely annihilated—a breakthrough to end this vexing war once and for all.

'If only he didn't have this much influence, then my army would be inside the creek already'

Viewing through the aftermath, the Executor clicked his tongue.

Had it not for Rex bringing a lot of people with him to block the path toward the Dead Man's Creek, then the Executor would be focusing on pushing the army forward. But now that Rex and his army were on the way, he couldn't do that.

An effective way he opted for is to kill Rex as that would scatter his army instantly.

'He's acting tough—but once he sees his pack members dead, then it will be all over' At the prospect of seeing Rex breaking down, the Executor's smile spreads even wider. He looked through the aftermath, trying to confirm the good news.

But it was only then that his expression tightened, and his pupils dilated in surprise.

Upon seeing the change in expression, Rex glanced over his shoulders.

Peering through the aftermath of the clash he could see a flickering beacon at the center.

A beacon of silvery light, fluttering against the wind.

"You-" Rex stuttered, his eyes widened in sheer disbelief. He gazed at the beacon with a mix of astonishment, relief, and elation. A smile spread across his face—betraying his incredulity, one that expressed a thousand emotions.

"You... You really did it," he whispered, his voice tinged with awe. "All of you really did it..."

Rex was looking at the heart of the explosion from earlier.

Everything became clear in a second, exposing Evelyn as the source of the silvery beacon as she held the flag of Dargena CIty with an upright back. Her face was facing down, her breath was weak, and her body was completely cascaded with her own blood.

But even then, she stood her ground.

Against such a formidable attack, she prevailed and stood tall.

Not only those who were outside of the barrier but even those inside were surprised.

It was true that the barrier was not made only by Evelyn's power—but a blend of power from entities they revered—but it was Evelyn alone, who forged the impenetrable barrier that was able to protect the entire reinforcement army from the chaos energy seeping within.

Due to that, not even one Supernatural died from that attack.

A clean sheet with no casualties.

Just then, Adhara who was also battered and bloodied came and stood right beside Evelyn.

"Leave the rest to me, Evelyn..." She whispered—grabbing ahold of the flag. "You already did everything—without your help, all of us are not going to make it so rest for now and allow me to handle the aftermath"

Had it not for Evelyn—giving path to Kyran to help them, it would've been all over.

Adhara could tell that they were not going to make it without the help of Kyran.

Opening the barrier for Kyran was also impossible.

For this particular moment, it couldn't be denied that all of them were saved by Evelyn.

Amidst the eerie hush of the battlefield—Adhara's eyes swept across the scene before she seized the flag from Evelyn's grasp. In the profound stillness of the moment—the flutters of the flag were loud, echoing through the silent tension as Adhara raised it high—pouring her last vestiges of energy into its fabric.

Small embers fluctuated across the flag as Adhara struggled to burn the entire flag.

But she got help from Flamy, helping her burn the entire flag.

Swoosh!

Gasping for breaths as she became the center of attention, Adhara looked at the flag with a weak smile before she gripped the handle strong. Letting out a fierce cry, a mighty roar that echoed throughout the battlefield, she drove the glad into the ground with force.

Clang!

Swoosh!

Its entire fabric burned with silvery-violet flames as soon as she stabbed it into the earth.

A slight tremble of the earth happened due to the impact.

Under the sway of the fire, the flag fluttered fiercely on her side—the silver star mark on the wolf's head symbol glowed brightly, showcasing the defiant nature of the Silverstar Pack. In addition, her move was also a clear message to the Executor and Rex.

The Silverstar Pack and the army are strong and worthy to be viewed with more respect. n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Roar!!

Rumble!!

Responding to Adhara's declaration, the entire reinforcement army exploded with vigor.

In the wake of the powerful declaration, a palpable shift swept through the ranks of the army around Adhara—and also the Supernatural Army on the other side. Like a dormant fire being splashed by fuel, their spirits ablaze with renewed determination.

All of them roared mockingly at the Human Army, celebrating their survival.

Surviving the Executor's arcane spell made them feel invincible, ready to resume the battle.

Each one of them charged forward with hearts beating in unison with the drumming rhythm of war. All of their rulers were wounded beyond measure, but yet they prevailed against the Executor's attack.

Just when the feeling of helplessness was profound, their leaders flickered their hope.

If their rulers sacrificed themselves to protect them, then they are going to return the favor.

One that was impacted the most was Dargena City's forces themselves.

Upon witnessing the sweat and blood—shed by the Silverstar Pack to fight for the future, as even sacrificing themselves as a shield, there was an unquenchable fire within them, fueling their bloodstream with adrenaline and loath for themselves.

It was supposed to be the other way around.

The vassals under the ruler should be the ones to sacrifice themselves for the ruler.

But the opposite happened in this battle.

Feeling the loath and anger the most were Gelmar and Dindora who were grinding their teeth in frustration. Tears welled in their eyes as their bodies trembled with suppressed rage—their internal energies erupting like a volcano until eventually,

Kaboom!!

Meanwhile, Adhara who was supporting Evelyn turned into Rex's direction.

Both of them made eye contact from afar.

Seeing the inexplicable shock that could be seen directly across Rex's face, Adhara blooms a weak smile, and lifts her hand—two fingers extended in a familiar gesture—a peace sign that rose gracefully into the air.

Despite the pain and exhaustion, she still showed Rex that they were fine.

"We did it!" She cheered weakly.