The Invincible Full-Moon System

Chapter 1834: Indifferent

A werewolf’s scent is extremely sensitive or even outright supernatural.

One of the Shade Crawlers sniffed out an important figure while ransacking the Sky City that had Dorn’s scent and decided to report it to Varya. And from there, Linthia secured this figure, knowing full well that the night wouldn’t be the last night they were going to deal with the sky people.

Rex has no involvement in that ordeal.

And when he came to learn about it, he was rather pleased with her initiatives.

Now, he has guaranteed safety.

As for offending Dorn? He didn’t care.

Linthia wrapped her hand around the nephew’s neck from behind, ready to rip it apart.

“No, wait!” Dorn took a step forward, but immediately corrected his mistake. “Don’t kill him! I’ll take full responsibility fo this mistake another way. You will benefit more if you let him live instead of killing him.”

Despite what he said, Linthia pushed her fingers into the skin.

She has no intention of stopping.

But it was then that Rex held her arm, signaling for her to stop.

Linthia nodded at him—and then turned to face Dorn again, “This boy will be returned once you have completed your task perfectly. Anything less will be the death of him. Just remember, His Majesty is not going to accept anything other than perfection.”

“I will make sure it’s up to his stan—”

“After finishing your task, you will then handle the next item, for which you need to pay for your negligence.”

Her voice was overbearing and louder than normal.

She gave no chance for Dorn to even finish his sentence.

“You will gather the soul and body of one hundred million voidal pawns, a million voidal knights, one thousand voidal lords, and ten voidal princes,” Malvis was about to complain, but Linthia raised her hand, stopping him before he could even utter a word out of his mouth. “Don’t be mistaken, His Majesty is merciful enough to forgive your own arrogance for bringing an uninvited guest,”

There was a long pause after what she said.

And slowly, her expression shifted from neutral to a brutal one.

“But you did try to attack him with that extinction ray,” She added with clear hostility in her voice.

Dorn and Malvis, who were about to complain earlier, quickly abandoned their thoughts.

Even though it was the Gatekeeper of Light who authorized the Sky Judgment to strike Rex down from the Sky City, that doesn’t matter to Rex. From his point of view, the Gatekeepers or the sky people did it, and someone has to take accountability for that.

And since they were the ones who were on Rex’s side, then that burden lay on their shoulders.

“We’ll double the amount,” Dorn announced, which caught Linthia slightly off guard. “We’ll double that amount as long as your forces cease ransacking this realm, and instead point your fangs at the monsters roaming the Black Rift.”

Linthia turned to Rex for an answer.

She leaned down close enough for him to whisper, and then faced the Gatekeepers again.

“Insufficient.”

“Are you kidding me?” Malvis laughed in disbelief. “Voidal knights are easy. Voidal lords is still near easy. But voidal princes? Twenty of them? We’ll need to engage with several Voidal Monarchs across the entire world, and it’s insufficient?”

“Is the uninvited guest talking to me?” Linthia raised a brow.

“No,” Dorn gave a warning look—reminding him that this is a delicate process. He then faced Linthia again, thinking of more things he could offer. “I can also promise you that we’ll find Empress Morgana and deliver her to you for you to do as you wish.”

Once again, Linthia leaned towards Rex.

She shook her head again, “Insufficient.”

Dorn was taken aback.

All he was requesting was for Rex’s forces to cease all attacks on the established kingdoms and empires across the realm. Each one has their own role—assigned by the Sky People to suppress the Black Rift, and the monsters it coughed out.

Losing more of them would affect the entire realm’s longevity.

But for some reason, Rex was making it hard for them.

“I don’t understand,” Dorn spoke up, voicing his confusion and hesitation. “The empire that wronged you has been destroyed. If the nobles rise up again and form another empire, it would still be a different empire from the last. You can destroy them again if you want to, and we’ll not get involved. But what wrong did the other empires of this realm do for you to be this insistent?

“Is it because of the Sky Cities? I can promise you, we’ll handle it.” He added assuringly. “All I ask is for your forces not to aim at the essential part of this realm. Spirits. In case you did not know, the Mortal Realm and the Spirit Realm were once closer.”

“Are you sure?” Linthia sneered at what he said. “Are you sure that’s the only thing you’re asking from him?”

Malvis glanced at the side of Dorn’s face in surprise.

He couldn’t shake the suspicion that they had been compromised. Rex knew about their private talk, or at least the way Linthia talked hinted that he knew about their true purpose of making him a guardian of the Spirit Realm against Chaos.

Dorn also thought the same thing.

It was the only logical explanation as to why Rex is making it hard for them.

“Do not overthink it,” Linthia’s voice cut through their spiraling thoughts. “We didn’t infiltrate you. His Majesty simply knows. He can sniff out your greedy desires without a single word spoken. He doesn’t need you to tell him what you want since he already knows what you want.”

Of course, that’s not the case.

Rex learned from Princess Davina that Chaos was becoming more active.

And the fact that Dorn, one of the esteemed Gatekeepers, was incredibly docile even after Rex’s attack on the Sky City, which slaughtered millions of his people, made Rex guess that Dorn probably recognized his strength and talent.

Now, he wanted Rex’s power one way or another.

Even if it meant compromising.

Chaos ransacked the Spirit Realm through the Black Rift, so he won’t waste a talented person.

Rex’s suspicion was confirmed when Dorn asked him to point his claws towards the voidal monsters.

“If you want His Majesty to take this… deal, you would need to add creating a one-way portal towards the Mortal Realm,” Linthia raised a finger, and then raised another. “And then hand over the soul of a Supreme Elder.”

“Blasphemy!” Malvis roared in complete and utter anger.

He was slightly annoyed by the earlier offer, but this was crossing the line.

“Do you think you can simply demand these things? You’re looking down on us too much!”

“Malvis!”

“No, I won’t stand here and watch our dignity be trampled on. Let’s go. We’re leave—”

Before he could finish his sentence, Rex’s baritone voice finally echoed for the first time.

His voice trembled the heart. Low. A growl. Astral. One that would silence anyone near him.

“Dorn,” He muttered, and then his ruby eyes shifted to the other Gatekeeper. “Malvis. As high as you think you are, think again about what you say to me. Say one more wrong thing—and this entire realm will crumble.”

A deafening silence seized the entire moment.

Dorn and Malvis thought that Rex was talking big, but they could feel that he was being serious.

No lie behind his words. And behind his eyes—there was a spirit of bloodlust that yearned for them to make the wrong move, so that he had a reason to summon another rain of blood. It reminded Dorn and Malvis about what happened that night.

How Rex easily infiltrated their Sky City. That night, all of them also thought it impossible.

But the slaughter happened anyway.

Rex lifts his rigid, heavy claws up in the air.

He kept it raised, and the entire world seemed to hold its breath at his command.

Then, his fingers twitched, and the void above it began to distort with a shining bright light.

Before Dorn and Malvis could understand what was happening, a figure emerged from the light, taking shape as a priestess. She is regal, sacred, and blinding. Pristine veils trailed like morning mist, and ray-gold accents adorned her form beautifully.

She hovered in the air as her form solidified, then calmly combed her silk-long hair back.

Even the Gatekeepers recognized who she was.

High Priestess Alana.

It was rare for them to even meet her as she was practically one of the spokespersons of Kei Xun.

But she appeared with only a hand signal from Rex.

“Alana,” Rex called out her name without looking or even make use of proper her honorifics. A death sentence for anyone, but Alana doesn’t seem to be troubled by his call. “If I ask Kei Xun to explode this side of the world, will she do it?”

Dorn and Malvis’s jaws were practically on the floor.

Calling Alana by name is already bad enough, but the Divine Saintess? That’s suicidal.

Not to mention—only a few people actually knew her name. Most are the Gatekeepers and the Elders, yet Rex somehow also knew her name. Both expected Rex to be obliterated and killed in an instant by a ray from the sun, but nothing happened.

Instead, Alana nodded in response, “She will do it if you will it.”

Both Gatekeepers were forced to do a harsh gulp.

Destroying this side of the world would mean a quarter of the world’s voidal monsters would be going to the other side. Even now, Spirits are already having a hard time. If that happened, then everything would undoubtedly crumble.

No need to wipe the entire world.

Just a big portion, and the rest would follow.

Like he was only making a point, Rex waved his hand again, and Alana retreated back to wherever she came from. A being of divine power. Someone, who is practically the extension of a deity, was called to answer only one question, and then shooed away.

It was unbelievable.

Despite their strength, Rex has a far stronger connection.

Other than Kei Xun, there was also another being who helped him attack the Sky City.

And that is unfathomable even in their years of living.

“Excuse Malvis—and his outburst. His old bones are making him grumpy,” Dorn snapped out of his trance and quickly took control over the situation again. “The one-way portal is plausible, but the soul will take some time.”

Dorn paused for a good moment.

Even though he knew the responsibility was on his shoulders, this was a hard swallow.

“Can you reconsider this?” He asked with a clear voice. There was reluctance and sadness behind his lava eyes. “Chaos is everyone’s enemy. It will be better if both of our realms work together to battle Chaos. Besides, this realm has billions of lives. People with family, friends, ties. Does their death mean nothing to you? A fellow living being.

“At least compromise on the Supreme Elder soul,” He clenched his fists hard. “That’s really hard.”

For a second, Dorn stared at Rex’s eyes.

He was searching for any kind of warmth or pity that might help out in this situation.

But he couldn’t find any.

Such a thing doesn’t exist behind the glowing crimson eyes that could only contain anger and the feral instinct for blood. No shred of mercy appeared. Rex stared at Dorn with his half-lidded eyes, almost like he felt bored.

And then, he finally parted his lips to answer.

“Those are your people. Your responsibility. Not mine.”

Rex tilted his head a little as he stared. Crimson moonlight bled across his features.

It left his face half illuminated and half consumed by shadow.

“Anything that doesn’t belong to me… isn’t worth my protection or mercy. I owe nothing to strangers,” The words fell like stone into still water. The ripples created made it absolutely clear where Rex stands in Dorn’s eyes. “One. A thousand. A million. A billion. It doesn’t matter how many died. Their survival is not my responsibility. Their deaths are not my guilt.

“I carry only what belongs to me,” Rex gestured to the whole realm with his hand. “This realm… is yours.”