The Invincible Full-Moon System

King Saruth exposes a grin while still leaning his chin on his fist, sitting mightily on his throne without a hint of worry on his face despite the rampaging demonic energy coming out of Queen Catsha.

“Do you think you’re crossing the line too far?!”

Seeing Queen Catsha’s trembling body showing that she’s holding herself back from attacking King Saruth, Qinvia roared angrily showing signs of aggression brazenly at King Saruth. Her entire sclera turns black leaving her red pink glowing pupils.

Clenching her fists tightly, Qinvia also started to boil in anger as she gritted her teeth strongly.

“Hmmm…? I don’t recall both of you possessing this form, why are both of you getting worked up about it?”, King Saruth waves his hand nonchalantly, his relaxed expression showing that he doesn’t think he’s doing anything wrong.

But surely if he did nothing wrong then both Succubuses will not get this worked up.

“How dare you use the form of Queen Catsha’s husband that you killed! You out of all people are not fit to even say his name much less take his form, revert back right now or we’re not going to let this go!”, Qinvia steps forward spreading her wings to either side of the place.

King Saruth’s appearance right now is no way near as monstrous as his original form.

Not only does his form right now way smaller compared to his original, but it’s also more humanoid with purplish skin. His legs and tails are a shade of very dark blue with a devilishly handsome face that strikes charm into anyone’s heart.

It’s the form of Queen Catsha’s late husband, an Incubus whom King Saruth killed.

Despite her best trying to defend her queen, King Saruth can only chuckle as he slowly morphs back to his monstrous original form, “When a loyal dog becomes disobedient and keeps barking at its master, there are only a few reasonable actions to take care of it”

“Cut it loose or end its life, and since I’m kind I choose both. You should be thankful”, he added.

Although the condescending tone scarred both of their egos, they didn’t retort back as if they were hopeless in front of King Saruth. It’s like his presence alone makes them frozen in place like a dead fish.

But calming herself down, Queen Catsha lifted her gaze to look at King Saruth.

Unlike what she has expected, there’s no demonic energy involved in reverting back his appearance into his original form. It strikes a realization on Queen Catsha as her expression darkens, ‘No wonder he’s able to mimic my late husband’s form exactly, he shouldn’t be able to do that before’

Just a moment later, King Saruth finished reverting back to his original form.

Now the throne that is filled with a mountain of bones is sat perfectly by the actual Demon King, the form he took earlier is too small to sit on the massive throne that he’s sitting on all this while.

“How come they trust you first before the Power Union Agreement?”

“I contributed much to the Supernatural, so I am trustworthy. I will not misuse this power…”

After saying that King Saruth stands up from his throne, he takes out a scroll from the side of his throne before he faced Queen Catsha one more time and threw her the scroll, “The date has been set. In a way, I still feel like your King. I already asked them in advance for you to join us”

Upon reading the content of the scroll, Queen Catsha nodded her head in affirmation.

“I’m not naive enough to think that you’re actually doing this without wanting something back, just speak your request and I’ll repay this back to you”, she said squinting her eyes suspiciously.

King Saruth laughed slapping his hand on the throne’s handle.

“For once I truly did that without expecting anything in return, I just want us to band together and set aside our pride for the time being. Vampire Stronghold is no more, so the Demon Stronghold has to become the anchor. We don’t need internal conflict, and you becoming stronger is also beneficial for the Supernatural as a whole”

Even though it’s hard to believe that King Saruth did this for the bigger picture, Queen Catsha finds no malice underneath his action and demeanor showing that he’s serious about this.

With that, she nodded her head, “My race will do whatever it takes to win, you have my word”

“Great, then my race too will do whatever it takes to win…”

~

Meanwhile, Silverstar Family’s mansion.

After talking briefly with Evelyn regarding the matters of the Supernatural Radar, Rex went back to the back garden and headed to the small warehouse beside the house Ryze is in with hurried steps.

‘20% of my soul has been extracted, I need to move quickly’

In front of the small warehouse lies two Awakened guards.

Upon seeing Rex approaching them one of the Awakened guards opens the door of the small warehouse. Before he went inside, he stopped in front of the door and said, “Leave me alone, I’ll call both of you back after I’m finished”

With the newfound respect they had towards Rex, the Awakened guards nodded their heads.

It’s not that they won’t follow Rex’s order before but deep down they still feel not a part of the actual Silverstar Family, but now they gladly become the Awakened guards here with the feat that Rex has just recently done.

Although it’s not completely true, Rex did destroy the Vampire Stronghold.

Both of the Awakened guards left the small warehouse as they were ordered to before Rex turned his eyes to look at the inside of the small warehouse, Flunra is chained there for the last couple of days.

Only yesterday did he regain consciousness from being scarred by the Decimation Frevor skill.

Rex walks inside before he closes the door behind him, the chains that are wrapping on Flunra’s limbs are restraining chains he bought from the system. With the business run by the Platchi Family, the money he has kept rising steadily.

Destroying the Atkins Family has been a great help in a hefty supply of gold income.

Looking at Flunra that is still out of it from being his soul scarred, Rex can only sigh, “I know you have your dignity and wanted to maintain it as much as possible, but you’ve already lost. You’re under my rule now, tell me where can I find Ruston’s pack members and family”

Silence…

While still hanging his head low, Flunra didn’t reply at all.

Just like Seth that still refrains from giving him any information at all, Flunra did the same which makes Rex a bit frustrated with the situation. It’s going to be hard to find Ruston’s pack members and family, and time is not on his side.

But no matter how hard he tried, the hatred is embedded deep inside of him.

With the killer of his parents inside the palm of his hand, Rex wanted him to feel the helplessness of not being able to do anything and just watch everyone he cared about killed by Rex. No matter what Rex wouldn’t let Ruston die before experiencing that.

Even if he did experience that, Rex still feels that it’s not enough.

For more than a dozen of years has he suffered the trauma of his parents being butchered in front of him, the accumulated pain has created a nasty demon inside of him that won’t go away possibly for the rest of his life.

In the hope of appeasing this demon, Rex wanted to try and inflict the same pain on Ruston.

But in order to do that he needs to know the location of his pack members and family, searching blindly inside the Werewolf territory will just make him meet with King Baralt and his pack. Despite having ninth-rank power, Rex doesn’t want to get cocky.

Rex hasn’t even seen a ninth-rank Awakened fight with their all.

Many tricks and powers are still a mystery for him as he hasn’t experienced or seen them himself, and following that logic, King Baralt must have something up his sleeves too. After all, he possessed King Mark for a longer period of time.

Looking at the silent Flunra, something inside Rex’s head snapped.

Crack!

With nothing but a fraction of a second, Rex’s eyes glow purple as he strangled Flunra’s neck.

“TELL ME!!!”

Rex roared angrily as his King Mark slowly appeared on the forehead that supplies his entire being with energy, if not for the last strand of his sanity then he might just let his aura explode and destroy the entire mansion.

It’s the first time he has met such a strong-willed Supernatural, two of them at the same time.

Even with his Alpha aura that should be able to instill absolute loyalty to his pack members, Flunra didn’t budge at all as he kept his mouth closed. If Rex wanted to, he can make Flunra do stuff for him but to talk is a whole other matter.

Turning his hand into claws, Rex clenched Flunra’s neck strongly and even jabbed his claws inside.

Mounting anger coupled with sheer frustration makes Rex stab Flunra’s neck with his claws, he glared fiercely at Flunra’s blank eyes before he throws Flunra’s face away roughly finding no response.

Pacing inside the warehouse left and right, Rex thought of a solution quickly.

Signs of frustration can be seen clearly from the way Rex paces around the room and even occasionally messed up his hair for not finding a solution, the decreasing time pressures him greatly.

If he didn’t act fast then his chance of revenge will slip away, forever…

Even the thought sent him to madness, Rex can’t let that happen. It’ll destroy him if that happens.

But out of nowhere the door to the warehouse is opened, Rex looks at the opened door intending to scold anyone that dares to interrupt him but stopped when he saw Adhara standing in front of the door.

Adhara’s eyes widened seeing the state Rex was currently in.

Shriveled and messy hair, desperate looking face, and also the emerging King Mark on his forehead.

Upon seeing this, she can’t help but gasp in surprise.

Her surprise came from finding that it was the first time she has ever seen Rex in this kind of state, it was even worst than his state after his berserk and Rosie’s death, “Rex…”, soft mumbles escape her mouth.

A moment later,

Rex is sitting on the edge of the bed with Adhara closing the door of the bedroom softly.

With slow but steady steps Adhara approaches him before sitting beside him gently, she looks over to Rex who is looking to the floor with a heavy expression. Her worried gaze burns the side of his face.

‘It’s messing with me… the extracted soul is messing with my head’

Despite the pressuring situation that involves one of the major objectives in his life, he shouldn’t have acted like that as breaking in front of Flunra is a bad move that shows that Flunra is winning in terms of mentality.

Because of that, he might be motivated to keep his mouth shut just to make Rex frustrated.

Rex also almost lets loose from activating his King Mark because of the height of frustration that he’s feeling, if he exploded right there then there will be no excuse for him to not leave the human territory altogether.

From the expression he’s wearing alone, Adhara can see through what he’s feeling right now.

“I was about to ask, where is the Werewolf that killed your parents…?”

Exhaling a rough breath, Rex rubs his face before tilting his head a little to the side.

“Still alive”

“Why didn’t you just kill him?”

“I can’t, not until he experienced the same terror and helplessness I felt back then. Someone like him doesn’t deserve a swift death, it must be a long and painful one where he can repent for what he has done. I’m going to kill his family and his pack members right in front of his eyes…”

While saying this a spark of murderous intent flashes in Rex’s eyes.

Although it happened a long time ago the hatred inside of him is still clear, he can remember vividly the night as if it has just happened yesterday. The smell of blood, the fear crawling inside of him, and most importantly the helplessness.

It’s something that his mind can’t let go of, likely for the rest of his life.

“How are you going to do that?”

“I’ll get the information from Flunra, then I’ll hunt them down one by one”

“And then? What happens if one of them managed to escape?”

“I’ll find them too”

“What if it’s going to take you another dozen years to find the ones that escaped”

“Then I’ll gladly serve that dozen of years”

Upon hearing the quick answer that is filled with stubbornness coming from Rex’s mouth, Adhara squinted her eyes as she clearly knew that Rex is not in his right mind. It’s never going to end if he needs to search them one by one.

It’s heartbreaking to see that such a scar existed deep inside of him like this.

Adhara shed a tear while looking at the solemn expression Rex is wearing, she then opens her mouth and continued, “Do yourself a favor, Rex… kill that Werewolf and get this over with. I know it’s easy for me to say that, but at this point, you’re not torturing that Werewolf”

“Can’t you see it? By prolonging his death, you’re just torturing yourself…”

Covering her mouth, more tears started to fall down from her eyes that sparkles under the light.

Even though the circumstances are different, the way Rex acting right now makes her remember her father that still bore the same hatred for the Supernaturals. It pained her heart to see another one of her loved ones experiencing the same.

It’s just crushing to know that either her father or Rex choose the hard path.

With the clear and easy path right in front of them, they kept choosing the hard path instead of letting it go and moving on in life. Adhara sobbed lightly as she leans her head onto Rex’s shoulder.

Using her pleading tone, Adhara said whisperingly.

“Please, just end your nightmare and kill that Werewolf. Do it for the sake of your parents and yourself…”