The Invincible Full-Moon System

Like a theatrical performance as a conductor, guiding the flow of the orchestra on a fabulous stage, Rex revels and spreads his arms to the side in triumph. A declaration of his complete victory over the notorious Rastrikan Demons.

Breaking through the vigor, the power of his command pierced through.

Demon Lord Mazel, a Demon Lord who stubbornly lasted despite already being stripped from his own race, the one that the Rastrikan Demons legion put all their hopes on to keep their reputations and dignities was finally broken.

It was a sight that instantly stopped the Rastrikan Demon legion’s struggle.

When Demon Lord Mazel’s knees made contact with the ground, the Rastrikan Demon legion ceased attempting to break into the black lightning barrier, done instinctively, almost like their bodies recognized that they were already lost.

A haunting picture that bore permanently into their souls.

Even the very essence of death and fear they previously had was replaced by Rex’s being.

All of the Dwarves that were witnessing this sucked in a cold breath when the other Rastrikan Demons started to fall to their knees one by one, they then looked at Rex as if he was the first ever person to create fire.

Not even the most fearsome entities in the past were able to do this.

Despite the rumors circulating about the person called Rex Silverstar, the leader of the Silverstar Pack and the world’s third emerging power, his ruthlessness had reached an entirely different realm.

It was almost as if there was no limit to his ruthlessness.

However, none of them were aware that it was simply a glimpse of what he could do.

For the first time in his life, Rex had completely no restraints in dealing with the damned Rastrikan Demons. Their barbarism and outlandish actions left him devoid of even the slightest trace of sympathy or empathy towards them.

Due to that, he sets no limit for his own barbarity.

“H- He did it… He actually did it…” Huvuki gasped. His expression was pale and ghastly.

Upon hearing his whispering voice, the corner of Adhara’s lips curled.

Now that Rex has achieved his ruthless plan against the Rastrikan Demons, Huvuki finally comes to a realization that he has been in the wrong. In contrast, Adhara never harbored a shred of doubt, always believing that Rex would be able to execute his plan flawlessly.

All normality doesn’t work on Rex, he is the embodiment of abnormality.

Like a domino effect, the Demon Lords leave no other choice for the legion but to kneel.

But it was then that something weird happened.

<Notice!>

<Minor Oustification has been triggered!>

<Calculating details…>

<Target of Minor Oustification: Rastrikan Demons>

<Quintessence of the Minor Oustification: Fear and Death>𝓞𝐕𝓁xt.𝑐𝓞𝗆

What’s this…? Minor Oustification? I’ve never heard of that term before. 

Rex reads the notifications from the System and couldn’t help but frown, this was an entirely new concept for him. Darting his eyes around him, he saw a subtle wind started to blow in the opposite direction.

Following that, a vortex of darkened clouds descends from the sky like a thin snake.

System, should I be worried?

<No, the user will not be harmed by this phenomenon>

Deciding to go with the progression flow of the situation, he welcomed the dark vortex.

But when the dark vortex of clouds approached, Rex sensed a presence leaving his body in a breeze. Looking up, he realized that it was the Countess of the Dark Lunirich, who appeared to be confronting the looming darkness, the Minor Oustification heading towards them.

Surprisingly, an unfamiliar sight catches Rex’s attention.

It was the smile on the Countess’ face that seemed to be foreign as she hardly ever smiled.

Even though I don’t know what this is, it should be a good thing.

Swoosh!

Rex witnessed the dark vortex of clouds approaching the Countess before it got sucked into her chest, almost as if she was absorbing or devouring this unknown darkness called the Minor Oustification.

Many of the onlookers also witnessed this scene with their naked eyes.

After the astonishing event where Rex had forced the two Demon Lords to kneel before him, another unexpected twist occurred in the battle, leaving their jaws dropping in sheer disbelief as the weird incidents never stopped.

In their perspectives, the universe seems to favor Rex.

No phenomenon of this magnitude ever happened to them, but it was constant for Rex.

From the Countess, a sense of bottomless pit strikes their very cores.

On the other hand, the Minor Oustification leave them with a chilling feeling of utter dread.

Upon devouring the dark vortex of clouds, the Countess processed it within her body, remaining motionless for a few moments. In the next second, Rex’s entire body also started to levitate towards her, like a steel attracted to a magnet.

Rex didn’t struggle and let it all happen.

Soon, the Countess’ body becomes astral as he entered her, and sublimed by her core.

Swoosh!

A surging wave of dark energy then burst forth from them, radiating outward.

Like a tidal wave of ultimate ascension, the dark energy engulfed everything in its path.

It was not destructive but smooth instead, like a ripple on a clear pond.

Nothing happened to the others but the Rastrikan Demons, caught in its burst found their bodies enveloped by it. But none of them reacted strongly, instead, it was almost as if they were serene as this happened.

The energy penetrated their skin and jutted into their very soul.

<Soul Gaze skill has been temporarily bestowed on the user by the Countess>

Hmmm…? Rex was surprised at the notification, and out of curiosity, he cast the Soul Gaze skill that blackened the area around his eyes for a moment. Through his new vision, there are not many changes aside from the fact that he could now see the others’ souls.

Like a smokey ghost, the souls of others are now visible to him through the Soul Gaze skill.

Observing the Rastrikan Demons, his eyes were entranced by something.

Rex squinted his eyes to see the soul of Demon Lord Aructh that was right below him, and on its chest area, he saw a crack that was caused by a black circle-shaped mark that wasn’t present in the souls of the others aside from the Rastrikan Demons.

It was like a dark patch that covered a good portion of their souls’ chest.

Just what is happening…? System, explanations here?

However, before the System could answer, the Countess started laughing out loud.

It drew Rex’s attention back to her and found that she was excitedly looking at her hands which summoned her godly energy. Seems like she noticed some changes, but it seemed it was only obvious to her.

“What’s happening? Care to share your excitement, Countess?” Rex decided to ask.

Upon hearing this, the Countess glanced at him, still with a smile.

Without needing another moment, the Countess nodded with excitement, “Gladly. Royal Black Prince, you’ve triggered a Minor Oustification. It was an occurrence beyond my wisdom, I can’t believe it. You truly are the chosen one, and you now solidified your presence as unreplaceable”

Rex clicked his tongue as he still didn’t have the answer.

But then, the Countess pointed to the dark patch on Demon Lord Aructh’s soul and continued her explanation. “It’s the law of the universe, the Minor Oustification. Essentially, one can replace the very essence of other beings, granted by their Gods, to their liking if they can break a person, an entire race, or others to an otherworldly degree until it can even interject divine energy”

“In this case, you’ve broken the Rastrikan Demons so badly that the essence of Fear and Death they recognized has been changed through the Minor Oustification. Simply put, the name and presence of Rex Silverstar are now synonymous with the Grim Reaper for them”

At the end of her explanation, Rex sucked in a cold breath.

Despite hearing this for the first time, he could already tell the weight of his brutal actions.

If I understand this properly, doesn’t that mean their entire culture will change? So basically, I become the Grim Reaper to them? If they think of the God of Death, instead of the Grim Reaper, they would think of me?

Such a big-scale phenomenon has never entered Rex’s mind.

Just before this happened, doing something like this had never crossed his mind.

But wait a minute, she said that the essence of other beings was granted by Gods. If that’s the case, then doesn’t that mean I basically overwrite the Demon God’s creation with my own narrative?

Fear and Death have been manipulated through Minor Oustification.

Due to that, it was logical to think that he had overwritten the Demon God’s creation, tampering it with his essence. This also definitely means he offended the Demon God in some ways, and that is not something that he wanted to do right now.

Considering that the Demon God should be stronger than the Lunirich Gods, it’s really bad.

Rex frowned for a second before he turned to look at the Countess.

Hmm… If that’s the case, the cause of her excitement must be because she’s influenced too.

Upon realizing the fact that the Countess also gained power from this Minor Oustification, a devilish smile played on his lips at a revelation of one important detail that he gained from this sudden incident.

I now know one way to make even God stronger… 

<Minor Oustification has now been established!>

<All of the Rastrikan Demons would now consider the user as a God, the user’s presence would freeze them and make them shudder in crippling fear. Thought processes of the Rastrikan Demons also have an influence over the user, able to strengthen the user greatly>

<The user can view the established Minor Oustification in the stats tab>

~

Meanwhile, in the snowy borders of the Dwarven Kingdom’s territory.

It has been quite some time since the army alongside Rex departed to confront the impending doom, provided by the Rastrikan Demons. Ever since that departure, the Dwarves and some Awakened that remained behind were nervous.

Worry and doubt are natural for those who remain behind.

As time passed without any news, more worry and doubt grew inside of them.

Despite the plan of bringing the fight to them instead of playing on the defense, Huvuki has assigned the guards and other able Dwarves to remain vigilant, keeping their scouting routine tight and orderly while they are away.

No matter what, the Dwarven Kingdom must remain safe until they come back.

If not, then the fight would be meaningless.

Currently, two long-bearded Dwarves are patrolling near the border, mounting a mutated black bear to make their movement faster in the snowy terrain. Both were bantering about assumptions about how the fight would go against the Rastrikan Demons.

Even while they were conversing, their eyes darted left and right vigilantly.

Since this is a matter of the continuation of the entire Dwarven Race, the two Dwarves couldn’t afford any slip-up. Had it been their fault that the Dwarven Kingdom fell, then even death wouldn’t atone for their sins.

Just as the two were moving slowly, a sudden whisper entered their ears.

It was a rasping, astral whisper.

Upon hearing this, the two Dwarves looked at each other with raised eyebrows as a huge migraine struck their minds. Following that, the two also suddenly felt a searching heat brushing against their skin.

“Wha’ in tarnation…?”

“By the beards of our ancestors! ‘Tis those Rastrikan Demons, they’ve made their way here!”

Realizing the gravity of the situation, the two quickly head back.

But in the process, their eyes darted to the different landscape that borders against their own territory and found that the ground started to be tainted with flames from hell. Raising their eyes, they saw a black legion in the far distance.

At the center of it all is a monstrous Demon, smiling at them savagely.

Making eye contact with this monstrous Demon, the two Dwarves have their faces drained from all colors as he recognizes this Demon. It was Demon Lord Kirgil! The strongest of them all managed to reach their territory!

Just before they could alert the others, the hellfire caught them.

With a small and brutal flick, their bodies got infiltrated and imploded from the insides.

Boom!

Splash!

Despite the distance between them still far, Demon Lord Kirgil managed to get a grasp on them and explode them in a fiery reverie. It made him smack his lips in delight, as killing Dwarves was the best feeling in the world for him.

“Carnage has finally come to you, little Dwarves…”