The Invincible Full-Moon System

Chapter 925  Long Time No See

It was more pride than hatred that led them here.

Demon Lord Kirgil is the strongest Demon Lord of the Rastrikan Demons that could even be comparable to the likes of Elder Tilrith, or at least he believed he was comparable, and thus the pride dwelling within him is overwhelming.

Finding that the others wanted to join was disdainful in his eyes.

No matter the enemies hunting them, it was their role to always come out on top in triumph.

Losing is not an option, it was a foreign word for them as a whole.

Also, celebrating or basking in victories against other forces should be a privilege reserved for other factions in the world. However, for the Rastrikan Demons, it was a different thing entirely as they considered themselves better than others.

Triumphs require no celebration, as such outcomes are simply expected, especially in this new era.

Due to this mindset, their reputation soared in ancient times.

Reaching a fearsome degree that even the major forces need to think twice in order to face them head-on. So joining forces to anticipate an attack from a single force is a disgrace, and Demon Lord Kirgil is not willing to stoop that low.

Ignoring the others’ request, he and his legion keep on moving forward.

A decision that made them reach the Dwarven Kingdom earlier.

At the break of dawn, when the sky shyly began to brighten, Demon Lord Kirgil and his legion finally reached the border of the Dwarven Kingdom. A devilish grin spread across his face as he sought to assess the state of the Dwarves in this new era.

From the others, he heard that sixteen years had passed since the Supernaturals awakened.

During that time span, the Dwarves had definitely flourished.

No matter what, due to the sin that the Dwarves committed in the past for deceiving them, Demon Lord Kirgil will see to it that their peaceful days will be over. Sixteen years would only be the ultimate break for them before they become slaves again.

Upon killing the two Dwarven guards, Demon Lord Kirgil raised his arms skywards.

It was then his demonic energy concentrated in his hands.

Swoosh!

Bam!

Garnering his demonic energy to a terrifying level, Demon Lord Kirgil slammed both of his hands into the earth, causing the ground to fracture beneath them. The resulting crack spread forward, spewing forth uncontainable demonic energy that scarred the surrounding terrain.

A demonic incursion of the entire landscape was unleashed by him.

Spreading faster than the sprint of a mutated cheetah, the crack collided with the snowy terrain of the Dwarven Kingdom, generating a massive plume of steam that enveloped the entire area like a dense mist.

But in that cloud of steam, the demonic energy kept on going, and barely even slowed.

Demon Lord Kirgil managed to corrupt the entire landscape.

Even the mutated trees and rocks weren’t spared from the rampage of his demonic energy, they were mercilessly corrupted, cracking violently before a sinister red light emanated from within, a clear sign of the demonic energy’s possession.

Reacting to this change, the aura of his legion climbs even higher.

Under Demon Lord Kirgil’s showcase of power, the Rastrikan Demons roared and growled in anticipation, their targets were firmly in their sights, and the tantalizing scent of Dwarven blood hung heavy in the air.

So palpable they could almost taste it on their tongues.

Finishing the preparation, Demon Lord Kirgil then straightens his monstrous back once more.

Pointing forward with both arms, he then commanded, his tone was gruff and powerful.

“Massacre and obliterate every trace of their progress from the last sixteen years. Topple everything they’ve built, and reduce their existence to ruins. Let them remember that their lives served no purpose other than serving us, the Rastrikan Demons…”

GROWL!

RAAHH!!

Like a colony of ant soldiers, the legion surged forth in a red tide of malice.

Demons of all kinds can be seen in this stampede.

Leading the charge were four-armed, small but swift demons, the fastest among them all. Flying demons wielding demonic weapons crowded the sky above, while massive demons, each step shaking the ground followed from behind strongly

It was shocking to see that such a might from a single legion of Demons.

Despite his legion having already begun to charge, Demon Lord Kirgil was not going to sit idle and let them all have the fun. “Demonic Incursion, Summon the Scarlet Royals…” he chanted, creating two big portals in the sky.

Out from them were two massive objects, hurtling from the sky like meteors.

Both aimed at the snowy terrain of the Dwarven Kingdom.

“I’ll usurp the Dwarven Kingdom first and create a haunting sight by their ruin, then we’ll wait and fight the army that has been hunting us,” Demon Lord Kirgil smiled, he was already anticipating the total fall of the Dwarven Race. “Our victories are inevitable in this new era…”

Upon pondering this, he then frowned as he remembered something.

“The Executor is alive, after this, we’ll aim for the humans and grace the others with our help”

Just as he mutters his thoughts out loud, a streak of shadow flies to the sky.

Demon Lord Kirgil looked upward and witnessed a figure shrouded in potent dark energy ascending into the sky, intercepting one of the black cocoons he had summoned. To his surprise, the figure managed to stop it in mid-air and proceeded to shatter it completely.

Kaboom!

It was clear that this figure is strong judging from this single feat alone.

Meanwhile, the second black cocoon manages to descend and create a snowy explosion upon impact with the ground. It eventually cracked open, revealing a colossal fiery demon adorned with thick scales emerging from within.

From a glance, it looked like a demonified titan.

On top of that, its huge claws were heated red, searing with scorching flames.

ROARR!

A powerful roar erupted from its mouth, sending shockwaves and shaking the entire place.

However, the same figure as before moved swiftly, darting left and right through the forest like a cricket before its body slammed the colossal red demon, into the Scarlet Royal’s chest, and toppling it to the ground.

Crash!

Shockingly, the colossal red demon, the size of a big building fell to the ground.

Demon Lord Kirgil watches this with a calm gaze, remaining standing on his spot before his eyes shifted down when the figure reappeared a distance away before him after taking down both summoned demons.

“My apology, Demon Lord. But I’m afraid the Dwarven Kingdom is off limits…”

Standing with his arms crossed is a Werewolf-like figure, more broader and massive compared to the third generation of Werewolves. His power can be felt through the skin, and his daunting expression shows that there is no fear in him.

Even though he was standing before Demon Lord Kirgil, the figure was not intimidated.

But this doesn’t offend Demon Lord Kirgil.

Possibly among all the awakened Supernaturals, the figure before him is the hardest to intimidate, boasting an age surpassing even Demon Lord Kirgil himself. From the figure’s voice, Demon Lord Kirgil frowns as he recognizes this voice.

His demonic eyes dilated as he stared at the figure, “Arnulf…”

“Long time no see, Kirgil” Flunra replied, the corner of his lips curled. “I see that you’re still the same as before. It’s been thousands of years already, isn’t it about time you moved on and pursued something greater?”

In this exchange, it was quite clear that Demon Lord Kirgil and Flunra have a history together.

During the ancient time, Werewolves also fought with the Demons.

Blue demons typically held the upper hand against the Werewolves in most encounters, but when it came to the red demons, the record favored the Werewolves more. Both of them have a history from their encounter in battles.

Like his nickname, Flunra has survived Demon Lord Kirgil multiple times already.

He was akin to a cockroach that refused to die.

Just the sight of him resurfaces the frustrated feeling Demon Lord Kirgil feels back then. 𝓞𝐕𝓁xt.𝑐𝓞𝗆

Upon hearing this, Demon Lord Kirgil scoffed, smiling in a pleasant surprise.

“Guess you’ve found your way forward, seeing that you’ve gotten way stronger than last time. But don’t let this new power fool you, Arnulf…” His face suddenly darkened, his eyes wide open like a horrifying lunatic. “I don’t believe this is a battle you desire. Dwarves are my quarry, and I’m warning you, do not obstruct my path”

Flunra cackled in response, regarding this threat as nothing.

If it was him in the past, then he wouldn’t have confronted Demon Lord Kirgil head-on.

However, this time would be different, he has nothing to fear.

“Call me Flunra now, I have changed from the last time I met you” Flunra replied cheekily.

Demon Lord Kirgil tilted his head and grinned mockingly.

As he did in ancient times, he had no concerns when it came to Flunra, who was primarily adept at surviving and preserving his own life. “Changed? Even with your newfound power, you remain nothing more than the Prince’s lackey. So what if your master changed your name? Unlike me who is free, you are restricted”

Upon hearing this, Flunra chuckled as he didn’t take any offense in this.

“My master changed alright, but I don’t think you would want to offend him” Flunra replied.

Finding confidence in his tone, Demon Lord Kirgil frowned, this statement was ridiculous for him. None of the Prince is a threat to him if not for the Full Moon, which is why he found Flunra’s statement outrageous.

But this ridiculing reaction made Flunra’s smile stretched even wider.

Since Demon Lord Kirgil came here alone, he was either the first one to get here or didn’t know what had happened to the other Rastrikan Demons’ legions yet. However, this reaction confirmed that he wasn’t aware of the others’ fate.

“Figured, it would be weird for you to attack here alone if you know who you are up against”

Going into his battle stance, bending his knees slightly as he spreads his entire frame back and raises his razor-sharp claws, Flunra then continues, “Let me make it easy for you, Demon Lord Kirgil. My master is probably making a mess of the other Demon Lords right now”

Just as he said that Demon Lord Kirgil’s eyes slightly widened in revelation.

Now he realized where Flunra’s confidence came from.

He knows that Demon Lord Ranath and Olgaroz were already taken down by an entity called Rex Silverstar and the Dwarven Army, and now he realizes that this supposed Rex Silverstar is also Flunra’s new master.

It was clear that he was a force to be reckoned with.

Demon Lord Kirgil’s aura climbs higher as he realizes this fact, readying for a battle.

On the other hand, Flunra also circulated his energy, and before long, the Herald Mark on his arm glowed with a dark hue, pushing his power higher than before to the point that even Demon Lord Kirgil was shocked once again.

But this is already expected, the Herald Mark must be Flunra’s way to become this strong.

“Hah! You can try me, Flunra the Special!”

Clash!

“I’ll cut you down first, Demon Lord Kirgil. It would be worse for you to meet with the Alpha”

“Hah! You can try me, Flunra the Special!”

Clash!

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Meanwhile, back to the place near the waterfall.

Rex was excited at his new breakthrough, a breakthrough that he had not anticipated.

Due to the Minor Oustification, he decided to only kill half of the Rastrikan Demons and let the others go as he learned a neat effect from the System regarding his God-like effect on all of the Rastrikan Demons.

It forced a smile on his face as he collected the Rastrikan Demon carcasses again.

He would need 2,000 of them to recover from the side effects.

But while he was doing this, the smile never left his face as it stubbornly remained there, this is a pleasant progression that he gladly accepts. <nulli>In a way, I’ve become the White Omicron of the Rastrikan Demons. Wait… If that’s the case, then doesn’t that mean the White Omicron is also a person too that managed to obtain Minor Oustification?

<nulli>Pondering in silence, this might as well be true as it makes sense.

Rex contemplated for a moment, he would need to ask Flunra to learn more about this.

Maybe learning more about the White Omicron would help him understand the Oustification better, as like always, the cost of learning about Oustification is too expensive for him right now, the typical System annoying feature.

<nulli>I’ll put this at the back of my mind for now since we need to depart soon.