The Invincible Full-Moon System C.1066 Background Observers

Meanwhile, hundreds of miles away from the battlefield.

A vast ruinous city could be seen, its once-grand structures now mere crumbling remnants of what it once was. It stretched to the horizon, and at its center stood a fortress both majestic and foreboding, dark as midnight, hovering eerily above the broken skyline.

Its towering spires pierce the sky while sinister shadows dance along its battlements.

Crimson hues could be seen oozing out of this fortress.

One look is all it takes to know that the hue was none other than the blood energy belonging to the Vampires, casting a pall over the ruined cityscape below. From its lofty perch, it seems to watch everything around with a predatory gaze.

Inside this fortress were a couple of figures.

Among the six figures that were present, two of them were sitting on a pompous chair.

Having prepared the entire army of Supernaturals and sponsored it to the Royal Black Prince, Elder Tilrith and Nolacula went away from the battlefield. Both of them knew that the intense battle would only escalate from the starting point.

Thus, there was no reason for them to be there.

Moreover, Rex wouldn't want their presence interfering so they decided to wait in silence.

Lingering before them, suspended in mid-air, was a sphere of blood, a visual chronicle of the era-defining clash from a bird's eye view as if someone was recording the battle from above, granting the two Elders real-time insights of the unfolding chaos of the battlefield.

Shown in the blood sphere was Rex, charging an enormous elemental attack from the sky.

"Why is he using his elements?" Elder Nolacula commented, squinting his sharp crimson eyes at the sight of this. "His Werewolf power is way stronger, if he wants to shatter the opposing army's formation, his moonlight energy would be way more effective"

Elder Tilrith brushed her thumb across her plump, lower lip in contemplation.

She was also confused by Rex's decision.

But in the next second, her eyes sparkled at a sudden realization, "Oh, I think I know why..."

"I think it's impolite for you to not elaborate if you know the answer,"

"Well, I'm not sure if it's true or not considering that he was known to be quite daunting and cold-hearted. But if I may guess, I think he is hesitating..."

"Hesitating? That fool Prince!"

Unlike Elder Tilrith who doesn't seem to be disturbed by this realization, Elder Nolacula could be seen grinding his teeth angrily at the prospect of Rex hesitating to go all-out. It was not a doubt that it would be a fatal mistake for Rex to be like this.

On the other hand, Elder Tilrith cast a glance at Elder Nolacula with a small smirk.

"Calm down, Elder, the fight has only begun,"

"Easy for you to say that and stay calm when your army could be revived"

Compared to the Vampires, the Demons that were participating in the fight with Rex wouldn't be killed for good as long as the Executor wasn't the one to kill them. In the end, even if most participating Demons died, Elder Tilrith could revive all of them.

Elder Nolcaula, on the other hand, would suffer permanent loss with every kill.

Naturally, he was more invested in this fight.

"What is he hesitating for? He's no idiot, he should know that hesitance will lead to defeat"

"His enemies are mostly regular human beings from the new era. The Royal Black Prince was once like them, one from millions of pions under the human military—he definitely has a soft spot for them because of that"

"And how do you know that...?"

Listening attentively, Elder Nolacula couldn't help but squint his eyes suspiciously.

Even he doesn't have access to Rex's past, and yet, Elder Tilrith seems to know all about it.

Receiving this sharp, questioning look, Elder Tilrith chuckled sweetly.

"Do you know the level of stress is absurdly high in times of war? Humans are no exception to this, and you see, my Succubi has a great tool in easing stress," She explained, casting a proud gaze toward the Succubi she brought here. "Humans of the new era developed a tool called the internet. It grants access to information for all, eliminating our ways of hunting an important human and torturing them for information"

Upon hearing this, Elder Nolacula glanced at Solomon, standing on the side sharply.

It was absurd that he didn't know about such important information.

Solomon's composure faltered under the weight of the sharp gaze, beads of sweat could be seen forming on his brow as he grappled with a mounting sense of dread. All Vampires liked human blood and those he had dispatched to infiltrate Human territory struggled to contain their primal hunger.

Due to that reason, gaining knowledge about the new era humans are progressing slowly.

On the other hand, Succubus is perfect for infiltration.

Nothing could resist their sexual allure, and humans under their spell would spill everything.

Massaging his forehead, Elder Nolacula could only sigh.

"Nevertheless, do you find it odd about the humans' advanced weapons?" "Indeed, the Fifthborn appears to be stronger than in the past, at least his mastery over the Chaos elements has exponentially surged. Chaos demands beyond mana, unlike the regular elements, so he must've devoured a lot"

"A temporary boost, I see, he's stronger now..."

From watching the battle through the blood sphere, they also could tell that the bullets from the military were infused with chaos energy. It could pierce through the seventh-rank realm's defense which should be impossible.

Ever since the First Breath, Humans have found it hard to defeat the older generations.

It was caused by their stronger defense than the new era Supernaturals.

However, that wasn't the case in this battle.

Just from this observation alone, Elder Tilrith and Nolacula could already tell that their bullets were infused with chaos energy. Considering the number of the army, it should be hard even for the Executor to do that.

But seeing him not struggling, the two Elders assumed that he got stronger.

"So the moment the Fifthborn lost the boost would be the opportune moment for the prince to attack, but the question is, will he be able to endure until then? Even with two King Marks and the aid from the Rosadonna Succubus, the Fifthborn will still be stronger," Elder Nolacula placed his fingers on his chin.

"His elements will also not work on the Fifthborn," Elder Tilrith also nodded in agreement.

At that moment, however, her smile widened, "I'm intrigued..."

Elder Tilrith's eyes sparkled with demonic energy as she kept her eyes on Rex, she realized that Rex practically needed to win this battle, or else everything he loved would crumble. It was because of that she was intrigued as to what Rex had up his sleeves.

Knowing his personality, there's no way he's going to let that happen.

As the two were discussing, a Shapeshifter arrived at the entrance to the room they were in.

It was blocked by two powerful hulking Demons, awaiting Elder Tilrith's permission to enter.

Giving a nod, the two Demons stepped out of the way.

Bowing at the two Elders respectfully before entering the room, the Shapeshifter then went to Elder Tilrith and whispered something to her ears. Another graceful bow followed before the Shapeshifter departed, leaving the room once more.

Raising an eyebrow, Elder Nolacula waits for Elder Tilrith to explain.

"Nothing seemed to be happening in the Werewolf and Undead Kingdoms" She finally said.

Upon hearing this, Elder Nolacula smirked.

He wasn't sure what the Shapeshifter was doing as Elder Enima was not going to be joining them, but turns out Elder Tilrith asked them to scout, "Are you really going to believe those two are going to stay out of this battle?"

"For the sake of themselves, I hope they would because I don't want to be associated the same as those who couldn't hold onto their words" Elder Tilrith replied blatantly, but deep inside she also knew that the Storm Prince and Elder Noskear is going to intervene.

In response, Elder Nolacula could only cackle in amusement.

Since the humiliation Rex gave the Storm Prince and Elder Noskear is too great, way worse than anything they had ever experienced, even if they would risk their own Kingdom in the process, both Elders are going to meddle in the fight and try their hands at dealing with Rex.

It was inevitable that the two of them would not stay still while the battle was in sight.

At the very least, they would attempt to do something.

"Just wait and you'll see, Elder Tilrith," Elder Nolacula smiled, oozing with confidence. "If not intervening in the battle, they would try and attack the other members of the Silverstar Pack, but either way, the battle will not end even after the Executor is defeated"

"I doubt they could find the other Silverstar Pack," Elder Tilrith shook her head.

Nobody knows the location of Rex's city that is except Elder Tilrith herself who figured it out.

However, she never told anyone about Dargena City's whereabouts so the Werewolves and the Undead would have a slim chance of finding it, knowing that the location is quite secure to those without special means.

She then continued, "But for the latter, I agree with you..."

Looking back at the blood sphere again, showcasing Rex facing off against one of the best pions under the Executor's power, Lisnguanx, she smiled, "Royal Black Prince, how are you going to deal with the cards you are dealt with now?"

...

Back to the battlefield, in the heart of the Human Army.

Even though there were a lot of Awakened at the very back that was still overly far from the frontline, the situation was way worse here due to the fact that the convergence of energies—produced by the clash at the very front could be felt all the way to the back.

Most of them had their hearts racing uncontrollably.

All of them could feel the veil between life and death was being peeled open for them.

In the next few minutes to an hour, most of them are going to die.

Growls, screams, and roars were merging into a deadly symphony akin to a death knell rang by the Grim Reaper itself. Despite having the Executor in their rank, these Awakened already learned the horrifying strength of the older generations of Supernaturals.

Located at the center was a palanquin, near the big palanquin belonging to the Executor.

Seated inside this palanquin was Gistella.

Gently parting the curtains of her palanquin, she beheld the unfolding battle, Rex's imposing aura discernible even from a distance. She longed for him already, but at this moment, there was nothing inside her aside from worry.

Since the last time they met was not very pleasant.

'I don't sense the others here, where are they...?' Gistella frowned in confusion.

Knowing the sentiments harbored by others toward Rex, she reasoned that they would come and rally to his aid in the battle. Since the others were nowhere to be seen, Gistella assumed that they might be biding their time, strategizing for an ambush.

Nodding firmly, she closed her eyes and expanded her senses to the surroundings.

'Remaining here would only get me in the way of the fight, I need to get out of here now'

Having finished her tasks smoothly, it was time for Gistella to depart.

Upon receiving word from the Witch, conveyed at Rex's behest, she understood it was time to return to the castle. Yesterday, she couldn't do that since the Executor was around, and there was also Brigitta who was keeping close eyes on her.

Now she was busy fighting, and the Executor had his mind seized elsewhere.

It was time for Gistella to flee from this place.

After a brief contemplation, she made up her mind to go try her luck.

Gistella knew that she was certainly going to be chased, but there was no need to worry as she only needed to get out of the range of the Executor and teleport away. All she needed was to wait for her opportunity.

A smile crept to her face when the opportunity came sooner than expected.

Crash!!

A potent shockwave rippled outward as Rex and Lisnguax collided, prompting the Human army to shield their eyes from the bullet-like debris. Realizing this, Gistella quickly flexed her muscles and dashed out of the palanquin.

Maneuvering over the army, she made a quick dash out of the formations.

Only half a minute and she managed to exit the formations from the back, into the vast plain.

'Just a little bit more!'

Gistella gritted her teeth, readying to teleport herself away.

As the teleportation mark, meticulously prepared by Rex for her escape, began to flicker with energized light, indicating its imminent activation, her pupils widened in alarm as a shadowed figure intercepted her path, halting her escape midway.

Swoosh!

"Oh, no..."