The Invincible Full-Moon System C.1072 Born with Power

In an attempt to close the gap in their strength, Rex thought of everything he could do.

He already made observations of the white sphere before coming to this battle and deduced the level of damage it did through the suppression beam varies depending on the amount of energy an entity emitted beyond the threshold.

Even Rex himself had already felt the suppression beam.

Breaking through the eighth-rank realm barrier a bit would scorch his skin severely.

Meanwhile, barely breaking through the barrier only resulted in a sting.

From that experiment alone, he discerned that the level of suppression varied depending on the extent of the breach an entity committed against the First Breath. In contrast to his own experiment, the breach the Executor did through his spell was substantial.

At that moment, the Executor's aura surged to the nearing the peak of the eighth-rank realm.

Such a breach would evoke a devastating response.

Another entity surpassed the breach caused by the Executor, namely the Storm Prince who sought to kill Rex back then. However, he wasn't as affected by the suppression because of the help of the Lunirich Gods.

Had he not had their help, the Storm Prince would likely have disintegrated.

"He doesn't have any backer, he definitely couldn't come out of this unscathed," Rex mused.

Even though he believed that the Executor would survive this suppression, he would clearly be wounded beyond measure. It would make the fight easier, and who knows, he might not need to finish his plan to kill the Executor thanks to this.

As the Executor boasts, he's strong alone.

But no matter how strong he was, it was impossible to overpower the First Breath.

It was a world phenomenon, the energy it generated would simply be too much to handle.

Looking ahead, Rex waited for the suppression beam to vanish.

His kingly energy elapsed with the power of the Red Force and created a barrier around his own body to protect himself from the breeze of the suppression. Soon, it would vanish and reveal the state of the Executor.

Only then could he gauge his next move properly.

Not even ten seconds later, Rex squinted his eyes when he noticed something.

"What is that...?" He uttered and squinted his eyes.

Amidst the rampaging torrent of the white beam, he could see an unusual color at its center.

Gazing closely at the white beam, he then saw a flicker of color.

Swish!

"It can't be!" Rex exclaimed in horror when he saw a purplish hue flickering inside the white beam. "Chaos energy! Is- Is he really able to sustain that level of suppression?! No... I don't even think I could sustain that, and he could?!"

Breaking his expectations to pieces, the Executor slowly rose to his feet within the beam.

His entire appearance becomes more sinister by the second.

Furthermore, the influx of chaos energy from his body intensified incrementally, able to even saturate the once pristine white beam with shades of purple. It kept on going until eventually a cocoon of chaos materialized within the beam, culminating in a detonation of force.

"Raargghh!!!"

Boom!

Hit by the extreme shockwave, Rex got hurtled back in an ungrateful motion.

A couple of times he tried to stop the momentum by clawing the ground but he couldn't, and even got hurtled further away than he wanted. Only when he was caught by someone did he stop, gazing forward in concern.

Not even caring about who helped him stop, his eyes gazed at where the Executor stood.

Under the rampage of his chaos energy, the white beam was dispersed.

It was a feat that Rex could never thought the Executor could do, not without any help.

Standing in the heart of a swirling purple mists was the Executor, his presence was emitting an entirely different feel to it. Chaos energy ripples through the air around him, and not only his presence, but his appearance also changed.

Topless, his sculpted slender torso is a canvas of glowing purple combination of glyphs.

Each a cipher of the pandemonium element coursing within him.

His hair has grown longer, whipping about like tendrils of shadow—a dark crown to his form.

But the one that caught Rex's attention the most was his tails.

From the nine purple tails adorning his back alone, Rex could tell what had happened.

"Gladiator Form..." Rex mused with stress evident in his voice.

Rex already expected that since the Executor also has a spirit, he would also be able to use a Gladiator Form. He understood that if he pressed the Executor hard enough, that form would emerge, but he couldn't believe that it was this strong.

Even as he observed the Executor, the white sphere was still relentless.

It still fired a white beam toward the Executor, but it was blocked by his sheer aura alone.

Akin to a weak spell, the Executor's chaos energy deflected the suppression.

"Prepare yourself, Royal Black Prince," A voice came to him from the back, and it turned out to be Carmilla. He was hurtled all the way back to Carmilla's position. "His Gladiator Form— it's not a mere form, but it was also his true form of war. He's taking you seriously now,"

Rex could tell that even without Carmilla telling him.

His senses were riled to the utmost limit, he could feel that his entire being was shaking.

"Are you finally afraid of him...?" Carmilla suddenly asked.

She could visibly tell that Rex was trembling at the sight of the Executor's Gladiator Form. It was not a good sign for the entire course of the battle, but she knew that it was not the fear of death that gripped him, it was nothing of that sort.

Upon hearing this, Rex replied with a light tone, "Yes... I am afraid"

Carmilla found it surprising that he answered that.

But then, he slowly rose back up to his feet. "It would be a blatant lie if I said I'm not afraid right now, "he admitted, though his trembling under the Executor's pressure, Carmilla was surprised when all of that vanished in a second—he returned normal instantly. "But this fear is a reminder, it's a good thing, it's a sign that I must fight. It reminds me that I'm alive, and as long as I'm alive, victory will still be probable"

Nodding her head with a smile, she reaches out her hand and summons a small blood portal.

Pulling a weapon out of the portal, she proceeds to give it to Rex.

"Here, use this, I'm sure the Origin wouldn't mind," Carmilla said, posing the weapon to Rex.

Looking at the weapon, a cutlass, Rex's eyes widened in shock.

Even though he had only seen this weapon one time, he instantly recognized it.

It was the Origin-grade weapon, the Blood Devourer!

"Carmilla, how did you-?" "It doesn't matter how I get it, the most important thing is that you can use it now"

Albeit he was curious as to how Carmilla got her hands on the Blood Devourer, knowing that it was supposed to be held by Calidora, he decided that it was not important right now. Just like she said, what's important is that he could use it right now.

Giving her an approving nod, he trained his eyes back to the Executor.

Clasping both the Amuerus Katana and the Blood Devourer, he prepared himself to fight.

<Blood Devourer Wielder effect has been applied to the user!>

<Three effects have been gained:>

→ Gained a 50% physical stat boost at the cost of possessing a gradual hunger for blood

→ Able to manipulate the blood elements

→ Gain access to Bloodborne Offering Spell

...

<Bloodborne Offering>

A powerful Origin-rank noble blood magic that allows the caster to enhance the potency of any abilities by offering gathered or possessed blood. It also grants additional effects that are tailored to each nature of the enhanced ability.

...

Reading the notification, Rex nodded as the effect of the Blood Devourer took effect.

It was not a measly effect either.

Since it was an Origin-grade weapon, the effects it provided were also extremely powerful.

At the very least, these benefits would help Rex in his fight.

Exhaling a purple, seething breath, the Executor inhaled deeply before raising his eyes, fierce under a furrowed brow, holding the promise of unleashed bedlam. He fixed his gaze on Rex—far away from him due to the shockwave from earlier.

Between them both was the Supernatural Army and the Human Army, clashing fiercely.

Now, both armies were already clashing directly.

However, despite the distance and a battlefield full of battling people, the Executor could see him and fixed his menacing gaze. Nothing could waver the Executor's gaze, and it felt like the gaze was a blade, stabbing into Rex.

Squinting his fearsome eyes, he made his move.

Swoosh!

In a fraction of a second, the Executor disappeared from his spot.

Rex frowned at this sight, but his eyes widened when he caught something in his periphery.

Despite being nearly a mile apart from each other, the Executor was able to blitz through the distance in the blink of an eye, reaching Rex's side instantly—a feat that was supposed only to be done by those in the eighth-rank realm.

However, with the Gladiator Form, he was able to push the threshold of the First Breath.

Bam!

Showcasing the power of his Gladiator Form, the Executor managed to move faster than Rex could react to. He got hit squarely on the side by the black spear and got sent flying away—covering the vast plain of the battlefield.

Rex hissed as he felt a sizzling burn on his side.

He looked down to his side mid-air and found that there was a severe burnt wound.

It looked like a wound left by a Fire Elementalist but with corruption.

<Crippling Wicked Grasp skill has affected the user!>

<All stats have been weakened by 40%!>

Just like back when he first met with the Executor, he got hit by the same crippling skill.

Gritting his teeth, he tried to search for the Executor's whereabouts.

But he couldn't find him anywhere.

Bam!

"Huaarghkk!"

Bam!

Bam!

The Executor unleashed a relentless barrage of attacks, leaving Rex no opportunity to locate him or mount a defense. Struck from all angels by the black spear, each blow sent Rex flying away in the opposite direction like a broken doll.

Rex couldn't do anything as the Executor was moving too fast for him to see.

Defending himself becomes impossible because of that.

Aware of the dire consequences if the onslaught continued unchecked, Rex wasted no time and swiftly activated his cursed energy. He had diligently honed his ability to incorporate his cursed energy into his being without deactivating his other energies.

If succeeded, it would not only make him stronger but also mask his energy.

He would be harder to predict.

Even though it's a hazardous process, I managed to do it—I succeeded.

Swoosh!

Under his control, the cracks across his body began to be amplified by his cursed energy.

His power made another leap, especially his senses.

Since his Greater Cursed Body was now activated—Rex's bodily senses were also amplified, enabling him to keenly perceive the Executor's movements unlike before. Quickly, he deploy the Damned Specter skill, creating a clone within the cursed realm.

He witnessed the Executor closing in on him from his front.

Like a rhino, the Executor was charging right at him with the black spear pointed forward.

Crossing his arms, the clone decided to take the hit for Rex's real body.

But the moment the Executor thrust the black spear into his stomach, the momentum did not at all stop. He persisted, driving the weapon infused with an extreme amount of chaos and spirit energy through Rex's actual body right in the guts, and propelling him back with blood gushing out of his mouth and abdomen.

Even the cursed clone was destroyed instantly when receiving the Executor's attack.

"Kahhkk!" Rex faced the cloudy sky, coughing blood several times.

He already created a barrier using everything he had but that still doesn't stop the Executor.

"Earned power is nothing more than a facade of the weak, it's full of weaknesses, extremely easy to be exploited," the Executor whispered as he walked closer. "Those who are unlucky enough to be born without power will never reach absolute power"

Grabbing Rex by the neck, the Executor lifted him off the ground and brought him skywards.

"Do you see it now? Compared to me who was born in power, relying on nobody but myself—you are nothing. For your kind, your achievement was already extremely good. The System, it has made the mistake of choosing you. Surrender to me, and I'll make sure that you and all of those you deem family die a painless death,"

"Your choice will determine everything Royal Black Prince, choose wisely..." He added.