The Invincible Full-Moon System



It was a hunch that something is definitely going on amongst the Silverstar Pack.

Due to the relationship problem she has with Rex, she only has a feeling that there's something that she didn't know. But now, she could say for certain that there was something that she was not aware of going on in this castle.

In all likelihood, Adhara was probably in a similar situation as hers. Completely in the dark.

"Although it's been stuffy these days, I could feel the atmosphere in the castle is not that great, I'm glad that at least one thing is going well" Naela mused, smiling vibrantly with her hands clasped together.

Naela then continued her rant, but Evelyn didn't listen, her mind is somewhere else.

Examining the entire room with her eyes, she was trying to remember if there are any other clues that she might've missed. But while she was thinking deeply, her eyes shifted to Naela when she said something substantial.

"Kyran is also getting better. I don't like Calidora, but she's really helpful"

"Caldiora...?"

Upon hearing the name being brought up, Evelyn grimaced before he quickly walks away.

She ignored Naela calling out for her and instantly went to the other side of the castle. It was Flunra's room. Out of the Silverstar Pack, he was the only one available, and he was also the one that definitely knows what was going on.

Knocking on the door lightly, Evelyn then barged in and finds Flunra reading.

Flunra glanced over to the door and quickly rolled back some sort of scroll on the table, he then raised an eyebrow in confusion, "What brings you here, Evelyn? I have something to do, please don't disturb me"

"Stop acting dumb, you know why I'm here" Evelyn replied, giving him a scrutinizing gaze.

At the sight of her expression, Flunra turns away and sighs.

Waving his hand nonchalantly, he gestured for her to leave him alone. Not wanting to talk.

But this made Evelyn even more frustrated, she was not going to accept defeat right now, and thus her entire body glowed with a purplish hue as she transformed into her Luna form. In an instant, her Luna energy filled the entire room.

It was very dense energy, yet soothing and rejuvenating to the touch.

"Flunra, I want you to tell me what's going on. Please..." Evelyn said with a demanding voice.

Knowing that the Luna of a Werewolf pack has a lethal alluring effect on the pack members to do her bidding, Evelyn decided to use that to force Flunra to spill the beans. Left in the dark like this, it feels like she's not a part of the pack anymore.

Sensing the energy, Flunra was enthralled, he was struggling to resist.

Evelyn strides closer and stopped right beside him, circulating her Luna energy strongly.

A gentle stroke then follows as Evelyn holds Flunra's chin with her smooth fingers, melting away his mental defenses. However, even then, a look of defiance can still be seen in his pair of eyes.

"Tell me, everything..."

"I can't, the Alpha wouldn't let me. Until you understand, I can't tell you"

Despite the alluring energy, Flunra bites down and tries to refrain from spilling anything.

It was almost gallantry for him to be able to refuse this much.

But Evelyn didn't take this response well and clenched his cheeks, her eyes were gleaming brightly as she infused more of her Luna energy into Flunra, trying her very best to break his will and spill the truth.

"What does it have to do with me knowing what's going on?!"

"I'm- I'm sorry, Evelyn... If you don't understand it yourself, then telling you and Adhara would only be a dangerous move. Just trust the Alpha. No matter what you suspect him to think, his appearance doesn't reflect what he's thinking"

Listening to this, Evelyn could only bite her lower lip and forcibly turns away.

In an instant, the purple energy vanishes completely as she went back to her usual form.

Flunra could finally breathe easily again, he was slightly panting because of resisting the hypnotic effect of the Luna energy, "Calm your emotions. Think about what happened to the Alpha recently and what you did wrong. Connect the two and you will understand"

Seeing Evelyn's troubled expression, Flunra was also dying to restrain himself here.

Unlike Evelyn and Adhara, he already knew what the Alpha wanted the two of them to understand. The Alpha is not the same as the usual Werewolves, he didn't follow the usual stigma. And his actions and decisions made it easy for Flunra to realize what the Alpha wanted to express to the Female Alpha and Luna.

Considering the enemies in the near future, it's better for the two to understand now.

"When you understand, I'll tell you. For now, I'll excuse myself. I need to depart soon to do something. Take care of the castle, and please... start healing the Alpha properly" Flunra stands up and said with a light bow.

Evelyn was surprised when she heard this.

It was a subtle warning, but it seems Flunra knows that she has been faking it all this time.

After this brief but heated banter between the two, Flunra left the castle with an unknown destination and objective in mind while Evelyn went back to the bed chamber and decided to try and actively help Rex recovers from his comatose state.

Despite her unreadiness, the presence of Rex is still much needed at this moment.

~

Meanwhile, a great battle is happening at the Great Barricade walls.

Fueled with the rage of the past that bore deeply into the blood, the immense hatred that instantly shivers their entire bodies the moment their eyes were opened, the older generations of the high-rank Supernaturals launches their attacks.

It was a relentless onslaught, fixing their bloodied gaze on a singular goal in mind.

Repaying back what their races have suffered.

Currently, the attack was focused on the Great Barricade with the intention of taking it down.

It's their first goal, to breach the Great Barricade. Spitting at modern human pride.

Heavy growls and roars adorned with destruction filled the entire battlefield with a horrifying sight of vengeance, the ancient wickedness and savage horrors were set loose freely on the battlefield without any restraint.

Thousands of Supernatural usurpers swarmed like an army of ants.

Coming in myriads of enhanced forms that these monsters adapted to survive the ancient eras, these hellish monstrosities try to claw through the protective barrier of the Great Barricade, ticking down its potency with their raw strength.

On the other hand, the humans were forced to bear witness to the horrifying spectacles.

Almost as if the gate of hell was opened to the world.

Each of their eyes could see what was in front of them, the sight of a swarm of monsters coughed forward from the darkest time of the world's history, but their minds couldn't comprehend what was happening fully.

It was surreal for them, this sight should've stayed inside people's nightmares.

But it was real, and it was right in front of them.

While the human forces were busy reinforcing the protective barrier as well as launching counter-siege attacks, there was one man sitting inside a sealed room with his hands clasped in front of him in thought.

This man was usually aloof, but that was all long gone by now.

Sir Denzel, the only person that has been enduring anything that the Great Barricade has gone through as the sole highest chain of command was sitting silently, pondering about the situation deeply.

Despite the roars and growls, he seems to be serene and at peace.

But the peace didn't last long as an Awakened barged into the room, sweat drenched his entire appearance from head to toe. "Sir Denzel! It's too much, these monsters are too much! It's been days, and the military personnel hasn't gotten a wince of sleep"

"Also, despite our bombardment, only 13 were spotted to be dead" he added in concern.

Upon hearing this, Sir Denzel shifted his gaze toward the Awakened without showing any sign of reaction. It was definitely bad news that he had just heard, but he didn't seem to be disturbed by it.

Nodding his head lightly, he then stands up and stepped out of the room.

Reaching outside, he instantly saw that not only the ground was filled with Supernatural creatures that wanted to tear humans to shreds and eat the remains savagely, but the sky was also filled with them too.

Growl!

Roar!!

Vampires from the old generations were unlike the Vampires in the modern eras.

Instead of possessing a human-like body, these Vampires were more like bat monsters for having tough pale skin and wings instead of arms. Their eyes are glowing red, and their muscular build depicts the immense strength their bodies could produce.

Most of them were flying, and some of them has humongous sizes.

"Our turret and other artilleries bullets should be able to kill even sixth-rank realm creatures, but we are hardly able to kill them. It was as if their skin was indestructible, it's very hard, and our forces that are not Awakened or Black Hands are starting to get sleep deprived"

"If this keeps on going, then we'll be in trouble in a couple of days"

Listening to the Awakened's explanation, Sir Denzel knows the severity of their situation.

Despite the First Breath, fighting these older generations of Supernatural creatures shouldn't be this hard for them. But there's one fatal flaw that Sir Denzel could decipher, and that is the fact that they don't know anything about the older generations of Supernatural creatures.

The Executor definitely knows, yet he didn't speak up or informed them about anything.

"How many points of the Great Barricade got attacked?"

"As far as I'm informed, there are 18 points of attack. Each of them has the same strength as the one in front of us. However, the worst place would be the point that got attacked by Demons and Werewolves east from here"

Sir Denzel frowns when he heard this, the scale of the attacks is overwhelming.

In addition to that, Demons and Werewolves should be the strongest at the current initial stage of the World Awakening. Having been blessed with muscularity and physical prowess, their forces have become unbearable during this time.

Gazing at the far distance, he tries to search for any specific thing that he could do.

Jumping down from the Great Barricade, and leading Awakened and Black Hands would definitely increase their kill counts. But that would be meaningless without an actual objective in mind they are trying to achieve.

Moreover, if there's a strong Elder amongst them, then it'll become very risky.

"Have you identified any particularly strong Supernatural amongst them?"

"Yes, there are three strong Supernaturals watching the battle from afar. One is an Undead while the other two are Vampires. One Vampire is joining the fight while the other two were only viewing the fight. But the two have a high probability of moving if we send in some of our stronger ranks"

Upon hearing this, Sir Denzel nodded his head.

His eyes already gleam and scanned the battlefield, he also came to the same conclusion.

"Okay, call two eighth-rank realm Awakened and also thirteen Awakened or Black Hand in the seventh-rank realm. Tell them to get ready, we're going to pierce through and try to increase our forces' morale" Sir Denzel instructed.

Since it doesn't looks good, the situation that is, he needs to change that.

In a situation such as this, hope is a detrimental factor that could help them greatly. Sir Denzel is going to kill one of the stronger Supernatural creatures and sparks hope in his people's hearts.

Without it, the fight would only become worse and worse starting from today.

Just as the Awakened was about to leave and carry out the instruction, another Awakened came from the back and bowed deeply toward Sir Denzel. He then extended his hands forward, giving the tablet to Sir Denzel.

Looking at this, Sir Denzel takes the tablet and finds a decree in it.

Scanning through the report quickly, he finds that it was a direct command from the Executor himself. It puts a frown on his face as the demand is rather excessive, and this made him clench the tablet slightly.

Gazing at the northwest of the Great Barricade, the frown on his face becomes stronger.

"How in the world can we manage to complete this task? If there's no reinforcement and clear information about these older generations, then we might as well kill ourselves because that's impossible..."