The Invincible Full-Moon System Chapter 1851: God Realm: Primordial Meadow (1)

It did not take long for both Nash and Lilliana to complete their transition.

Mirroring Davina, neither of them saw their frames shift into complete werewolf forms, nor did they experience any extreme enhancement of their previous monstrous traits. Instead, they adopted an appearance that hovered somewhere between a spirit and a werewolf.

Nash’s phantom essence solidified into a humanoid spirit form.

He possessed the physique of a rugged, muscular elder, his skin mapped with scars and grime. His hair, a lackluster black, cascaded all the way down to his lower back. A tribal emblem featuring three wolf heads melded into a singular inverted teardrop adorned his shoulder.

As for Lilliana, her metamorphosis was far more subtle.

She shared a great deal of commonality with Davina.

However, Rex quickly discerned her unique traits—details that were entirely absent in Davina.

Her ears, triangular in shape, sprouted from the apex of her head rather than the sides. Patches of pale green fur, soft and velvety to the touch, coated her. Her tail possessed a natural, bushy curve, while her fangs, though sharp, lacked the lethal prominence of a true predator.

It is fair to say she lacked the sharp, predatory edge that Davina naturally projected.

Furthermore, she appeared more like a hybrid of a fox and a wolf.

Rex felt a sense of satisfaction as he noted that his pack count had now reached thirty.

His own power surged once more, a transformation vividly marked by the expanding aura that the others could clearly feel.

[Integrating the two Betas into the inner pack...]

[Integration complete.]

The moment the notification blinked into existence, Rex observed their pupils dilate as they stood frozen in silence.

The shift was likely felt immediately—they could perceive their connection to Rex intensifying significantly. It was as if he had become an inseparable fragment of their very souls. They could detect his heartbeat, resonate with his fleeting emotions, and even grasp the faint echoes of his inner thoughts.

Yet, the most startling revelation for them was the surge of remarkably pure energy flooding their beings.

It was a form of energy unlike anything they had ever encountered.

Divine strands.

[Lesser divine strands have been successfully infused into Davina and Lilliana]

[All of their capabilities have been empowered]

"Your Highness," Varya announced, stepping forward to gesture toward Nash. "I believe it would be in your best interest to bring Nash along with you."

"And for what reason?" Rex questioned, arching a brow.

Varya cast a glance at Nash, signaling for him to provide the explanation himself.

He complied without hesitation.

"Most of us were stranded within the Spirit Realm. During that ordeal, I was separated from the rest, eventually landing in an unfamiliar territory," he paused, the weight of that traumatic experience evident in his expression. "By some twist of fate, I fell into the God Realm, specifically into a location known as the Primordial Meadow."

"Oh...?" Rex found himself intrigued.

Earlier, when Nivellen finally yielded to his request to enter the God Realm, she imparted essential knowledge. Among her instructions was guidance on which location would be safest to enter to avoid being killed or having his soul instantly obliterated.

It was a neutral zone referred to as the Primordial Meadow.

While relatively secure, it was far from devoid of threats.

Even in the safest destination, Rex would still need expert navigation.

Only someone with genuine, firsthand experience in the God Realm could successfully guide him through that environment. If Nash had truly survived there, his assistance would prove invaluable.

"I am certain I can lead you to the nearest civilization," Nash added with conviction.

"Very well," Rex replied, nodding in approval. "You may come."

With that decided, Rex turned his attention to Linthia and gave her a signal.

Though she bit her lip in visible hesitation, she eventually returned the nod before lowering herself to one knee.

Dark, ink-like energy seeped from her palms as she pressed them firmly against the marble floor. Closing her eyes, she concentrated, guiding the substance as it slithered forward until it reached Rex, Nash, Davina, and Lilliana. It absorbed into their soles, then shot upward with the speed of a lightning strike.

It latched onto their souls and anchored itself there.

<Notice: The user is being influenced by the Drifting Black Energy!>

<Does the user wish to expel the influence?>

<Affirmative>

Sensing that Rex had finally ceased his resistance, Linthia exhaled sharply and unleashed the remainder of her energy into the ground.

A dark sigil carved itself into the floor like a jagged scar, branching out in crystalline, razor-sharp patterns until the entire chamber was encased. The price of such an act was immediate. Color drained from Linthia’s face, her energy Reserves completely exhausted the moment the mark was finalized.

As the energy settled within them, Linthia staggered and collapsed backward.

Varya was quick enough to intercept her fall.

"Was that truly necessary?" Lilliana asked, looking amused at the evident toll it had taken on Linthia.

Linthia offered no response.

She wanted to ensure that if the path ahead became too treacherous or dangerous, Rex would possess the means to navigate back to the Spirit Realm. If he were to follow the thread she had engraved upon him, the path to the gateway would reveal itself.

This was a guarantee against Rex ever losing his way.

Rex, naturally, permitted this, having already promised her that he would retreat if the situation became untenable.

Nivellen then drew near.

Her presence was invisible to everyone but him.

However, judging by the way Davina and Lilliana flinched from the sudden chill, they were clearly capable of sensing her aura.

"I am unable to meet you or offer assistance within the God Realm," she remarked, dotingly cradling Rex’s face as she hovered before him. "Remember every word I have spoken. And be forceful... for me. For the sake of those you cherish. Do not act recklessly in that place. No one can rescue you."."

"Once Kaiser falls, I will retrieve you from that realm," Rex declared, waving his hand. "Just watch me."

Swoosh—!

Overhead, energy from the gateway descended with the force of a forming tornado.

Celestial brilliance flooded the chamber as Nivellen retreated, watching the torrent of power claim Rex and his companions. She had discovered him when he was merely a mortal consumed by a thirst for vengeance. Now, that same man stood as a Demigod, poised to step into the God Realm itself.

The sequence of events had unfolded with blinding speed, at least from her divine perspective.

Even now, the reality of it felt dreamlike.

"Stay safe," she whispered internally as Rex and his allies were drawn into the portal.

Rex felt nothing as the celestial radiance washed over his vision, ushering him away.

There was no pain, no change in his surrounding environment, and no suffocating pressure.

It was surprisingly a smooth transition.

As he approached the veil—the boundary existing between the lower and higher planes, or so he believed—a suction force caught him off guard. Every sense was dampened. He felt contained within a cramped, enclosed space, left alone with nothing but his own consciousness.

He could no longer sense the others.

Under normal circumstances, his first instinct would be fear that he had been separated from his team.

However, he had already secured everything through the System.

True to the System’s description, the God Realm was accessible to all, with no penalties for crossing the threshold.

The only concern lay in whether one possessed the strength to survive on the other side.

He felt no worry regarding Kaiser or Chaos interfering with his transit, as neither possessed absolute authority within the God Realm. If they were to attempt any extreme measures, an equal or vastly superior force would surely descend to suppress them.

That, precisely, was why Rex was journeying to the God Realm.

A rushing sound filled his ears. It must have been the breach of the veil; he had arrived.

Rex glanced down at his hands. He was adrift, suspended in energy that had long been suppressed. Or at least, it felt like an eternity for him. Now, that power flooded every facet of his being. These were familiar sensations—his elemental affinities, his curse energy, his Spirit Energy—everything he had retained in the Mortal Realm was returning.

Nothing remained stifled.

The God Realm was a plane of the highest order.

It was an incredibly robust and stable dimension, capable of hosting any manifestation of power without restraint.

Because of this, his dormant abilities were rushing back to him.

There was no need for the arduous adjustments required when he first entered the Spirit Realm.

It was like a dam breaking, with his entire essence rushing back into focus.

Rex shook his head and waited. Suppressing his emotions, he allowed himself to revel in the return of his powers. Even his King Marks were fully accessible once more. Furthermore, within the God Realm—with its dense ambient energy and constant distortions—even the Lunirich Gods would be unable to track him.

No matter how intensely those marks burned, he would remain hidden.

The celestial light finally flickered and vanished.

<Notice: The user has successfully entered the God Realm>

<Scanning area...>

<Location: Southern Cavity of the Primordial Meadow>

Rex could not process the notifications immediately.

He was instantly besieged by the dense atmosphere, which seemed to choke him from every direction, making it difficult to draw a proper breath. His vision blurred, not from the lack of air, but from an illusion that his eyes required time to adapt to.

When he attempted to shift into his werewolf form, the illusion intensified.

It forced him back into his human state against his will.

Rex peered around, attempting to gauge his surroundings and detect any nearby hostile Godlings.

However, his vision remained cloudy and indistinct.

He utilized the System to scan the vicinity once more, feeling a wave of relief when he confirmed that no living entities were present.

<Five minutes until complete adaptation>

Rex processed the alert and composed himself, waiting for his senses to align with the environment. Five minutes elapsed, and true to the prompt, his perception sharpened. He blinked once, then twice. At last, his vision crystallized, revealing his surroundings.

He was located in a meadow stretched out beneath soaring, ancient trees.

Their trunks twisted upward, weaving together to form a thick canopy that allowed little sunlight to pierce through.

It was a dim, indigo meadow blanketed in a faint mist.

Rex perceived the air to be cool and unnaturally still; it was so quiet that he could hear the echo of his own breathing.

Pale blossoms were scattered throughout the field in quiet clusters, their soft glow speckling the grass like fallen stars.

The light did not illuminate the landscape; it simply persisted.

Ahead, a narrow, rugged path snaked through the meadow, barely visible under the moist soil and tall blades of grass. It wound deeper into the woods, where the mist deepened and the ancient trees curved inward like silent, watchful sentinels.

Everything was motionless.

Not a breeze stirred the leaves. No insects hummed. No birds called from the canopy.

Yet, the meadow did not feel abandoned; it felt primordial.

It was as if this meadow had existed since the dawn of creation, long before the beginning of time.

Rex glanced behind him to find the others still struggling to adapt.

Unsurprisingly, Nash was acclimating with greater speed, having already lifted his gaze to survey the environment.

Davina and Lilliana, however, were still probing the ground as if rendered sightless.

While Rex tended to them, holding their hands and whispering reassurances that he was nearby, his attention was suddenly pulled away. In the distance, through the shifting mist, he caught the silhouette of something resembling stone.

It remained motionless, yet his instincts detected something peculiar about it.

Sure enough, the stone shifted slightly.

Under Rex’s watchful gaze, it rotated slowly until a pair of dimly glowing eyes met his own.

He prepared to trigger a System scan, maintaining caution in this foreign realm that differed so drastically from any place he had previously inhabited. But the entity met his gaze first.

Slowly, Rex’s eyes widened as the stone figure rose, revealing the silhouette of a massive entity.

It was a humanoid figure holding what appeared, suspiciously, to be a javelin.