The Invincible Full-Moon System Chapter 1860: Demigod Hunting (3)

Rex was tempted to speak up, yet he held back to avoid ruining her enjoyment.

She truly seemed thrilled while discovering her unique hybrid form, balanced between Spirit, Werewolf, and Human. This condition was far superior for her compared to a full shift to the other extreme.

After all, much of the fault lay with him.

Regardless of the events, both Davina and Lilliana had successfully ascended to Silverstar status.

They even gained entry into the inner pack, where they could proudly display their achievement.

Meanwhile, he had kept an ordinary girl like April at a distance.

Still, he couldn't ignore how the sisters had demonstrated greater potential than April ever did.

"You can devour others—but do it modestly. You're still new to all of this. You haven’t even completed your form yet." Rex glanced down at the corpse, focusing on the gash his claws had ripped open before. "And if you're curious, the heart tastes the best."

"You’re underestimating noble-born," Davina tossed her hair back over her shoulder. "It’s mandatory for us to always show restraint in everything pleasurable. Noble-born are trained not to overindulge despite the pleasure."

"Many nobles aren’t like that, though," Rex lifted his gaze, thinking back to the nobles he'd encountered.

Beyond their flashy outfits, the nobles he knew tended to be hot-tempered and quick to fury.

Every one of them contradicted the ideals Davina was promoting.

"I’m traditional," Davina huffed. "You can say I’m one of those who hold honorable values."

"Right..." Rex shrugged.

His tone carried clear skepticism about her words, and Davina wasn't blind to it.

"Are you actually feeling bad for Duke Lorcan? For my father?" She spun toward him, arching a brow in near mockery. "Killing family members is not honorable, yes, but trust me—I already gave that old man more than enough chances to change. I have tried. And now, I’m simply strong enough to understand that he’d not change.

"Not now. Not ever." She folded her arms and looked away.

Sorrow laced her voice, revealing it wasn't an easy admission for her.

This realization hit Rex that, no matter their tough exterior, the sisters weren't at peace with their actions.

They simply had no choice but to proceed.

"I’ve been insensitive," Rex placed a hand on her shoulder, giving it a soft squeeze. "It must’ve been tough for you and Lilliana to do that. I’m sorry."

"At least you understand," Davina stepped ahead. "Come on, we’d better check on Lilliana."

A few miles distant.

Caspian found himself trapped in a dire situation.

He attempted to flee, desperate to exit Zev’s territory and escape these strangers, but the trap had snared him beyond his control. Now, a thousand chaotic energy threads formed a unbreakable barrier in his path.

The net was elastic, resisting any brute push through it.

Yet he pressed on regardless.

Energy erupted from Caspian’s body as he lunged forward, fist leading the charge at the net.

A five-inch energy blade extended from his fingertips. Predictably, the net elongated, resistance mounting as it neared its limit. Soon, the initial thread snapped under his assault.

Though challenging, the net couldn't fully withstand his strength.

Escape seemed feasible.

But despair struck as additional threads materialized immediately beyond the first layer.

Caspian failed to breach the initial net before the next one appeared. He ramped up his energy, resolved to shatter through. Layer after layer of net emerged, blocking his path relentlessly until his drive faltered.

"Grgghk..."

No longer sustaining the energy surge, he was hurled back.

His feet gouged deep furrows in the ground before he halted.

"Where is your earlier bravado?" Lilliana’s voice made him whirl around, eyes bulging and teeth clenched in rage. "Just a few minutes ago, you strutted in like you owned the place. Don’t run now. Stand by your words and fight."

She rubbed her temples and shook her head. "This is what I mean by having no class."

"Just who the hell are you guys? And what do you want?" Caspian demanded.

Those from lower planes always approached the God Realm with utmost wariness. Regardless of the first encounter—even with lesser Godlings—they avoided reckless moves. Yet Lilliana's group ignored that entirely.

Indeed, the trio had stormed into the God Realm without a hint of fear.

’It’s that man,’ Caspian’s gaze sharpened. Cold sweat dripped down his temple as Rex came to mind. ’Forget Zev. Our battle’s noise should’ve drawn others, but none approach. Does he wield Primordial Authority too? Sealing this space...? Is that permitted?’

"If I had to answer, then I’d say we are the Silverstar Pack," Lilliana stroked her chin, as if pondering the best reply. "And for what we want—I don’t really know. You should wait and ask him that."

Truthfully, Caspian had no desire to face that man again.

His presence stirred deep unease, one he refused to endure once more.

’But if they’re here to stir chaos, I must find out,’ His eyes hardened. "I really suggest you convince him not to be reckless. This is our realm. This is our territory. If we wish you three dead, it would be done."

"Right?" Lilliana grinned. She appreciated someone echoing her thoughts. "I also told him the same thing, but he didn’t seem to care much about it. Maybe he has his own way, or maybe he simply doesn’t care. Either way, he’s really interesting, isn’t he?"

Caspian’s eyes twitched at her response.

He’d issued a threat, yet she brushed it off to praise the man.

It infuriated him that these lower-plane intruders dared act so boldly.

"Having a conversation with the prey?" A voice cut in as Rex and Davina emerged from the shadows. "What is there to even talk about?"

Caspian instantly went on high alert.

Rex’s appearance triggered his survival instincts, tensing his entire frame.

"I am only stalling him," Lilliana shot him a look and shrugged. "He seemed to have already given up trying to run away."

"Give up running away? It’s a bit too early to do that, don’t you think?" Rex’s deadly gaze fixed on Caspian; a sly grin spread across his lips. He cocked his head, eyeing him like intriguing quarry. "Usually, when someone stops resisting this easily, it’s one of two things. Either they’ve fallen into despair..." His grin broadened. "Or they’re very, very confident they’ll survive."

Caspian gulped nervously at his words.

It seemed Rex pierced through all facades, a perilous insight for him.

At first, he’d aimed to extract more details.

The scenario screamed danger from every angle.

He intended to gather intel on this group, report back, and alert the rest. But now, confronting Rex once more and sensing the overwhelming threat from his laid-back form, Caspian—whether from fear or wisdom—abandoned that plan.

The shift was swift. Absolute.

Certain intel wasn't worth the risk.

"I’ll make sure to remember this!"

Caspian slammed his chest plate, unleashing a glowing white fissure across it.

Davina and Lilliana reacted in a flash, sensing his imminent escape.

But the activation outpaced even their swift motions.

Swish—!

"Darn it," Davina tsked in annoyance, her grasp closing on empty air. "He escaped."

"We need to move," Lilliana scowled. "Others would flood this place soon."

"It doesn’t matter," Rex remained utterly unperturbed.

While the sisters fretted, he stayed calm about Caspian’s getaway. No shock. No irritation. He acted as if this outcome was anticipated. "The Gardeners’ masters must be important people. And it’s natural for important people to have life-saving measures. Though one might be too stubborn to use it until it’s too late."

Just like the prior Godling.

Rex had already appraised him via the System, spotting the life-preserver artifact.

Right to the end, that Godling’s pride prevented its use.

His arrogance blinded him to defeat by lower-plane foes, costing him everything. "Frankly, his life-saving treasure is quite strong. It would teleport him away to safety by distorting space and time. No matter how fast you are, it’s too late once it’s active."

"But?" Davina arched a brow, detecting Rex’s countermeasure.

"But unfortunately for the Godling, he’s facing me," Rex smirked. "I can smell fear and anger..."

Suddenly, his eyes flared with a crimson glow as the Absolute Anger Effect reignited.

Ten miles off, a fully red silhouette appeared—Caspian.

Ascending to Scion of Vertex and becoming a Blank had painted a target on Rex for countless powerhouses. Yet it brought advantages, like the Absolute Effect.

In the God Realm, the Absolute Anger Effect unleashed its complete potential.

Stemming from the Highseat of Invincibility—a boon for proven Scions—few could detect it here. Without awareness, harboring rage toward him proved fatal.

Their gravest error.

It rendered them trackable for Rex.

As Anger Stratum Scion, he sensed those emotions like a shark scents blood.

Voidal energy coiled around Rex as he bounced lightly, warming up impossibly limber muscles. Then he invoked another skill, blending regal force with moonlight. The sisters sensed it building in his legs—a gathering tempest.

They recognized Rex activating a power.

Once primed, each footfall sent ripples through the earth.

The second step amplified the quakes.

On the third, Rex vanished in an instant.

A roaring wind vortex followed, chased by a belated sonic boom.

’So fast!’ Davina’s eyes bulged at his abrupt disappearance, outstripping her senses. ’How many abilities stacked for that speed?’

Meanwhile, miles away, Caspian rematerialized and scanned his surroundings.

Lifelong familiarity with this forest meant he knew its every secret.

"How am I here...?" The question escaped unbidden. This was still Zev’s domain—far too near. The artifact should’ve whisked him home. Instead, he’d ended up here. His jaw clenched. "Did he do this?" He ground his teeth. "I made the right call. Escaping was the only move."

Caspian pivoted and bolted, racing toward home.

Abruptly, the breeze turned hostile.

His instincts screamed peril; his ears rang from a shrill noise battering his drums.

He glanced back on reflex, spotting a shadow lunging at him in a heartbeat.

It allowed mere moments to process before it claimed him.

"Eh...?"