The Invincible Full-Moon System Chapter 1990: Precaution and Change of Plan

Henry had commanded the enforcers to kill the soldiers.

In order to keep the secrecy of this whole situation—the soldiers transporting the other part to complete the Primordial Permit needed to be killed. That way, the information regarding what Rex was going to do would not be leaked out.

Considering where they were, this wasn’t a really surprising move.

Rex understood that if any person from High Lord Ursa’s side heard that he was about to go somewhere using the Primordial Permit to prepare—for the Purgation Duel—there would be people sent to intercept him.

The rules only stated no fighting until the Purgation Duel, so Rex wouldn’t be attacked.

But he would be blocked from going to any realm, and that would be a really big problem.

As for the enforcers, Rex believed that they had been thoroughly vetted, so he could trust them.

It was probably the reason why these enforcers aren’t particularly strong, but they were all of old age.

Veterans who had been working for Larta City for thousands of years.

Rex crossed his arms as he waited.

Henry was talking with Romana in whispers.

Strangely enough, Rex couldn’t catch a word of what they were saying. The two were only a few meters away from him, and yet he couldn’t tell what they were saying, even with his acute hearing. He couldn’t tell whose doing it was, but he had a strong suspicion.

It was probably Henry who didn’t want his conversations with Romana overheard.

Not by anyone.

Or perhaps especially not by Rex.

Soon, Henry took a couple of steps back to give Romana some space.

Romana knelt down on the ground and placed two scrolls that he took from inside his robes. He placed both scrolls on the asphalt street, closed his eyes, and then pressed three fingers against his forehead. It looked like he was doing something.

For a minute, Romana channelled immortal energy into his forehead.

Soon, the skin on his forehead cracked to a vertical slit, and it opened even wider, revealing a third eye that was a solid deep blue in color. Then, the third eye snapped to the scroll on the right. Characters of unknown origin began to be drawn on the scrolls with deep blue ink.

It was shaped like ancient letters but had a unique, long bottom that Rex had never seen on any letters.

Once the right scroll was full of letters, the third eye turned to the other scroll and did the same thing.

Rex and the others waited for a few minutes before the process finally ended.

"I’ve written the coordinates," Romana said.

"Hmm," Henry looked at them and then rubbed his chin. "Which one is to the Great Pale Court?"

"It’s this one."

"Okay."

Henry took the scroll on his right and showed it to Rex.

"What do you think, Sir Rex? Can you confirm that it’s the real coordinates?"

"Let me check."

Rex scanned the scroll with the System and gave a firm nod when it was indeed the correct coordinates.

It wasn’t a fake one out of retaliation.

Considering how mysterious Rex’s background was—Henry asked him in case he knew for certain how to check whether the coordinates were right or not. He believed it was the right coordinate, but he wasn’t that well-versed in this, so he decided to ask.

Since it was real, Henry summoned a small portal.

He took out a handgun from it, pointed the barrel at Romana, and then pulled the trigger.

Bang—!

Romana’s eyes widened.

Even as the world grew dark, he hadn’t realized that there was a hole on his forehead. His body stiffened up and then fell backward. Blood leaked out from the bullet wound on his forehead as the divinity in him escaped through his orifices.

Henry rolled the scroll in his hand and took the other scroll.

He nodded at the enforcers, and without saying a single word, they began cleaning up the corpses.

As he rolled the other scroll, his eyes fixated on the orb for a few seconds and then turned to face Rex.

A small portal appeared right above the orb of concentrated light, and a pill came out.

It plunged into the orb and then dissolved faster than the eyes could blink.

Henry’s body blocked the view of the small portal as it dropped the pill—shielding the act from every possible angle—but Rex still knew. Like always, the System kept scanning his surroundings like he was a living radar, missing nothing at all.

And he saw the notification telling him that a portal was materializing.

Then, an item fell from it, merging with the orb.

Rex smiled inwardly.

As expected, dealing with High Lord Rashal isn’t going to be simple.

Of course, Rex’s promise to High Lord Rashal—that he was going to help was more or less a lie. He was aiming for this, the Primordial Permit more than anything. The Purgation Duel, he did not care about it at all.

Rex didn’t care about High Lord Rashal’s future.

He was planning to get the Primordial Permit and then use it to grow stronger and enter Kaiser’s realm when he was ready. No need to go the extra length to help High Lord Rashal to the end, even though he was swayed to do so because of Davina and Lilliana.

Both of them showed him that he needed allies.

And out of all the people he had met, High Lord Rashal is a great candidate.

Not only is he a Transcendent Demigod, but he also held power within the Primordial Meadow.

A strong ally like that would be much needed in the future.

But the danger from needing to fight High Lord Ursa and his warriors was too much, even if he had done the preparations he had in mind. So, he was not planning to come back after he got the Primordial Permit and entered the Great Pale Court.

For Diamantona, he would wait for the Purgation Duel to end.

Hopefully at that time, Diamantona would be hurt, and Rex could take him out without a fight.

Unfortunately for him, High Lord Rashal made precaution.

He trusted Rex, but not to the point of blindness.

After all, once Rex got the Primordial Permit and left for another realm, he could simply not return to fight in the Purgation Duel. No rules addressing deserters—so the Cluster Custodian wouldn’t do much to him either.

Not to mention, he’s a Scion.

Rex could simply flash that card even if the Cluster Custodian tried to do something.

And by that time, he would hopefully coax the Goddess to side with him.

It would be game over for High Lord Rashal at that point. Rex would become untouchable.

So, High Lord Rashal would be a fool if he hadn’t taken any precautions for exactly that reason.

He could have Davina or Lilliana stay behind as a guarantee—but that would create fiction, so High Lord Rashal chose this way. He chose to tamper with the orb of condensed light in case Rex refused to return and fight in the Purgation Duel.

"Here," Henry handed the coordinates for the Great Pale Court. "Just feed this to the Primordial Permit, and it will open a portal straight to that realm. And remember—be careful in there. Don’t die. High Lord Rashal needs you."

Rex accepted the scroll and then looked at the other one. "What’s in that scroll?"

"It’s tied to High Lord Rashal’s preparations. No need for you to know, as it’s complicated."

"Alright."

Rex cast a look at Davina and Lilliana, and then nodded.

The three of them walked toward the orb.

Davina opened the box Henry had given them earlier. Inside lay a key of intricate design, bigger than her own hand, and fashioned entirely from interlocking brilliant crystals. She closed the box and placed it down.

And then he pressed the key into the orb, watching as it was slowly, silently devoured.

Each time the sphere swirling around each ring slammed into the key, sparks were created, followed by the sound of clattering glass. It wasn’t violent, but beautiful to see. And eventually, Davina ran out of space to hold and was forced to let go of the key.

Rex, on the other hand, waited until a notification appeared in his vision.

<Scanning complete!>

<Major Law of Tracking and Major Law of Portal have been embedded into the core part.>

<Notice: the user can use the Dismantling Lock of Ravrice and the Law of Misdirection to erase both Major Laws from the core part of the Primordial Permit.>

<Calculating...>

<Approximately one year.>

The key melted into the orb of condensed light, and the colors began to drain before their very eyes.

The vibrant hues that had swirled within and outside its surface dimmed, desaturated, and then vanished entirely, leaving behind a brilliant, pristine white. It was not the white of absence or surrender, but more of the flawless diamond-white.

A core of condensed purity that seemed to hum with silent power.

Rex turned, and his eyes naturally found Henry standing not too far away behind him.

And then, he nodded firmly.

To everyone else, it was a simple farewell until the day of the Purgation Duel. A polite gesture between allies who had weathered the banquet together and were now parting ways momentarily. But Henry saw it for what it was.

The nod was not goodbye.

The nod was acknowledgment.

A silent, unspoken message that only he could read.

Rex knew what he did to the Primordial Permit. Knew that he placed the Major Law of Tracking—and Portal into it. There was no judgment in Rex’s gaze. No anger. Only the calm, steady understanding of a man who recognized that the other side was deserving of power.

Or perhaps it was all Henry who anticipated Rex’s true plan.

Regardless, this solidified that High Lord Rashal deserved to be helped.

Now, there was no doubt that Rex would return for the Purgation Duel, and when he did—their alliance would be settled for good. No masks now. Just the truth, carried in a single nod. Henry breathed. It was the first easy breath he had taken in days.

A slow, quiet exhale that released the tension coiled in his chest and shoulders.

He did not smile. He did not nod back. He simply stood a little straighter as if the weight that had been weighing him down was finally lifted. High Lord Rashal, if he knew about this, would’ve done the same without a doubt.

Davina’s voice pulled Rex back.

"This thing is ready. Feed it the coordinates of the Greater Pale Court."

"We are not going to the Greater Pale Court."

"Hmm? You said it earlier."

"Yes, but we’re going to make a stop first."

Rex smiled and tucked the scroll away. Not into his pocket, but into the air itself. His hand disappeared for a fraction of a second as he accessed the System’s inventory. It stayed there for longer, and when his hand emerged, it held something else.

An hourglass with green sand inside.

It was emanating power that even made Henry and the enforcers frown.

Going to meet with Aylith is a must, but there’s still one more priority above that.

Rex’s thoughts turned to the others—his women, his pack, the empire he had built. He could not move forward until he knew they were secured. And fortunately, he had planned for this long before he ever set foot in the God Realm.

"We’re meeting with the Weaver of Time first."