The Invincible Full-Moon System

In my early days, I knew I couldn't achieve what I desired the most.

It was impossible and many would agree.

Killing a Werewolf was beyond me, I'm only a Human.

No normal human has ever done that, I knew the hardships in achieving that would be painful and dangerous. But even so—I still tried, I still aspired to one day have enough strength to kill a Werewolf.

Despite knowing the chances are low, I still sail through the sea of pain and suffering.

To keep my mind from breaking, I persevered.

A willpower of steel forged from countless impediments, a lifetime of effort to be in the exact place and at the right time to fire the killing bullet. Today, my bullet has been at the right time multiple times, striking down the impossible, long from achieving my revenge.

Now the impediment to reaching what I desired is Gods, barring the way with divine powers.

I never once thought the impediments would transcend mortals.

But with what I've been through, is that a problem? Is it impossible?

I've broken the impossible several times already, what's stopping me from doing it again?

To protect, my bullet, my claws—will reach beyond the night sky.

...

In the realm of a void, five deities could be seen floating with shock plastered on their faces.

Disbelief washed over and drowned them in a choking silence.

None of them believed what they had witnessed—throughout eons from their ascension—to Godhood, this was the first time a mortal surprised them to this degree. Within their realm, a realm created and concentrated with their celestial energy, a mortal escaped their grasp.

Even Gods would have trouble doing what the mortal did.

Five of the entire pantheon of Lunirich Gods were present, but the mortal still escaped.

"How did this occur...? What kind of mortal is he?" the Violet Moon Goddess mused.

Her tonality was dripping with thick aspects of disbelief and shock.

Recovering from her trance—the Honey Moon Goddess, glanced over at the Yule Moon God, her expression was that of slight worry, "He said he has the support of a being stronger than Gods..."

"Nonsense, there is no such thing," Kaiser retorted, refusing that impossible idea.

But the Honey Moon Goddess persists, "What if it's true? We can't offend that kind of being!"

"No, it must be true, that mortal wouldn't be able to escape us if it was false," She added.

Upon hearing this, the other Gods were silent.

No matter how ridiculous the thought of something stronger than Gods was, the fact that the mortal escaped was proof enough, "He is not lying but he is not right either," Out of nowhere, the Yule Moon God, intervened. "Don't be riled up by a mere mortal, at worst—he was helped by another God other than Nivellen"

"What are we going to do? He will come at us" the Violet Moon Goddess inquired.

If another God was involved then killing the mortal would be tricky.

Everyone seemed to agree with that except for one.

"I'll kill him, the Storm Avatar's flesh is still under my control," the Yule Moon God said firmly.

However, this troubled the Honey Moon Goddess, "What would we do—if we offend the God, behind him? Morvus is still unprepared to replace Nivellen's position fully, we are weak, going against another God right now would be bad"

"I read his mind, his fear for his life was real," the Yule Moon, instantly replied—looking ahead at the spot where the mortal disappeared. "the God behind him is complicated as are we and there's a big chance killing, that mortal wouldn't evoke any consequences. If I have to guess, the circumstances earlier displeased the God behind him"

The Honey Moon Goddess' eyes widened slightly, "Do you mean..."

"It's doing this for entertainment," Kaiser frowned grimly.

Since the mortal was pulled into their realm—there was basically no chance for the mortal to win thus the God teleported him away, "It's not fun to watch if we killed that mortal easily—it wanted us to kill it where that mortal had a chance" He added

Listening to this attentively, the Violet Moon Goddess squinted, "So it's true then,"

"the entity behind him is one of the old Gods, boredom is their identical trait" She added.

Upon hearing the conclusion—of this discussion, the Yule Moon God's eyes squinted, "So we still have a chance. I don't know who the God behind that mortal was but we'll play his game, we'll definitely pay this back when we regain our strength. I'll come back down and end this"

"Go quickly, he'd destroy the avatar if we wait too long," the Honey Moon Goddess urged.

Checking the situation, the Yule Moon God shook his head, "He's waiting, the arrogance..."

"Don't fail, Yulthar" Kaiser said with a strong tone.

From the side, the Violet Moon Goddess also nodded, "We've attacked that mortal once, and you already came down to the mortal realm and gave the Storm Avatar your King Mark—now you take control over the Storm Avatar's body, this is our third chance—and also our last one before the law prohibits us from meddling with mortals for a long time"

"Even if you lose, keep that mortal in the dark about this," She added.

At least if they lose, the mortal would still be wary of them if he didn't know about this.

But the Honey Moon Goddess then chimed, "Nivellen might've told him already,"

"No, she knew that we only had two chances but we've grown stronger and were able to aim at that mortal, for the third time. She doesn't know how many chances we have now, she will not tell that mortal because she's not certain," the Violet Moon Goddess explained.

It has been some time since Nivellen was banished.

She was cut off from their collective might and was left in the dark because of that.

Compared to them right now, she was barely a threat, barely a Goddess.

Hearing this, the Yule Moon God, Yulthar scoffed, "I'm not going to lose to a mere mortal"

Upon saying that—a surge of celestial energy burst from his body in the form of blue smoke, piercing the void and disappearing from the place. He then swept his gaze to the others and said, "Leave my home, I will announce my triumph when it's done"

Nodding their heads, one by one, the other Lunirich Gods disappeared.

All of them went back to their respective realms.

One who was the last one to leave was the Honey Moon Goddess.

"Yulthar, find the Great Luna's remains before you kill that mortal. Her presence is needed to keep harmony for our servants, losing her remains, is not an option. I'm sure you understand, our situation is difficult and power is what we need" She said, her voice slightly trembling.

Remembering what that mortal said to her, she worries that he might do something bad.

Such as destroying the Great Luna's remains.

Only after saying that did the Honey Moon Goddess dissipate and exit the realm.

Swoosh!

In an instant, Yulthar, recreated his realm again, the Graveyard Dunes of Eternity—before he went to sit on his throne once again. He summoned back his lance and leaned back, despite his consciousness, his other consciousness was going back to the mortal realm at the exact same time.

...

Meanwhile, back to the battlefield.

Yulthar returned back to Prince Leif's fleshy body and looked around.

Just like when he left it, the battlefield was still the same—with the legion of Werewolves on their knees, and the Silverstar Pack pressed to the ground. But he did notice that one was a lot closer than he remembered.

Considering the weight of his presence, he was surprised that one was able to move.

Kyran was a lot closer, meters away, but he was planted deep into the earth now.

Aside from that, Yulthar turned and realized that Rex was not within his grasp anymore.

"So this is it, the height of our battle—and also, your last chance to defeat me," Suddenly, a voice reverberated through the air—and seeped into Yulthar's ears. He turned around—and found Rex sitting on a rock made entirely of lunar mana, leaning his body forward with both of his elbows resting on his thighs. "Defeating a God, now that's unexpected..."

Upon hearing this, Yulthar frowned, "You knew?"

"Hmm..." Rex smirked devilishly. "Why else would I let you fight me here fair and square?"

"I was simply pitying you, I could've ripped that vessel of yours apart but I didn't," He added.

Listening to this, Yulthar had no change in expression but the words struck him greatly inside—the arrogance of a mere mortal was making him fume with anger. "But I am a magnanimous person, asked my people and you'll know I'm telling the truth. Because of that, I'll give you an offer to bend your knees and apologize for your mistakes"

"Mortal, what would that even achieve...?" Yulthat asked, his expression contorted grimly.

A wave of murderous intent exploded outwards, so potent it stained the entire battlefield in a blood-red hue—as if the creator of the world painted the world itself. The air thickened, filled with the sheer weight of countless slain souls—billions, trillions, perhaps even more.

But even though he was the target of this murderous intent, Rex's lips remained smiling.

"I would still rip your vessel apart but at least I will do it in a dignified manner," He replied, his tonality still reeking of arrogance. "to save you from complete humiliation that's all. I'm not so dense to not realize these people worshipped you as their God, it would be hard—on them if their supposed God lose badly"

Kaboom!!

Suddenly, the sky split open as a beam came crashing down from the gleaming Honey Moon.

It tore a crack in the dimension despite the world's awakening.

Everyone including the Silverstar Pack looked up in awe—as the energy emanated from this otherworldly beam was incomprehensible. Not even the battle earlier came close to this—it was truly the works of a God.

Yulthar had enough of the God-like arrogance Rex had.

Swish!

A humming white lance could be seen left behind, by the beam—stabbing the ground right in front of him, a celestial weapon that he summoned from his realm, yet almost another breach of the law.

"Regardless of the God supporting you, there is a limit to how much help you can attain," In a fierce manner, Yulthar grabbed the white lance—with his hand. Almost instantly, the celestial energy within the lance surged into his body, forming robust white armor.

It turned out the lance was not a simple lance, it was complete equipment for battle.

Not only a weapon but also a set of armor.

Upon being covered by the armor completely, Yulthar's aura instantly spiked stronger.

Crack!

Slowly but kept on expanding, the ground around him cracked—further destroying the worn-out battlefield relentlessly. On the other hand, Rex watched this, and stood up, he was not in the least scared of this display of godly power.

"I made a deal with the Countess and I now bear the weight of her trust," Rex said lightly. "At this moment, what she wanted and what I wanted was aligned. She wanted your destruction—and I wanted the same. As a magnanimous person, as I said, I can't get back on my words, can I?"

Kaboom!!

Rex's eyes burned with extraordinary power, battling the surge coming from Yulthar evenly.

"And thus, I will show you what a mortal is capable of!" He exclaimed crazily.

Just like back when he killed the Fifthborn, the feeling he felt now was the exact same.

And for him back then, the Fifthborn was nothing but a stepping stone for him.

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Upon realizing this, Rex's eyes glistened maniacally as he laughed like a lunatic.

"Then that means this God before me was a mere flicker in my path! It wasn't worth as much as a stepping stone!" He burst into a series of maniacal laughter—his eyes wide with a crazy light. "You understand that, Yule Moon God?! For the God behind me—you're only a footnote in my inevitable rise!!"

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