Chapter 1291 Faring against a God (2)
Shock was plastered across Yulthar's face.
He had constantly kept up with Rex's mind—allowing him to predict the move, Rex was going to make before it even happened. Reading a mortal's mind was one of his forte, it was one of the abilities he retained despite within the body of an avatar.
A flawless ability, and coupled with his celestial sense, nothing should be overlooked.
But the attack Rex did earlier was unpredictable, and he got hit by it.
Yulthar staggered to the side in utter shock—he reached his hand towards his face, feeling a burn on it which made his body stiffen. Sharply, he turned to look at Rex and was greeted by a haunting smirk.
In a pompous manner, Rex tapped his chin, "What was it again...? Oh!"
"You're a God, you could do many things far beyond my puny mind. But I guess it was not too far and beyond, as you thought it would be" He added, mocking the God in mortal flesh—one of his tricks to make the battle easier by angering his opponent.
From the looks of it, the oldest trick in the book was working smoothly.
Kaboom!
Rex was propelled backward when Yulthar's aura exploded like a roaring dragon.
He landed a distance away and raised his gaze.
Playing around enough, Yulthar erupted with raw, blue energy, its force like a raging tempest.
It swirled violently around him—crackling with uncontrolled power—that fused into countless blades. Each surge lashed out at the surroundings, sparking like lightning, tearing the ground with its might—leaving deep cuts.
Looking at Rex firmly with a chilling gaze, Yulthar began to levitate off of the ground slowly.
His celestial energy gradually became stronger, making breathing hard.
Crack!!
A powerful shockwave rippled from his King Mark, and Rex's eyes narrowed when he saw a weird sight happening on Yulthar's King Mark. Initially, Rex thought that it was changing but in reality, the center of his forehead was splitting apart.
Underneath the King Mark was a malevolent blue eye.
It moved left and right, up and down weirdly before fixing its gaze on Rex.
Swoosh!
<Notice: the user is inflicted by the Moonlight Devourer skill!>
<All of the user's moon-related abilities would be weakened by 70%>
Seeing the notifications, Rex gritted his teeth as 70% was a massive percentage.
He looked down at his claws and found their blood tips were melting rapidly from the effect.
Even an Origin-rank moon ability was no exception for this weakening effect.
70%? My other powers would be better for this battle.
Just as he thought of that, he refocused back when Yulthar made his move.
Clutching the white lance with both hands—he channeled his kingly energy and caused his King Mark to emanate an otherworldly glow. The blood behind his eyes then glistened, as a whisper escaped his mouth, "Crown of the Hurricanes Dome..."
Swoosh!
A cold wind suddenly blew hard in one direction as the clouds above began to swirl.
Bearing a godly grace, Yulthar manipulated the sky in a dozen-mile radius.
Rex looked upwards and saw a hurricane began to churn violently, cracks of lightning could be seen threading through its darkened clouds. It came without warning, suddenly and also mercilessly, changing the tide of the wind.
In an attempt to stop this foreboding change, Rex raised his hand and gathered his power.
He specifically gathered his spirit energy, attempting to clear the bad weather.
As he did that, however, he immediately felt his spirit core throbbed.
[That's reckless, you fool! Overpowering a God's manipulation is plain foolish!]
Devo exclaimed in Rex's mind, cursing him for attempting the impossible.
Upon hearing this, Rex, who was clutching his chest clicked his tongue, "It's worth a try,"
Swoosh!!
Undeterred by the attempt, the darkened clouds, began descending—like a vengeful force, it came down to the ground like a blanket. Scanning his eyes around, the kingly-energy infused clouds formed a colossal spherical cage, sealing off any hope of escape.
Winds howled viciously, drumming the eardrums.
So strong that the weaker ones nearby were dragged into the hurricane's eye.
Alongside them were the remains of the dead.
Rex sharply turned to the side when he heard a familiar voice in peril, he saw the others were holding on desperately by puncturing their claws, into the ground as holds. As the chaos was on full display, tornadoes spiraled down, adding to the mayhem.
Chanting his favorite spell, Rex summoned black lightning tentacles.
He controlled them to wrap around the others, helping them sustain the pull of the hurricane.
Upon doing this, Rex grunted heavily.
It's harder to control any energy here, felt like it was ten times heavier.
Even lifting the black lightning tentacles forced Rex to use all of his focus, it was too heavy.
Gritting his teeth, he immediately retaliated, "Countess, I'm sorry for this. Rraarggh-!"
"Moon Ability, Night of the Full Moon Dome!" He shouted, exerting his might.
Swoosh!
Darkness reaches out of Rex's body instantly, after the chant, it was fueled by the banished dark moon kingly energy, so dense that he needed to apologize to the Countess in advance—this would definitely strain the Countess hard.
Pushing outwards, the darkness didn't clash with the hurricanes and everything it brought.
It stretched outwards seamlessly, making the entire place darker than normal.
As if the world's brightness was set lower.
On the other hand, Princess Selene was right at the edge of this hurricane enclosure, there was an evident shock, on her face. She came here to help Prince Leif, but stopped, "I came here to fight for the Werewolves' pride, to fight the Royal Black Prince—for obliterating, our sacred ground but this... this is no longer our fight,"
Looking at the spectacle in front, it was clear that this was no longer her fight.
She knew Prince Leif was possessed, and the one fighting was none other than her God.
Certainly, it was the Lunirich God of the Yule Moon.
As a servant under the Lunirich God, she was supposed to help, but seeing her legions were obliterated and the Yule Moon God spared not a glance, she was hurt. In addition, from their exchange, it was clear that this battle was not about the Bloodstone Crater anymore.
Looking down grimly, she leaped away, her presence becoming faint.
Back to the battle, Rex nodded as he could feel his strength coming back to him.
Gazing up at the heart of the hurricane, Yulthar who was floating with both arms stretched to both sides, commanding the storm—Rex squatted down and charged his kingly energy, deep red and black could be seen swirling across his body.
Swoosh!
Rex's legs bulged with muscle as he leaped skyward.
He cut through the thickened air that weighed him down and soared above Yulthar, his claws outstretched—channeling an ability, long dormant—the Unholy Claws of the Reaper. With his Original Blood Physique moon ability, still coursing through him, his origin energy was robust, his elongated reddish caws burning with enhanced energy.
Pulling nothing back, he made a savage downward slash, aiming for the kill.
As Rex's burning claws cleaved through the air, Yulthar stood motionless.
He was not even looking at Rex, his eyes were staring straight ahead.
Inches before impact, Rex felt resistance, his claws struck, what felt like solid rock, sending tremors up his arm and sharp pain through his bones. The left side of Yulthar's body turned rock-solid, transforming into a moonstone-like statue that effortlessly dispersed the attack.
At that moment, Yulthar's third eye swiveled toward Rex.
Before he could react, a beam of pure Yule Moon energy, seared through the air, striking his stomach, "Gaarghkk!" the force of the blast slammed him back to the ground, pain radiating from the scorched wound.
Not idling any longer, Rex twisted his body, freeing himself—and rolled to the side.
He stopped the rolling momentum and saw the beam was heading at him still.
Rex immediately activates the Primordial Step skill, he gains an incredible boost—and circled Yulthar, moving like a blur. Glancing down at his charred stomach, he realized the wound was not healing—his regeneration was powerless against it.
Tch! I need to avoid the attack from that third eye.
Even then, Rex also realized another effect of the Original Blood Physique ability.
He was cut but there was no blood coming out.
As long as the wound was not a piercing injury that penetrated through him, his blood would not be spilled, thus he would not lose strength, from blood loss. Assuming Yulthar—had read his mind again, Rex devised a plan.
Devo, Amanir! Do it again!
[Alright, I'll sing loudly again!]
[I can't believe we're fighting a God, and we're able to trick it through this...]
Earlier, Rex had landed a blow on Yulthar, and it wasn't possible without the help of Devo and also Amanir. Since they were technically three different people, with three different minds—it was hard for Yulthar to keep track of all three.
Two minds could act as a smokescreen to bypass Yulthar's mind-reading ability.
Rex filled his own thoughts with false intentions, Amanir would sing rubbish, and Devo would be the one focusing the attack. Of course, Rex and Devo's roles would be interchangeable, it would confuse Yulthar more that way.
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Blitz!
In preparation, Rex chanted the Symbol of Lightning spell, enhancing his abilities.
Following that, he leaped toward Yulthar once more—following him from behind were dozens of black lightning tentacles. In the next instant, a violent clash ensued. Yulthar stood firm, his Godly presence unshaken, while Rex flashed like a bolt of lightning.
He struck and disappeared with incredible speed, his every movement aimed to kill.
Each clash echoed across the place, the swarm of black lightning—crashing against Yulthar's unyielding defense, impenetrable. As he struck and was blocked again, Rex, in mid-air looked at Yulthar with a narrowed gaze.
System, how long until the scan is complete?
<Ability scan: 17%/100%>
Upon seeing this, Rex frowned as the pace of the scan was too slow.
He wanted to scan Yulthar's defensive ability but it seemed he would need to rely on himself.
From his observation, Yulthar's body always turned into a moonstone whenever his attacks were about to strike. And if that happened, his attacks would be nullified regardless of how much strength he put into it.
But he did notice only the part that was about to hit turned into a moonstone.
If he could fake an attack and attack from the opposite direction, it would hit.
The problem with that is he learned from his mistake, he wouldn't fall for the same trick.
Not to mention, the third eye on Yulthar's forehead, tracked Rex—effortlessly, no matter how fast he was moving. It was as if Yulthar had no weakness, no blind spots. When Rex attacked from behind, it proved futile too.
Yulthar could simply harden his back into moonstone if Rex was nowhere to be seen.
Determined to find a flaw, Rex charged his fists with the Brutal Impulse ability.
Kaboom!!
Kaboom!
Relentlessly, Rex pummeled Yulthar with a series of Brutal Impulses, each hit created a flash, followed by a roaring beam capable of obliterating anything in its path. But to Rex's shock—it was still nullified.
Even the brutal Impulse, Rex's strongest attack, was repelled effortlessly.
Blitz!
Just as Rex was about to try again, Yulthar vanished in a flash of lightning.
Because of that, Rex's fists hit nothing but air.
Recovering from his missed attack, he scanned the area as flashes of lightning could be seen flickering through the hurricanes. I couldn't sense his presence too, his celestial energy—was beyond my senses. It is either I track him with my eyes, or make him fear me so that he emits a bleak energy, but the latter was impossible.
Blitz!
Coming from the side, Rex's pupils caught a bolt streaking toward him.
It was Yulthar, hurtling through the storm with his white lance aimed to strike.
Rex barely dodged, the lance grazing his cheek, but Yulthar had already vanished again way before he was able, to counter-attack. The speed was blinding, even with Rex's powers, and the air crackled with his relentless pursuit.
Suddenly, Rex felt a surge of danger behind him.
He spun around just in time to see Yulthar's white lance, aimed straight at his heart.
Splash!!
A forceful grunt escaped Rex's mouth, as the weapon pierced through his chest, but he was able to direct it an inch to avoid his heart, and his iron grip locked onto the lance, stopping it from going deeper regardless of the searing pain of its energy.
Pain surged through him, but he held fast.
Swish!!
In a seamless assault, Yulthar's third eye glowed, preparing to obliterate Rex with his beam.
But at that moment—someone grabbed him by the chin from behind, and pulled his head up, causing the beam to miss and pierced the sky instead. Yulthar was shocked, he sensed not a single presence lurking towards him.
At the sight of this, Rex cackled "You're a God and I'm only a puny mortal,"
"Don't think I'm going to play fair, I'm not alone"