From the very start, Rex could feel the different air swirling around Caraptaros.
It belonged to the Red Demon path of the demon race—a lot of them, fall under Rex's claws, including the Rastrikan Demons themselves alongside their Demon Lords. Out of all of them, two had been turned into Werewolves, and Rex did it easily.
Rex didn't know where they were and what they were doing.
But he could feel his Minor Oustification was becoming stronger with each passing day.
If he had to guess, those two Demon Lords were spreading fear out there.
Not fear of the but fear of Rex Silverstar instead.
Despite his success in dealing with the likes of Demon Lords, there was an odd feeling about Caraptaros, he could feel that he was incapable of doing anything to it. Naturally—his feeling was proven to be right, Caraptaros is unbreakable.
Created by the Demon Origin himself, Caraptaros dutifully showcased its creator's might.
Not to ntion its usefulness was impeccable.
Being able to substitute the Demonic Eye of the Demon race—and revive the killed Demons within it, a checkpoint per se, Caraptaros was easily one of if not the most important pieces one could have during a great war.
It was the reason Rex wanted to make Caraptaros one of his own.
System, was this feeling I had towards it show that I'm not at the Origin level?
Just then, a thick layer of energy manifested across Carpataros' shell, protecting its skin.
A defense chanism from the Demon Origin's fragnt, making it harder to turn Caraptaros but Rex's smile, only broadened—unfazed by the challenge, "I see now that you couldn't stay motionless anymore, that's good..."
The last ti he t with Caraptaros, it didn't respond to him no matter what he did.
Even when Rex carried it on his back, and even engraved a rune on its skin, Caraptaros didn't do a single thing and stayed in hibernation. But now, it viewed Rex as a threat, and that alone was enough to boost Rex's confidence.
He knew that he now could turn Caraptaros if he tried hard enough.
"Can you even overpower that? This hellfire is sothing else," Calidora comnted.
Upon hearing this, Rex focused back on the mont and felt the burning pain across his own body, from the gush of hellfire Caraptaros exuded. He now realized why the System, told him to get what he needed before trying to turn Caraptaros.
Rex tried to channel his water elent to encase his body and endure the hellfire.
But in an instant, the water evaporated and even caused the hellfire to burn stronger.
No normal water could protect him from this hellfire.
BOOM!
Crack!
Out of nowhere a powerful hellfire blast pushed them back again, the devastating effect was even strong enough to crack the Dwarven Kingdom's walls—shaking the entire ground in the process as well.
If any Dwarves were outside, they would undoubtedly find themselves evaporated.
"Always stay behind , this is going to get rough," Rex commanded as he prepared himself.
Calidora nodded in understanding, "Okay, protect , don't fail"
"I told you to go with the Dwarves but you insisted on being here" Rex cast her a glare.
However—she did not mind his sharp glare and bit him on the shoulder, sinking her vampiric fangs into his flesh. Seeing her doing this, Rex was confused but he was startled by another notification appearing in front of his eyes.
"Are you still going to complain about being here?" Calidora asked.
Upon hearing this, Rex clicked his tongue as he had no answer to that after the notification.
Shifting his gaze ahead, he took out an item from his inventory.
It was an item shaped like a drop of water but the size of his hand and was glistening with a beautiful blue color. Several strings of dense aquatic energy were swirling around it, each of their rotation made the item flicker and squirt cold water as pure as a mountain spring.
Naturally, this was the Conduit of Aquaheart.
Rex wasted no ti and used the cold water it produced and sared it all over his body.
Despite the raging hellfire, it was not strong enough to vaporize this water.
Not only drenching himself with that water—but he also did it to Calidora before a humming ring resounded as an aegis made of that pure water appeared in front of them, blocking the hellfire with perfect precision, not a splash of the hellfire managed to go through.
As soon as the shield appeared, Rex began advancing forward.
He also gradually turned into his Werewolf form and activated both of his King Marks.
Each step forward grew harder as Rex approached Caraptaros. Gritting his teeth, he pushed ahead—fighting against a current of hellfire that matched his strength. He had already given everything he had and was just barely able to continue ahead.
On top of that, he could feel one misstep could send him flying away.
Due to that, he moved with extra focus and care.
Finally, Rex took the last step and stood before Carptaros, who glared murderously at him.
Perhaps because he intended to turn Caraptaros—the System hadn't issued a killing intent quest, which it usually did for far less. Planting his foot strongly in the soil, Rex gripped the Conduit of Aquaheart and struck Caraptaros' head with it with a roar.
Shingg!!
Instantly, it glowed with blinding radiant blue light.
Caraptaros unleashed an ear-splitting roar as pure water enveloped its body entirely.
Moreover, its hellfire was being suppressed, vanquishing the current of flas.
Rex could rest easy now as the current disappeared, however, despite the required item that the System recomnded, another fiery blast erupted, cracking the Conduit of Aquaheart. It catches Rex off guard, but his eyes are still burning with manic determination.
He refused to fail a second ti.
Kaboom!
In an inexplicable manner, a powerful manifestation of an entity appeared above Caraptaros.
A pair of eyes that seed to contain the world's malevolence.
Upon seeing this manifestation, Caldiora gulped.
She was rarely nervous in the face of an entity of power, even Elder Nolacula wasn't able to make her nervous but in the face of this entity—she could feel her heart pounding. Calidora was able to feel the energy coming from this pair of eyes, and it was not normal energy.
Not the normal demonic energy, this energy was the Hell Void energy.
Peering from the darkness within Caraptaros was the Demon Origin's consciousness.
Rex realized the gravity of the situation clearly but not a tinge of fear gripped him.
Fear had no hold on him, even in the face of the Demon Origin.
Crash!
Just then, an imnse pressure crashed down, weighing thousands of tons on his shoulders, cracking the ground beneath him, and sending ripples coursing through the ground similar to an earthquake and splitting the ground around him.
Even the shockwave reached the Dwarven Kingdom's walls, causing part of them to explode.
Debris flew in all directions like shrapnel.
Blood began to flow from every orifice of Rex's body and the pressure was incredible, forcing his legs to the brink of collapse. As all of this happened—Calidora, watched from behind, she was shielded by Rex's energy but worry gnawed at her.
Even with both of his King Marks, he struggled against the Demon Origin's consciousness.
However, her worry turned to shock when she saw Rex grinning manically.
At the sight of this expression, a smile crept across her face, 'Right, what am I thinking...'
Rex raised his head to et the manifestation of the Demon Origin through bleeding eyes.
Instead of being fazed, he beca frantic instead.
Despite the overwhelming pressure, Rex persevered, growing more frenzied from the pain.
Calidora's heart fluttered, she couldn't avert her gaze away from the sight of Rex fighting the odds once again. She was reminded why she had fallen harder—and harder, for this man. His fighting spirit and willpower enthralled her, burning vigorously no matter the situation.
From her eyes, he looked the best and the cutest at this mont.
Oblivious to her feelings, Rex laughed with blood splattering from his mouth as he roused his bloodline, the bloodline of a Royal Black Prince. His body burst with kingly energy, creating a projection of his bloodline, an astral projection of a Werewolf as colossal as the Demon Origin above him, resembling the elental spirits of the Awakened.
ROAR!!
Unleashing a roar that echoed through the area, Rex's projection faced the Demon Origin.
An embodint of raw power.
Rex knew that in order to shatter the Demon Origin's fragnt, the System required him to at least have three King Marks. If he really wanted this to go smoothly—three King Marks, is the way but before that, he needed to try his best first.
He needs to use what was within his grasp first.
If not then where's the fun in that...?
"Let's do this, Demon!"
"Your will against mine... Let's see whose will is stronger! HAHAHAH!"
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