A sense of craze can be seen in both Rex's eyes, taunting the Elders sitting in the room.
Stronger people no matter who they are has an innate pride that is associated with them naturally, these Elders surely have that pride inside of them, and would surely not accept Rex's stance of taking the Executor himself.
It was more than a proposition, the fact that he declared it is a mock to the Elders.
"Maybe you need to tone down your arrogance, Royal Black Prince. Don't associate your view on the likes of Supernaturals that you know with us, this is your first and last warning" Elder Nolacula said with a clenched jaw.
None of them know the full story of Rex's fight against the Supernatural races.
But seeing that Rex brazenly walked inside with big confidence and talk big in front of the Elders shows that the newer generations, the likes of Baralt, Solomon, and Saruth didn't do well against him.
"Arrogance? It's fine if I can prove it, right?" Rex replied with a nasty grin.
Playing with his feet that are on top of the round table, disrespecting the Elders sitting in this room, Rex's eyes then glowed red before his King Mark appeared on his forehead, imbuing his seat with his kingly energy.
Swoosh!
Naturally, the seat he was sitting on was dyed with the blood moon energy.
At the top of the high seat he was sitting on, a sigil appeared in the shape of a crescent blood moon, casting a scarlet mist over his high seat that is heavy with the aroma of blood and the serenity of the moon.
"If he's able to reach here, then he's a Supernatural" Rancaladra suddenly chid in.
Upon hearing this Rex turns his head towards Rancaladra, a burly figure that has parts of his face covered with blue scales. It was then his eyes glowed, using the system to scan this figure that supported him.
Race: Heavenly Pri Dragonman
Power: Seventh Rank(Peak) - Celestial Stars
ntal: 4,500
Strength: 31,000
Agility: 19,200
Endurance: 27,300
Intelligence: 0
Upon seeing Rancaladra's stats, Rex frown as the stats are higher than his.
It's safe to say that before the First Breath happened, this Heavenly Pri Dragonman is as strong if not stronger than Rex. 'So he's the one that I sensed earlier, his scorching aura is the cause of it' he thought with a nod to his head.
To think such an entity exist is quite worrying for Rex.
"No, the Passue is not the judgnt of who is a Supernatural and who is not. We are the judge for that, and I don't acknowledge him as a Supernatural, even for a second" Elder Noskear added, her eyes flickered with death energy.
Glancing over to the other side, Rex finds an Undead, monstrous in appearance.
Despite having seen his fair share of Undeads throughout his journey, and even fighting them, he hasn't seen anyone more monstrous than this Undead who is staring at him with an unsettling intensity. She has decayed skin, not so far gone that it was gnarled and twisted, but sunken tightly against her bones.
Above her head was a crown of countless horns, so sort of artifact of power.
Clad in a black robe decorated with nurous antics and deathly pendants, there was no doubt that this Undead is so sort of a Lich that is also turned into a Death Knight, heightening her power higher.
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