Chapter 993 Reactions to the Bat Wings
Kaboom!
As the question lingered inside his head, the dormant energy within his body suddenly rebelled and blasted a pale blue aura that was even able to crack the walls. Dorlus was flabbergasted at this occurrence.
Not because of the power from the Herald Mark, but the energy it contains.
He was sure now the source of this mark's power.
"Y- Yule Moon..." Dorlus uttered in absolute shock, his usual stoic countenance shattered.
It was too shocking for even his old self to handle.
Upon his realization, the Storm Prince smiled mischievously, one that would be able to make anyone shiver in their boots as he knew exactly what Dorlus was feeling, "Displeasing the Gods is quite a terrifying sin, the prince to pay for that surpasses even the relief that death could bring"
"Now, you've seen a glimpse of that" He added as his smile stretched wider.
Dorlus nodded his head in agreement, still in disbelief.
He realized the gravity of the situation almost instantly after he felt the energy within him.
Yule Moon.
Only one thing can make the Lunirich God of the Yule Moon act.
Werewolves that were born during the month of the Yule Moon are considered unfortunate.
It's an old tradition to always pity those who were born in the month of the Yule Moon, they are destined to be weaker in the long run. All of this started because these Werewolves were unable to gain their King Mark and reach the higher echelon of power.
A limitation they are born with, and none has managed to break this curse.
Not a single Werewolf in history.
Every single Werewolf knows that the Lunirich God of the Yule Moon has a special place.
Within the pantheon of the Gods, the Lunirich God of the Yule Moon is not the strongest like the Super Moon or the weakest like the Harvest Moon, but he possesses the natural power to counter the other Gods.
Similar to his power that was able to erase any Werewolf from existence, he's unique.
Due to that, he became the overseer of the Gods.
His task is to keep the balance.
Because of that very reason, his power has never been bestowed on a Werewolf in the form of King Mark. Not a single Werewolf has achieved his power. But at this very moment, Dorlus found that the Storm Prince had bestowed him a Herald Mark.
A Herald Mark that belongs to the Yule Moon which grants him power, unique to anyone else.
It was proof that the Storm Prince had been graced by the Yule Moon's power.
Now he understands why he felt immense fear that night.
Turns out, the Lunirich God of the Yule Moon was the one who visited that night.
Since the Yule Moon's power is to disintegrate any Werewolf that traverses under its light, it develops a natural fearful instinct deep inside the Werewolves' bodies. Dorlus was scared of him because of that, the fear of being erased.
Meeting a Godly entity, the feeling of reverence should be the one present.
But this Lunirich God gave off a different vibe completely.
"I don't know how this happened, considering I already have the Storm Moon, but something is going on in the pantheon of Gods. But it seems some of the Lunirich Gods were due for punishment. Dorlus, I am going to relay the sacred task to you. Bring the Betas, no matter how much you need, and go to this location"
Upon saying that, the Storm Prince tapped his index finger on Dorlus' forehead.
He instills his mind with information.
Dorlus deciphered the information and instantly knew the destination.
A frown appeared on his face when he realized the destination, however, that didn't last long.
"What do you want me to do? I'll follow your order" He asked firmly.
Clasping both hands behind his back, the Storm Prince answered, "Killing her is impossible for you, so it's not that. But there will be a group that will come there, that damn new era pack. I want you to kill them and let no one live. You are a pseudo-tenth-rank realm, I expect no failure from you"
Not even hesitation, Dorlus falls to one knee with reverence, "I will not fail you"
After getting his task, he quickly left with hurried steps.
Still standing in the hallway, the Storm Prince lay quiet for a moment before he flicked his fingers, summoning yet another Werewolf. Compared to the others, she has a way slimmer stature and curves, showing that she's a female.
Tara, that is her name, the Female Alpha of the Storm Prince's pack, the Galecrown Stalkers.
"You call for me?" She asked with her head down.
Glancing at her, the Storm Prince nodded and commanded, "Bring all the captured humans and kidnap more humans as much as possible. I will be waiting at the city square, and also, don't forget to call an Enchanter"
Upon hearing this command, Tara raised her gaze in surprise.
It was a specific command that could only point at one thing, and she was excited about it.
"Have you reached it already?" She asked again, her tone vibrant.
A spark of elation could be seen in the Storm Prince's eyes as he grinned, "I've surpassed him, and now, we can do the forbidden ritual for ourselves. So, yes, I already reached the optimal state. Go and get what I asked, I'm going to perform a mass transformation to bolster our strength and catch up to the other races..."
...
Meanwhile, Mavenna leads Viscardi and Nezera back to the castle.
But upon getting there, she quickly turned towards the two of them with a stern expression.
"Wait here, don't follow me. I am going to call for Calidora and inform her that you two have come to meet with her" Mavenna said, her tone irrefutable, showing the two that she really meant what she said.
It feels odd for the two of them to be treated like this.
Mavenna is a Demoness, and they are currently within the Vampire's territory.
So the fact that the two were treated like a guest inside Calidora's castle while Mavenna was akin to a host didn't settle for them. However, despite their reluctance, they decided that it would be better to wait before causing trouble.
Both already sensed Calidora's aura.
Her aura was still present and strong, so they could rest easy as she was not in danger.
Along the way to the courtyard, she was hoping that the two somehow already completed their meditation. 'Sir Rex might not have a good relationship with the Vampires, as he was a Werewolf himself, so it's better to take the safer route'
Due to uncertainty, Mavenna decided she would not mention anything about Rex being here.
Cursed energy was surrounding his presence, so his aura was undetectable.
Upon reaching the courtyard, her expression sank as Rex and Calidora were still fixed on the same meditative position, with no sign of moving. Biting her lower lip, she heads over to the left, intending to wake Calidora up.
Out of the two, interrupting her would be less risky.
Shaking her body a bit, Mavenna called her, "Calidora, your mother is here to see you"
Mavenna tried waking her up a couple of times to no avail.
Each time she failed, she became more uneasy by the second as Viscardi and Nezera would probably be searching for her if she didn't come back soon. True enough, the duo came and walked into the courtyard with a steady walk.
Both completely disregard Mavenna's warning.
Glancing over her shoulder, Mavenna's expression stiffened as the two viewed the space.
Viscardi and Nezera locked their eyes on Calidora before eventually Rex.
A surprising sight instantly greeted them as soon as they entered the courtyard, they were greeted by the sight of Rex and Calidora deep in meditation, ensconced in the swirling hue of cursed energy.
However, Nezera's gaze honed in on a peculiar detail.
Squinting her eyes, she saw small, bat-like wings protruding near Calidora's waist.
Upon seeing this detail on top of the otherworldly glow that Calidora's body emitted under the shade of the Blood Bunya, Nezera's heart dropped to her stomach as she gasped in utter shock, not expecting to see this at all.
"No... It can't be..." She mused, her eyes began to swell and tear up.
Likewise, Viscardi frowned when he looked at Calidora, but when his eyes landed on the bat-like wings, his eyes instantly bulged and the blood energy that was lying dormant inside his body exploded like a tidal wave.
Instantly, his normal expression contorted into a hideous one.
Mavenna who saw their reaction couldn't help but smile wryly, somewhat expecting this.
'Yeah... There was the fact that Rex is here, and there's that. I was hoping that Calidora would at least consult her mother, but it seemed she didn't judging from Nezera's strong reaction' She pondered, shaking her head at Calidora's reckless behavior.
But then again, from the way she talked, it was obvious that she did what she wanted to do.
Nobody is going to stop her from doing it.
Pausing for a brief moment, Viscardi turned his gaze and saw Nezera breaking down in tears.
Judging from this reaction alone shows that she was not aware of this.
Seeing the clearer picture, the anger burning within him quickly reached the breaking point.
Viscardi's murderous eyes glared at Rex, meditating at the center of the courtyard, before he quickly made a blood dash towards him. In addition, as he dashed, there was this weird black pattern emerging that was shaped like a plus sign with sharp points in his pupils.
It was the Vampiric Eyes of Magnification, able to boost blood attacks' potency by 5 to 10x.
Following that, his claws blaze with violent blood energy.
Thrusting his claws like a spear, Viscardi aimed for the kill, aiming at Rex's defenseless neck.
Swoosh!
Splash!
Out of nowhere, Viscardi widened his eyes when he saw Mavenna blocked his attack.
Knowing that the attack would be a devastating one, she sprouted her beautiful, yet durable pink wings to block the thrust. She then peeked from behind her wings and asked, "Don't do this, you have to understand that it was Cali—"
Before she could finish, Viscardi had already done another swipe with his other hand.
It broke Mavenna's guard due to how powerful his attack was.
Exposed to a frontal attack, Mavenna gritted her teeth before her stomach got hit by a kick, hurtling her backward still on her feet before slamming to the wall with a loud crash, there was nothing that would stand between Viscardi and Rex now.
"Your sinful act will be paid with blood, Werewolf!" Viscardi shouted.
Pulling his arm backward, he did another thrust but this time, it was amplified with a skill.
"Black Blood Magic, Vlad's Impale!"
Swoosh!
Compared to the attack he did to Mavenna, this one was multiple times stronger as even the white sphere in the sky reacted to his power. He puts everything he has into this attack, eyes drowned in bloodlust as if Rex was the one who killed his parents.
However, the trajectory of his attack paused in the middle.
Viscardi was aghast as there seemed to be someone holding his wrist, and despite his tries, there didn't seem to be any way he could break free from this grip. He tried it a couple of times but ended in a total failure.
He couldn't move his right arm at all!
Mavenna who was about to head back paused when she saw this scenario.
Immediately after that, the surroundings turned chilly.
Soon, the onlookers realized that the one who blocked Viscardi's assault was none other than the translucent entity that Mavenna had seen earlier, the Countess of the Dark Lunirich herself was the one who blocked that attack.
"W- What in the Origin's name...?" Viscardi mused in utter surprise.
Little by little, the Countess' appearance started to appear which shocked everyone.
Even Viscardi who was fueled with bloodlust had his expression drained from all colors, he needed to look up to even see the Countess, and he was both mesmerized and horrified at what he was seeing.
Nobody needs to notify him that the Countess is a Goddess.
"Your attack in a fit of anger is a great offense, mortal... and I do not appreciate it"
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