NOVGO.NET Chapter 1756: Losing Temper
Chapter 1756: Losing Temper
Rex could already see it from the start.
He already scanned Stelios’ stats and scanned through its content.
…
<Stelios (Double-Body)>
Status: Reverent.
Race: Archangel
Power: Eternal Spirit 1 (Third Circle) — Decree of Knives
Soul Artifact: –
Echo: –
Law: ???
Spiritual Points: 11,750,000 (+3,000,000)
Strength: 10, 115,500 (+10,000,000)
Agility: 8,900,000 (+8,500,000)
Endurance: 9,450,000 (+20,000,000)
…
From his status window, it was clear that there was something odd about his method of crossing to this realm. It was stated by the System that he has a double body, which should mean his body was enhanced when he arrived in this realm.
Empress Morgana.
No doubt about it; this was her doing.
It was especially so when he had no Soul Artifact or Echo, but had a Law.
A Law can only be attained when one’s Soul Artifact reaches a specific maturity and rank, depending on the kind of Law that their bodies contain. Stelios, possessing a Law without a Soul Artifact, meant he adopted an unnatural path.
One that elevated him to be equivalent to Rex in terms of power.
Stelios, with the help of Empress Morgana, could certainly make a stronger body.
Perhaps a Master Eternal Spirit or even a Divine Spirit is still within their capabilities.
And the only reason he didn’t was because of arrogance.
For a Werewolf Hunter, possessing power near the Werewolf should be more than enough.
Anything above that would only be ridiculing himself and also make the last hunt disingenuous.
Regardless, the fact that Stelios also has the power of Law didn’t come as a surprise.
Swoosh!
Rex blasted forward, covering the distance between them faster than the blink of an eye, already cocking his right arm back to slash. It wasn’t empowered by a Spirit Genesis, a raw slash that burned with the intense fervor of voidal energy.
His claws rend through the air, leaving behind energy scars wherever they go.
And upon impact, Stelios was hurled violently to the other side.
Boom!
Stelios twisted into the air, wings snapping wide as he beat them hard—launching himself skyward and slipping past Rex’s follow-up strike with ease. He reappeared above, the sun blazing behind him, turning his entire form into a stark, black silhouette.
A growl escaped Rex’s mouth, glaring at Stelios above as he plummeted back down.
Rage surged inside his chest as, throughout the battle, Stelios kept overusing the fact that he was able to fly while Rex was not. Not to mention, every single time they clashed, he kept trying to be above Rex, and it was clear why that.
Pompous arrogance that boiled Rex’s blood hotter.
But even so, Rex’s eyes narrowed at the panel bar right above Stelios.
<Energy Points: 880,000 / 1,000,000>
From their exchange, the barrier’s durability dropped more than a hundred thousand.
It was a lot, but still not enough.
However, that last attack earlier dropped the energy points by 20,000 points—the most serious damage he ever did.
“Major Law of Radiance.”
Rex’s sensitive ears caught the whisper that slipped from Stelios’ mouth.
It was very light, but he caught it.
He blinked and focused on Stelios again, expecting something to happen.
Law power cannot be perceived as easily as Spirit Genesis or any force between them, but it should be able to be felt by the target. Rex, being the one marked by it, should’ve felt something—anything. But nothing shifted.
Not a flicker, not a whisper of change.
Stelios looked the same. The sky remained the same. And his body felt the same.
But that was only in the beginning.
“It belonged to the First Light,” Stelios’ voice resounded, loud enough to reach Rex. “How was it?”
Rex didn’t know what Stelios was talking about.
He only raised his arm and covered his face, feeling the light more glaring than before.
It was harsher, like looking up to the sky while he was in a wasteland desert.
<Notice: the user is being affected by the Major Law of Radiance!>
<Sensitivity to sunlight or light in general is gradually being amplified.>
Rex’s pupil dilated as he tried looking at Stelios, only to find his vision becoming blurrier and blurrier the harder he tried to focus. And Stelios’ face—it became an orb of light, and his wings became something painful to look at.
Seeing him right now stings.
And then his body was hit next.
<While being exposed to the sunlight or any light in general, the user will experience exhaustion.>
A sudden tiredness assaulted his body.
His stamina in his Werewolf form was normally bottomless—yet under the harsh blaze of the sun, a stubborn ceiling pressed down on him—one he couldn’t break through. The sudden limitation felt alien. It had been ages since he’d experienced genuine fatigue, the kind that did not come from blood loss—or grievous wounds.
It was hard, Rex would give him that.
But it wasn’t enough to stop him.
“Fighting me during the day, emotional impairment, pure enchanted silver, and now this?” Rex cackled mockingly—tongue jutting out as he looked up at Stelios. “A Werewolf Hunter should be efficient with their hunt, but you… You’re scared of me, aren’t you?”
Stelios’ eyes narrowed.
He was still calm, composed, but there was a crack in his face earlier.
“Stop scurrying like a rat. It’s my first time fighting an Archangel properly, but you skittered in the sky like vermin. Too scared to bleed? This doesn’t even compare to a fight with a Demon Lord,” Rex pointed his index finger at Stelios, his voice a razor-edged taunt.
Both the Law of Misdirection and Inevitability surged from him in tandem, an invisible pressure that forced back the oppressive Major Law of Radiance inch by inch, freeing him from its effect. “If you’re too scared to come down, then I’ll drag you down!”
Boom!
Rex’s aura detonated outward like a cataclysm.
An overwhelming tide of bloodlust that drowned the entire area in its roar.
He gathered that violent surge into his claws and drove them into the stone formation beneath him.
CRACK!
Stelios’ eyes narrowed even further, watching the stone formation explode under the force.
Debris and dust blew everywhere, masking Rex from view.
’I can’t see through the smoke easily,’ Stelios thought inside, finding that, surprisingly enough, the two Laws under Rex’s belt were able to barely match his own Major Law. ’But this is clearly a trap to lure me down. Do you think I’ll be easily taunted?’
Of course, not.
Rex moved through the smoke like a shadow, answering like he could read Stelios’ mind.
His eyes glistened with a reddish hue as crimson smoke began to seep out of his skin.
From above, Stelios could see the reddish smoke begin appearing left and right, blending perfectly with the natural smoke of dust. And now, even Rex’s presence disappeared, like he was teleported away, but that’s not possible.
Around, Empress Morgana already prepared a formation that would trap him inside.
No way for Rex to leave, as the formation was as strong as a True Divine Spirit rank.
“Child’s play,” Stelios flared his wings wider, commanding the Major Law of Radiance even harder.
And with it, he could burn through the reddish smoke with sunlight.
His eyes snapped to the side when he noticed something moving.
Naturally, his first assumption was Rex—but as the smoke thinned, he was surprised to see that it was Empress Morgana. Her hair hung in a wild tangle, almost like she had been dragged there, and she was now crouched low to the ground, seemingly in pain.
It was a mild surprise, but that didn’t faze Stelios at all.
“Using her to bait me? Do you honestly think I’d flinch?” Stelios laughed humorously, finding this very attempt to be pathetic. “She’s nothing more than an Angelic subject. Her life exists because I allow it. Kill her, devour her, do whatever you want—though doing those things would only be digging yourself into more trouble.”
“He’s not aiming for me!” Empress Morgana shouted through a choked throat.
Hearing this, the smile disappeared from Stelios’ face.
“What about this one?” Rex’s voice rang like thunder.
Stelios turned to look to the other side, and in an instant, his eyes bulged with absolute madness.
Further away from where Empress Morgana was, the smoke cleared again and revealed Rex—who was laughing maniacally. He was lifting something with his other hand, a pure white body and a solid white halo above it.
It was still radiating with intense holy energy—the Angel Origin’s corpse.
Stelios thought Rex was hiding, or trying to catch him off guard to pull him down, but that’s not it.
As opposed to doing that, he used the smoke as a distraction and went back down to the Tomb of Heroes, snatching the Angel Origin’s corpse. Of course, Empress Morgana tried to catch him, but she got struck hard instead.
She underestimated Rex and got struck hard in the stomach.
“Do you think I can’t reach this guy because of some barrier?” Rex asked—pinching the Angel Origin’s face without any respect. He then slapped the corpse’s face a couple of times, light, but each slap was akin to a dagger into Stelios’ heart. “Look at your descendant. He’s acting cocky just because the Angels were on the rise…”
Veins bulged across Stelios’ face.
Composure was hard to maintain, very hard, especially with what he was seeing right now.
“Surprised that I can touch this thing without repercussion?” Rex asked again—savoring the face Stelios was making right now. “The Demon Origin hated me because I took a fragment of her—but compared to her hatred toward this thing, guess who she hated more?”
“ROYAL BLACK PRINCE!!”
BOOM!
A ripple of power exploded through the space.
Stelios descended like a meteor and slammed hard, shattering the stone formation for miles.
His anger was behind that charge, and the impact displayed that clearly.
Rex dodged the attack in time—his claws still gripped the Angel Origin’s corpse tightly.
“Oh, did I make the esteemed Archangel of Knives lose control?” Rex cackled maniacally, biting onto the Angel Origin’s body—like it was a snack. His fangs couldn’t pierce the skin, but that doesn’t matter for this. “I thought you despise losing control since it’s beneath you?”
“Raarggh!!”
Stelios wanted to flap his wings and took the corpse away from Rex.
But Rex already anticipated that faster.
He threw the Angel Origin’s corpse at Stelios hard, and then a symbol began to appear on the Red Dawn of Kaiser—the Blood Moon Echo was activating, “So much for having the higher ground. Now, you’re in my world!”
Swoosh!
Stelios gently carried the Angel Origin’s corpse and saw Rex’s figure disappear.
Above, the reddish smoke closed down on him, shrouding him in darkness.
He placed down the Angel Origin’s corpse and created a barrier to protect it from being disrespected.
Clang!
A forceful strike hacked onto his side.
The blast forced Stelios back a few steps, and when he glanced down at the barrier shielding him, a scorched, sizzling streak marred its surface. It had not been strong enough to shatter the barrier—but nothing had ever left a mark on it before.
Rex hadn’t been able to hit this hard before.
’His attack has gotten a lot stronger? Is it the Echo he got from the mission?’
Clang!
Clang!
Clang!
In a matter of a second, ten strikes landed on the barrier—and it all came from different sides.
Almost like there were multiple Rexes at the same time.
’I need to get rid of this smoke first!’
Stelios folded his wings onto his body and charged each one of them with as much holy energy as he possibly could in a few seconds. Once he felt like it was more than enough, he wanted to release the holy energy and clear the area.
But a pair of eyes peeked at him from in front.
“Have you trained properly in this realm?” Rex asked; his Red Dawn of Kaiser was gleaming with a devastating amount of energy. “Your Major Law of Radiance stopped the moment you got angry; that’s a fatal mistake, little Archangel.”
CRASH!
Stelios’ eyes widened when the barrier protecting him shattered before his very eyes.