Chaprter 924 Minor Oustification

Chaprter 924 Minor Oustification

Like a theatrical performance as a conductor, guiding the flow of the orchestra on a fabulous stage, Rex revels and spreads his arms to the side in triumph. A declaration of his complete victory over the notorious Rastrikan Demons.

Breaking through the vigor, the power of his command pierced through.

Demon Lord Mazel, a Demon Lord who stubbornly lasted despite already being stripped from his own race, the one that the Rastrikan Demons legion put all their hopes on to keep their reputations and dignities was finally broken.

It was a sight that instantly stopped the Rastrikan Demon legion's struggle.

When Demon Lord Mazel's knees made contact with the ground, the Rastrikan Demon legion ceased attempting to break into the black lightning barrier, done instinctively, almost like their bodies recognized that they were already lost.

A haunting picture that bore permanently into their souls.

Even the very essence of death and fear they previously had was replaced by Rex's being.

All of the Dwarves that were witnessing this sucked in a cold breath when the other Rastrikan Demons started to fall to their knees one by one, they then looked at Rex as if he was the first ever person to create fire.

Not even the most fearsome entities in the past were able to do this.

Despite the rumors circulating about the person called Rex Silverstar, the leader of the Silverstar Pack and the world's third emerging power, his ruthlessness had reached an entirely different realm.

It was almost as if there was no limit to his ruthlessness.

However, none of them were aware that it was simply a glimpse of what he could do.

For the first time in his life, Rex had completely no restraints in dealing with the damned Rastrikan Demons. Their barbarism and outlandish actions left him devoid of even the slightest trace of sympathy or empathy towards them.

Due to that, he sets no limit for his own barbarity.

"H- He did it... He actually did it..." Huvuki gasped. His expression was pale and ghastly.

Upon hearing his whispering voice, the corner of Adhara's lips curled.

Now that Rex has achieved his ruthless plan against the Rastrikan Demons, Huvuki finally comes to a realization that he has been in the wrong. In contrast, Adhara never harbored a shred of doubt, always believing that Rex would be able to execute his plan flawlessly.

All normality doesn't work on Rex, he is the embodiment of abnormality.

Like a domino effect, the Demon Lords leave no other choice for the legion but to kneel.

But it was then that something weird happened.

<Notice!>

<Minor Oustification has been triggered!>

<Calculating details...>

<Target of Minor Oustification: Rastrikan Demons>

<Quintessence of the Minor Oustification: Fear and Death>

<nulli>What's this...? Minor Oustification? I've never heard of that term before. <nulli>Rex reads the notifications from the System and couldn't help but frown, this was an entirely new concept for him. Darting his eyes around him, he saw a subtle wind started to blow in the opposite direction.

Following that, a vortex of darkened clouds descends from the sky like a thin snake.

<nulli>System, should I be worried?

<nulli><No, the user will not be harmed by this phenomenon>

Deciding to go with the progression flow of the situation, he welcomed the dark vortex.

But when the dark vortex of clouds approached, Rex sensed a presence leaving his body in a breeze. Looking up, he realized that it was the Countess of the Dark Lunirich, who appeared to be confronting the looming darkness, the Minor Oustification heading towards them.

Surprisingly, an unfamiliar sight catches Rex's attention.

It was the smile on the Countess' face that seemed to be foreign as she hardly ever smiled.

<nulli>Even though I don't know what this is, it should be a good thing.

<nulli>Swoosh!

<nulli>But wait a minute, she said that the essence of other beings was granted by Gods. If that's the case, then doesn't that mean I basically overwrite the Demon God's creation with my own narrative?

<nulli>Fear and Death have been manipulated through Minor Oustification.

Due to that, it was logical to think that he had overwritten the Demon God's creation, tampering it with his essence. This also definitely means he offended the Demon God in some ways, and that is not something that he wanted to do right now.

Considering that the Demon God should be stronger than the Lunirich Gods, it's really bad.

Rex frowned for a second before he turned to look at the Countess.

<nulli>Hmm... If that's the case, the cause of her excitement must be because she's influenced too.

<nulli>Upon realizing the fact that the Countess also gained power from this Minor Oustification, a devilish smile played on his lips at a revelation of one important detail that he gained from this sudden incident.

<nulli>I now know one way to make even God stronger... <nulli><Minor Oustification has now been established!>

<All of the Rastrikan Demons would now consider the user as a God, the user's presence would freeze them and make them shudder in crippling fear. Thought processes of the Rastrikan Demons also have an influence over the user, able to strengthen the user greatly>

<The user can view the established Minor Oustification in the stats tab>

~

Meanwhile, in the snowy borders of the Dwarven Kingdom's territory.

It has been quite some time since the army alongside Rex departed to confront the impending doom, provided by the Rastrikan Demons. Ever since that departure, the Dwarves and some Awakened that remained behind were nervous.

Worry and doubt are natural for those who remain behind.

As time passed without any news, more worry and doubt grew inside of them.

Despite the plan of bringing the fight to them instead of playing on the defense, Huvuki has assigned the guards and other able Dwarves to remain vigilant, keeping their scouting routine tight and orderly while they are away.

No matter what, the Dwarven Kingdom must remain safe until they come back.

If not, then the fight would be meaningless.

Currently, two long-bearded Dwarves are patrolling near the border, mounting a mutated black bear to make their movement faster in the snowy terrain. Both were bantering about assumptions about how the fight would go against the Rastrikan Demons.

Even while they were conversing, their eyes darted left and right vigilantly.

Since this is a matter of the continuation of the entire Dwarven Race, the two Dwarves couldn't afford any slip-up. Had it been their fault that the Dwarven Kingdom fell, then even death wouldn't atone for their sins.

Just as the two were moving slowly, a sudden whisper entered their ears.

It was a rasping, astral whisper.

Upon hearing this, the two Dwarves looked at each other with raised eyebrows as a huge migraine struck their minds. Following that, the two also suddenly felt a searching heat brushing against their skin.

"Wha' in tarnation...?"

"By the beards of our ancestors! 'Tis those Rastrikan Demons, they've made their way here!"

Realizing the gravity of the situation, the two quickly head back.

But in the process, their eyes darted to the different landscape that borders against their own territory and found that the ground started to be tainted with flames from hell. Raising their eyes, they saw a black legion in the far distance.

At the center of it all is a monstrous Demon, smiling at them savagely.

Making eye contact with this monstrous Demon, the two Dwarves have their faces drained from all colors as he recognizes this Demon. It was Demon Lord Kirgil! The strongest of them all managed to reach their territory!

Just before they could alert the others, the hellfire caught them.

With a small and brutal flick, their bodies got infiltrated and imploded from the insides.

Boom!

Splash!

Despite the distance between them still far, Demon Lord Kirgil managed to get a grasp on them and explode them in a fiery reverie. It made him smack his lips in delight, as killing Dwarves was the best feeling in the world for him.

"Carnage has finally come to you, little Dwarves..."