Chapter 970 Cornered on the Wall

Chapter 970 Cornered on the Wall

Huff...

Huff...

Returning proved more arduous for Rex than his earlier journey here, the toll of the Hare Moon was increasing with each step. He was suffering, and the dense snow only made it worse for him, an additional obstacle from the environment.

It came to the point that each bit of moment to his head stung him like a needle.

The Full Moon has never ceased to be a problem for him.

Even though I'm a Royal Black Prince, the Full Moon is still a substantial event. It's the nature of Werewolves. Just what threshold I would need to reach in order to completely disregard the Full Moons?

<Gaining the King Marks of all Full Moons would make the user immune to their effects>

Yeah, right. It was a lot of effort when I still couldn't get the third one.

Sighing to himself, Rex continued onward.

He made it a mile from where he was, already using the sword as a cane to support himself.

Moreover, Rex tried asking Devo whether he could change the weather so that there were fewer problems along the way, but it didn't work. Despite trying his hardest, Devo couldn't influence the weather produced by the Shifting Realm.

It's not that he can't, but he couldn't properly grasp the weather here.

Almost as if they were not weather but spells instead.

"Bear it with me. Don't worry, I'll keep my distance properly" Mavenna came from behind.

Opposed to touching Rex directly, which would only make it worse, she did something else entirely. Under his surprised gaze, Mavenna spread her two pairs of wings to either side and with one chant, took them off like a piece of equipment.

In hindsight, the pair of wings were completely different than those Rex had ever seen.

Usually, Demon wings were layered with skin.

But the ones that Mavenna has were almost like angel wings, covered with majestic, long, and pink feathers. Simply calling it beautiful is an understatement, the wings were akin to being made from the purest essence of demonic energy.

Rex almost had his eyes poked out when he saw this.

Additionally, the wings were also mystifyingly aglow, shimmering like the soft blush of dawn.

Since when did wings could be taken off like that? Are they not real wings?

Finding that the two pairs of wings were able to be taken off with a light incantation, Rex frowned as he didn't know about this. Even the wings that he possessed from his Gladiator Form weren't able to be taken off like that, despite being made by the mix of spirit energy and mana.

Before he could ask, Mavenna already went over to his back and placed the wings on him.

<Wings of Impurity has been equipped!>

<Demonic energy is not in possession! Failed to integrate with the Wings of Impurity>

"Just use this," Mavenna said, stamping the wings to Rex's back with magic. "Since you're not a Demon, the wings wouldn't acknowledge you. You wouldn't gain any of its bonuses, but you would still be able to fly although the wings only retain 50% of their original speed"

Upon hearing this, Rex snapped out of his daze and looked to his back.

He saw four wings adorning his back, and they were like additional limbs for him.

Stunned momentarily, Rex cautiously tested the movement of the wings, discovering that they responded as effortlessly as his own hands. He was still stupified by this, and the wings were quite heavy for him, but this must be attributed to the incompatibility between him and the Wings of Impurity.

Mavenna saw the look of shock on Rex's face, and she found it rather weird.

"You seem surprised, haven't you seen this before?" She asked.

Rex turned his attention to her and nodded his head, "Of course I'm surprised, I've never seen something like this. From all the Demons I've faced, none of them have wings like you, much less take off their wings like this"

With veins pulsating visibly around his neck and body, brutal wounds etched across his form, a mix of his and his enemies' blood saturating his uniform, and the strong bluish aura oozing from his being, he strode back into the encampment.

Instantly, he became the focal point of the others' attention.

His appearance bespoke the conclusion of the fierce battle against the Supernaturals.

Rex was greeted by the sight of the entire encampment getting ready.

Seems like the news of the Supernaturals barricading the Shifting Realm has already been taken care of reached here, and the main army, fifty thousand strong can now continue their journey to the destination.

Currently, Rex already gave back the wings to Mavenna when the two were near before.

Had he not, then more would have their attention pulled to him.

In a quiet enclave, Rex halted momentarily, casting a contemplative gaze toward Mavenna on the side. A couple of seconds later, he spoke, "If you want to leave with me, wait in my quarter. Also, is it possible for me to ask you a favor?"

"Yes, I'll help you as long as you bring me out of here" Mavenna nodded and whispered.

Following that, Rex gazed at her intensely before he approached her.

Observing the impassive expression on Rex's face as he advanced, Mavenna felt a growing unease, involuntarily retreating back step by step. Her involuntary retreat came to an abrupt halt as her back met a wall, leaving her with no avenue for escape.

Mavenna was sandwiched between Rex and the wall, and she held her breath in response.

"S- Sir Rex...? Is it already too hard to hold back?" She asked, bashfully.

"I'm fine for now, don't worry" Rex assured, shaking his head to dismiss her concern. Placing his hand on the wall directly beside Mavenna's right cheek, he continued, "Before I tell you what the favor I seek, I would need your trust. So, Mavenna, do you swear absolute loyalty to me and obedience to every word I utter?"

Upon hearing this, Mavenna raised her gaze and locked eyes with Rex.

She saw the intensity of his gaze piercing through her eyes.

Perhaps it was the position they were in or even the words flowing from Rex's lips, but his charisma at this moment soared to unprecedented heights, compelling Mavenna to utter words without even realizing it herself.

Almost like being hypnotized by his manliness, her head tilted up and down to nod.

"Yes, I swear..." She replied.

Nodding his head in affirmation, Rex eventually told her to be the one meeting King John.

Logically speaking, when Mavenna listened to his request, she was extremely hesitant as she feared King John would report her to the Executor if he knew that she was doing Rex a favor, they were close and on the same side after all.

But Rex assured her that it wouldn't happen, he already had a plan to trap King John.

No chance that King John would report it to the Executor.

At the end of the hearing, Mavenna bit her lower lip, her forehead creased in contemplation.

"Are you really sure this is going to work?" She asked again, still hesitating.

Upon hearing this, Rex smiled and pivoted his body around to face away, "I told you to obey every word that I said earlier, didn't I? You swore to me, so why do you need to hesitate like this?" He asked, with a playful tone.

"Okay, I'll do it" Mavenna resigned, there's no need for her to sweat if it's already like this.

In the aftermath of her words, her eyes widened abruptly as a warm breath caressed the skin around her neck. It was at that moment she became aware of Rex's proximity, his face so close to her neck, and his nose lightly grazing her skin, instigating an electrifying surge of excitement throughout her entire body.

While doing this, he didn't say anything, keeping Mavenna on the edge of uncertainty.

Mavenna doesn't know what he was doing.

Is the Hare Moon overwhelming him? Or is her scent attracting him? She doesn't know.

But soon, Rex took one last inhale before he pulled away, fixing his gaze back to Mavenna who didn't know what she was supposed to do. "I'm sorry, but I really need this before meeting the Executor. I'll get going then"

After saying that, Rex turned around and left Mavenna, still rooted in her spot.