Chapter 1089 Worthy of Respect

Chapter 1089 Worthy of Respect

A moment earlier.

Just when Rex was about to help the others, his eyes widened as a voice entered his ears.

There was no mistaking the voice—it was Evelyn's, and Rex knew it instantly.

Gazing downward, he could see a string of Luna energy attaching to his chest.

It was the string that allowed her to communicate through the madness of the battlefield.

"Leave us," the voice rang inside his head, surprising him completely. "Focus on the Executor, focus on your fight with him. Make sure that you'll win. Leave us—we can handle this spell by ourselves!"

Naturally, Rex wasn't going to listen to Evelyn.

Compared to the risk of them being wiped out, there's no way that Rex would leave them.

He had resolved to confront the Executor alone so that the others would be safe, so the idea of leaving them to face an attack powerful enough to nearly vanquish him was unacceptable, Rex was not going to let that happen.

Out of everything, he couldn't lose them too.

Even though he fancied himself to have a strong will, he didn't know if he could take that.

Never, I will not let all of you take the risk against the Executor's arcane spell!

"I don't need your help-! We... don't need your help!"

Rex's emotions churned within him as he sprinted toward the clash, but amidst the chaos, his gaze locked with Evelyn's eyes, which bore into him sternly. There was no comfort within her eyes, only determination, and stubbornness.

Looking at this, Rex clenched his jaw and kept going.

But her voice rang inside his head once again, "You planned on not involving us in this fight,"

"No matter how worried you are—you made it clear with this that you still don't trust us. For me, and the others, please Rex... Give us the chance to prove to you that we are capable of protecting our own and worthy enough to be a part of your pack" She added softly.

Upon hearing this, Rex gritted his teeth as his eyes turned bloodshot.

Even then, he was not stopping.

Despite understanding where this was coming from, he was still reluctant to take the risk.

He was still weighed down by the possibility of them failing.

I need to be selfish, yes, this is really the time for me to be selfish and refuse her request!

But if I do that... wouldn't it make me agree with the Executor?

A conflict raged in his mind as he grappled to come to a decision, but under the constant and persistent plea for trust from Evelyn—his legs made a stop on their own. Rex was undecided, yet his body seemed to already know the answer.

Seeing that he stopped with a bitter look, Evelyn smiled inwardly, "Thank you..."

Meanwhile, back into the future.

Spreading his arms to the side—standing firm against the relentless surge of energy pressing against his back, Rex decided that he would put his trust in the others this time. It would be a blatant lie if he said that he wasn't nervous right now.

But he needs to give the others his trust.

Evelyn made him realize that he had been approaching the situation hypocritically.

His bravado of championing the concept of earned strength has been the complete opposite of how he was acting as it turns out—his action was agreeing with the Executor's view of the weaknesses his concept would bring.

Not believing them is the same as admitting what the Executor said is true.

If he really believes that earned strength gives no weaknesses, then Rex must show that.

Rex must believe that the others could handle this themselves.

He needs to reflect on what he believes in.

Upon hearing this, the Executor paused for a second before he burst into maniacal laughter.

He didn't put what Rex said as anything other than delusion as the Chaos Nova arcane spell, without the First Breath's suppression, was able to reach as high as the upper tenth rank—it was a powerful spell that he used daily in ancient times.

"Leave the rest to me, Evelyn..." She whispered—grabbing ahold of the flag. "You already did everything—without your help, all of us are not going to make it so rest for now and allow me to handle the aftermath"

Had it not for Evelyn—giving path to Kyran to help them, it would've been all over.

Adhara could tell that they were not going to make it without the help of Kyran.

Opening the barrier for Kyran was also impossible.

For this particular moment, it couldn't be denied that all of them were saved by Evelyn.

Amidst the eerie hush of the battlefield—Adhara's eyes swept across the scene before she seized the flag from Evelyn's grasp. In the profound stillness of the moment—the flutters of the flag were loud, echoing through the silent tension as Adhara raised it high—pouring her last vestiges of energy into its fabric.

Small embers fluctuated across the flag as Adhara struggled to burn the entire flag.

But she got help from Flamy, helping her burn the entire flag.

Swoosh!

Gasping for breaths as she became the center of attention, Adhara looked at the flag with a weak smile before she gripped the handle strong. Letting out a fierce cry, a mighty roar that echoed throughout the battlefield, she drove the glad into the ground with force.

Clang!

Swoosh!

Its entire fabric burned with silvery-violet flames as soon as she stabbed it into the earth.

A slight tremble of the earth happened due to the impact.

Under the sway of the fire, the flag fluttered fiercely on her side—the silver star mark on the wolf's head symbol glowed brightly, showcasing the defiant nature of the Silverstar Pack. In addition, her move was also a clear message to the Executor and Rex.

The Silverstar Pack and the army are strong and worthy to be viewed with more respect.

Roar!!

Rumble!!

Responding to Adhara's declaration, the entire reinforcement army exploded with vigor.

In the wake of the powerful declaration, a palpable shift swept through the ranks of the army around Adhara—and also the Supernatural Army on the other side. Like a dormant fire being splashed by fuel, their spirits ablaze with renewed determination.

All of them roared mockingly at the Human Army, celebrating their survival.

Surviving the Executor's arcane spell made them feel invincible, ready to resume the battle.

Each one of them charged forward with hearts beating in unison with the drumming rhythm of war. All of their rulers were wounded beyond measure, but yet they prevailed against the Executor's attack.

Just when the feeling of helplessness was profound, their leaders flickered their hope.

If their rulers sacrificed themselves to protect them, then they are going to return the favor.

One that was impacted the most was Dargena City's forces themselves.

Upon witnessing the sweat and blood—shed by the Silverstar Pack to fight for the future, as even sacrificing themselves as a shield, there was an unquenchable fire within them, fueling their bloodstream with adrenaline and loath for themselves.

It was supposed to be the other way around.

The vassals under the ruler should be the ones to sacrifice themselves for the ruler.

But the opposite happened in this battle.

Feeling the loath and anger the most were Gelmar and Dindora who were grinding their teeth in frustration. Tears welled in their eyes as their bodies trembled with suppressed rage—their internal energies erupting like a volcano until eventually,

Kaboom!!

Meanwhile, Adhara who was supporting Evelyn turned into Rex's direction.

Both of them made eye contact from afar.

Seeing the inexplicable shock that could be seen directly across Rex's face, Adhara blooms a weak smile, and lifts her hand—two fingers extended in a familiar gesture—a peace sign that rose gracefully into the air.

Despite the pain and exhaustion, she still showed Rex that they were fine.

"We did it!" She cheered weakly.