It was at the time of the Test of Acknowledgement that everything started.
Being extremely wounded after receiving the Storm Prince's attack, fueled by the backer of a God, Rex was extremely torn and wounded. He managed to survive barely thanks to the help of the Countess, and also the intervention of Elder Rancaladra and Elder Enima.
He even teetered on using the Invincible item fearing that he might die.
Fortunately, he got help and survived the ordeal.
As opposed to going back home to recuperate, Rex traveled back into the creek and went to the Symposium of Upper Divinities again. Earlier when he confronted the Elders, he obtained an alert from the System that informs him of what he was looking for.
Rex had another reason for confronting the Elders aside from making a declaration.
Upon purchasing the information about the Fifthborn, Rex mostly learned about his history.
There, he learned about the existence of the Golden Slayer weapon.
One of the most motivating factors for all Executors was the Golden Slayer, a sacred weapon that belongs to the Supreme One and is also said would be passed down to an Executor who was deemed worthy enough to wield it.
Naturally, the competition among the Executors became extremely fierce.
Each one of them vies to wield the Golden Slayer as it's the symbol of strength and authority.
Being chosen to wield it is the greatest honor they could achieve in their lives.
All of the Executors immediately set out to make a name for themselves, battling and utilizing the Supernaturals' existence, as a stepping stone for their fame. One trounced an entire race, while another conquered an entire continent and spread control.
It was one of the worst times for the Supernaturals to exist.
But amongst the Executors, there was one that didn't participate in this game of conquest.
Unsurprisingly, the Fifthborn didn't do anything and stayed in the background.
He tried for some time to spread his name—but compared to the feats that his brothers were doing, it was simply futile for him to try and compete with them. Doing so would be an all-out waste of time, and he stopped trying after a bit.
Even though he stopped, the desire to possess the Golden Slayer was burning inside him.
In his spare time, the Fifthborn views the Golden Slayer from afar, dreaming of wielding it.
Despite it would only happen in the dreamland, he couldn't help himself but hope.
Hope that somehow he was the one to succeed Golden Slayer.
Given the narration from the System was vivid—and there was even an accompanying video illustrating the life of the Fifthborn, Rex knew that the Fifthborn would be aiming to claim the Golden Slayer for himself.
Since his brothers were not around, the Fifthborn would believe that he was now worthy.
In the new era, he was the only one who was worthy.
Knowing that fact, Rex opted to revolve his plan around the Golden Slayer.
A supreme weapon that was hidden inside the Symposium.
Scanning the Symposium of Upper Divinities with the System, he easily found the weapon.
Rex found a subtle glow coming from the high seat he was sitting on earlier.
It came from the center of the seat's body, and when Rex reached his hand toward it, a gold symbol made of an unknown energy that felt different and more powerful than anything Rex had ever felt appeared with golden cracks surrounding it.
He didn't hesitate to touch it with his index finger lightly.
Upon feeling the embrace of a living being, the symbol reacted and grasped Rex's finger.
Swoosh!!
Suddenly, the symbol's influence spread and infiltrated Rex's body.
Rex's eyes widened as he could see the golden cracks around the symbol shared its essence—forcefully forming the same golden cracks across the surface of his skin. For a moment, he was in silent shock as he didn't know what was happening.
But eventually, the effect died down and the golden cracks disappeared once again.
Pointing around the place, Rex continued, "Don't show a pitiful sight now—Fifthborn. Do you have no shame? Your ancestors are watching you, and at least—you should show conviction in your last moments and accept your fate"
Listening to this, the Executor's expression contorted as he began to break down.
Observing Rex's imposing presence—which seemed to loom larger in the Executor's eyes as though it could envelop the entire world, unaffected by the radiant golden energy emanating from the Golden Slayer, the Executor instinctively began to retreat.
Rex stood as the solitary, absolute shadow, even greater than the Executor himself.
And that shadow terrifies the Executor greatly.
"Stood your ground, Fifthborn—the climax is about to begin" Rex said as he pointed skyward.
Upon hearing this, the Executor looked up before his pupils dilated.
Something was happening in the sky.
Meanwhile, the Witch of Chaos was sprinting away while carrying Edward over her shoulder.
Just a moment ago, she had already discerned the threat looming in the sky and wasted not a single second in withdrawing from the vicinity. Alerting Lyra—and the Shapeshifters to the imminent danger, she ordered them to evacuate Dead Man's Creek quickly.
If they wished to stay alive, then they should be listening to her order and evacuate.
Despite their doubts, Lyra decided to follow the Witch of Chaos.
Even though she only took orders from Rex, she couldn't ignore her gut feeling to retreat.
Similarly, seeing that the Shapeshifters were beginning to retreat at the order of the Witch—Sebrof, Giana—and the other ninth-rank realm Awakened mirrored their actions. But instead of prioritizing their own escape, the ninth-rank realm Awakened positioned themselves at the edges of the army, forming a triangular formation with Sebrof and Giana at the very front.
Amassing an intense amount of spirit energy, they cast a combined spell in a union.
Utilizing the might of their Gladiator Forms, they collectively invoked a Pneuma Spell of their own, weaving together elemental energies to erect a triangular barrier. Flames danced along gusts of wind, while earth and water melded seamlessly, and cracking bolts of lightning that sourced to Sebrof himself adorned its surface, forming a formidable defense.
Because of their collective Pneuma Spell, their advance was unblockable.
Not one of the Chaos monsters was able to stop them much less piercing the barrier.
Moving their legs as quickly as they could, the army coursed through the creek, their strides quickened by the promise of the distant light marking the creek's edge. Out of all of them, it was the Witch of Chaos who pierced out of the creek first.
Even though she managed to get out, she didn't stop sprinting away.
The Witch of Chaos didn't even check whether the army was out or not, she kept on going.
Swoosh!!
Passing the Vampires and the Demons who were near the creek—she also warned them of what was about to come. Maltrox and Carmilla exchanged looks before both could feel the Shapeshifter's army heading toward them fast.
Even the ground was shaking as they approached.
It was only then that the two realized that the Witch of Chaos was not joking.
"Evacuate! Abandon the fight and follow the Witch!"
Upon hearing the command, the remaining Vampires and Demons instantly darted away.
Following their leads, the Supernatural Army also began to retreat—leaving behind their fight and prioritizing their safety. Even the remaining Human Army did the same thing, they did not know what was happening, but seeing their enemies run away gave them a bad feeling.
Regardless of what was happening, it's better to follow the mass first for safety precaution.
Just then, as soon as the last Shapeshifters got out, the sky sparkled.
KABOOM!!!
Out of nowhere, a cataclysmic white beam descends down from the sky and hits hard.
It was akin to a smite from heaven itself to punish the world.
Despite the world-shattering power displayed by some individuals in this fierce battle—there was a limit, as to how long the world would let them continue their rampage. As the supreme weapon appeared, Mother Earth had had enough.
And in return, the world aimed to erase the entities that caused this anomaly in energy level.