The Invincible Full-Moon System

Chapter 1044  Dorlus the Seer (2)

A task that if gone smoothly, would be a huge help for Rex.

Furthermore, it was also time-sensitive as the fight might already started right about now.

Both Adhara and Flunra had no way of knowing right now.

Due to those very reasons, Adhara's patience was running thin as she wanted to quickly go back home to address the army that was probably being on the defense. But right now, she wanted to lead them to the Symposium.

No matter what Rex said, he shouldn't do this on his own.

Regardless of his fear of losing those dear to him, they were a team and also a family.

If he went to war, then the entire Silverstar Pack would go to war.

At this point, the likelihood of an attack on Dargena City by the Executor's forces is minimal.

None of the vigilant sentries positioned within the city's territory and beyond have detected any signs hinting at an impending attack, and with the battle so close at hand, it was quite safe to assume that the Executor was focusing on the Symposium fully.

So there's no need for the army to stay behind and leave Rex alone on the battlefield.

Everything was uncertain and chaotic right now.

Above everything, time is of the essence right now, and the prospect of someone stalling her time to go back and reinforce Rex heats her blood to the boiling point. In a fit of anger, she swore in her heart that she would take down Dorlus.

"Don't even try, you couldn't touch me, even if you pour your all" Dorlus mocked.

He was not threatened by Adhara's aura at all.

"Let's stick with our initial plan. I'm going to stall, and you will awaken the princess" Adhara mused with a resolute tone, her eyes burning with the passion of making sure that Dorlus or anyone else did not disturb Flunra in awakening the princess.

Upon hearing this, Flunra nodded, deciding to collect himself as this was a crucial moment.

Glancing back at Dorlus, Adhara smiled, "How can you be so sure?"

"It's obvious, you are not at my level. Don't waste your energy and surrender" Dorlus replied.

But this made Adhara's expression contorted viciously, her body—covered in pristine white furs started to flicker with violet flame. A violet fiery snake manifested and coiled around her waist as she activated her Gladiator Form.

Swoosh!

BOOM!!

Adhara's aura climbed even higher, cracking the ground beneath her feet.

"Since when have I shown you my full power...? Don't be arrogant, old man. If you're rusty, it would be such an embarrassment if you died at the hands of someone who isn't even a tenth of your age" Adhara taunted, readying herself for a battle.

Responding to this taunt, Dorlus laughed hysterically, his eyes flickered with excitement.

He grabbed his own face, his shoulders moved up and down with the rhythm of his maniacal laughter. It had been quite some time since anyone had taunted him like this, a young person at that which made him praise Adhara's bravery.

Most would've run in fear if they heard Dorlus' name.

Swish...

It was then that Dorlus' moonlight energy started to seep out, and its density was palpable.

Under Adhara's gaze, the energy gathered and turned an astral Werewolf.

Looking at this, she frowned as this manifestation of Dorlus' moonlight energy was extremely similar to a spirit that a sixth-rank realm or above Awakened would have. Moreover, its effect was also the same as Dorlus' aura also got a substantial increase.

Dorlus licked his claws, savoring the prospect of showing Adhara the difference in power.

"Come..." He mused raspingly. "I'll expose your inferiority"

Swoosh!

Erupting from their own respective positions, Adhara and Dorlus surged toward each other.

Both collided in a fierce clash that generated a forceful shockwave, resonating through the entire area, marking the commencement of their intense battle. A clash of fire elements and moonlight energy, each vie to assert its dominance over the other.

Upon the start of the fight, Flunra quickly headed to the platform once again.

He decided to trust Adhara in this one.

Standing beside the Ice and Snow Princess' body, trapped in a slumbering state, Flunra took a deep breath and assembled his own thoughts, 'I'm sure the awakening process is similar to awakening the other Elders, there's a need for an energy source to disperse the energy that is responsible to sealing her'

Nodding his head, he flicked his hand and summoned a bluish light.

It was the item gifted by Iseldra to Flunra, the energy source to wake up the princess.

A moment is all it takes for the bluish light to form a beautiful and intricate blue tiara, fueled with the Ice and Snow Moon energy. Swiftly, Flunra helped the sleeping princess to wear the tiara before he started crafting ancient runes across the stone bed.

Gradually, the tiara was ignited, and the awakening process started.

Under Flunra's meticulous guidance, the Ice and Snow Moon energy permeated the princess' form and gradually dispelled the sealing energy. It was quite slow, and based on its speed, it was going to take Flunra at least ten minutes or perhaps even longer.

Normally, ten minutes is not a long time.

But in this specific situation, ten minutes would be a long, and hard-drawn fight.

Meanwhile, the fight between Adhara and Dorlus continues.

"Raarggh!!"

Bam!

Crash!

Adhara let out a powerful grunt, slashing Dorlus with her fiery claws, sending him crashing away into the wall and subsequently catapulting him out of the temple. She was in luck and managed to land one powerful attack, despite Dorlus being able to block it.

'So hard... His skin is like an actual armor. It was as if his body was made to fight' She frowns.

Feeling the breeze of the air, Dorlus realized that he was now outside.

He was distracted by Flunra, beginning the awakening process, and was severely punished.

Just as he was about to go back inside, a shadow encased his body.

Lifting his gaze, he beheld Adhara looming directly above him, her incandescent white eyes brimming with lethal intent. In a swift motion, her eyes flashed, focusing the power of her bloodline onto Dorlus, and momentarily disorienting him.

Seizing the opportunity, she executed a merciless, fiery axe kick.

Crash!

Dorlus hurtled downward, akin to a plummeting comment, and collided with the ground.

His collision carved a sizable crater upon impact.

On the other hand, Adhara looked down at the cloud of dust with a frown.

'No matter how fast I went, or how perfect my movements were, I couldn't land a solid hit. He blocked every attack. His ability made his defense rock solid' Adhara pondered uneasily, she could feel no notion of winning against Dorlus.

Maybe from the onlookers' perspective, she seemed to be winning.

After all, she managed to hit Dorlus several times, and even have the momentum on her side.

But in truth, she was not winning this fight.

Each of her attacks was blocked by Dorlus, minimalizing the damage output to nothing.

Just when the cloud of dust receded, Dorlus' figure could be seen again. He remained on his feet, standing at the center of the crater, and even remained smiling—revealing that he was not hurt at the very least.

Looking at Adhara, who landed fifteen meters away from him, Dorlus smirked mockingly.

"Is that it? All that confidence only amounts this much?" He sneered.

Responding to this, Adhara seamlessly resumed her battle stance. She was still probing the surface of Dorlus' power, studying him, and hadn't gone serious yet. So far, she realized that Dorlus was hardly affected by the anti-Werewolf energy she emitted.

A surprising finding as back then, Gistella had her eyes bleeding and exploding.

However, it could still disorient him for a brief second.

Focusing back on Dorlus, seeing that he was readying to make a move himself, Adhara raised her guard. Anticipating a direct assault, her eyes widened as Dorlus unexpectedly leaped up, scaling back to the temple with extreme speed.

Using his elongated, sharp claws, he climbed the temple with a clear intention in mind.

Snapping out of her trance, Adhara gritted her teeth.

"Come back here, coward! I am your opponent!" Adhara shouted thunderously and chased after Dorlus who was heading back to the dome, knowing full well that Flunra was currently awakening the Ice and Snow Princess.

It was his utmost priority to stop that, so he decided to not waste time with Adhara.

Exerting every fiber of her being, Adhara tried to match Dorlus' speed, and she was slowly closing the distance. However, the inevitable reality became apparent—Dorlus would most likely reach Flunra first before she could intercept him.

'No, I won't let him!' Adhara muttered inwardly with newfound vigor.

Digging her claws into the walls, she contracted her arm muscles and threw herself upward.

Swoosh!

Like a bullet, she was closing in on Dorlus swiftly.

Intuiting her proximity, Dorlus' body blurred with remarkable speed as he released his grip on the walls, propelling himself downward. Swiftly, he kicked off the wall and descended before landing an elbow directly on Adhara's face, sending her head recoiling to the side. n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Bam!

Such a force created a painful sound of flesh hitting flesh.

Adhara was disoriented for a second, her brain inside her skull was rattled, but she quickly blinked her eyes and retaliated. Grabbing Dorlus' wrist, she intends to throw him down but her grip is swatted away.

"Hmmph!"

Bam! Crash!!

Pivoting his waist, Dorlus sent a swiping slash with his right.

Having nothing to hold, Adhara was hurtled back into the ground, embedded into the earth.

Following that, using the opposite momentum generated by swiping at Adhara, Dorlus turns and continues back into the dome. His movement and pattern of attack were immaculate, he thought of every single detail for maximum efficiency.

It was a showcase of his experience and extremely high talent in combat.

"Defeating you with strength would be too easy," Dorlus said as he continued his climb. "So I decided to play another game. Use everything you got to stop me from reaching Arnulf, and don't worry, I promise I would only try to shake you off, not attack you for real"

Upon hearing this, Adhara crawled out of the rubble and glared at Dorlus.

Teetering on the edge of losing her mind, Adhara felt the tendrils of sheer frustration start to get into her. Dorlus' evident mockery intensified her inner turmoil. Rather than opting to do a direct attack to showcase her inferiority, he chose a more insidious approach, further fueling her distress.

Showing how helpless Adahra is to stop his advancement would give a clear picture.

A clear picture of how inferior Adhara is in comparison to him.

Realizing that she couldn't do anything to Dorlus if she didn't go all out, her body started to let out a steaming red energy. Her moonlight energy was now tainted with the color red, as she activated her Herald Mark.

Her breath turned crimson, and red linings started to spread like roots from her Herald Mark.

On the other hand, Dorlus reached the hole into the dome.

Peering into the big hole, he found Flunra was focusing on dispelling the sealing energy from the princess' body, and a smile crept to his face as this would be the opportune time to pay back Flunra for all the vexation he felt from the past.

Guardians of the Werewolf Princes and Princesses fought all the time.

Naturally, Flunra has fought against Dorlus in the past, and it always ended inconclusive.

It was hard to admit, but Dorlus must acknowledge that Flunra has an extraordinary knack for survival, making him the most resilient Werewolf Dorlus had ever encountered. Due to that, every confrontation with him concluded without a clear victor.

Flunra was always able to escape, even when he was severely wounded.

But now, escape is impossible for Flunra.

Since he was now awakening the princess, he couldn't take his focus and hands off of her.

Doing so will spill failure into the awakening process, and the energy source he used for this moment would be wasted. If that happened, then there's no way of awakening the princess again, and it will be Dorlus' win.

"I'm going to have fun torturing you, Arnulf..." Dorlus muttered with a sadistic smile.