The Invincible Full-Moon System

Chapter 1851: God Realm: Primordial Meadow (1)

It didn’t take long for Nash and Lilliana to complete their transformation.

Like Davina, the two didn’t have their bodies turn into that of a full werewolf or have the monstrous traits they originally had enhanced even further. Instead, they assumed the appearance of somewhere between a spirit and a werewolf.

Nash’s phantom-like form reverted into that of a spirit, humanoid.

He assumed the body of a muscular old man sculpted with scars—and dark smears. His hair is a fading black and is very long, reaching all the way to his lower back. A tribal mark of three wolf faces merged into one inverted teardrop-shape construct marred his shoulder.

For Lilliana, her transformation was even simpler.

She shared many characteristics with Davina.

But Rex could see her unique tendencies that were not present in Davina almost instantly.

Her ears were triangular—springing from the top of her head rather than the sides. Patches of faint green fur covered her—smooth to the touch, soft in appearance. Her tail arched naturally, thick and bushy, while her teeth, though sharp, lacked the prominence of a true predator.

It’s safe to say she doesn’t have the edge of lethality that Davina has.

And she also looked more like the blend of a fox than a wolf.

Rex nodded at himself when he saw that his pack members now reached thirty.

His strength rose once again, which could immediately be felt by the others from his swelling aura.

System, place Davina and Lilliana into the Inner Pack.

[Placing the two Betas into the inner pack...]

[Completed.]

As soon as the notification appeared, Rex saw their pupils dilate and stilled.

Both of them must’ve felt the change almost instantly—as they could now feel their connections to Rex grow even stronger. It’s like he is another part of their souls. They can hear his heartbeats, sense what he is feeling in the moment, and even somewhat hear the voice in his mind.

But what surprised them the most was the profoundly pure energy surging into them.

It’s an energy unlike anything they have ever sensed before.

Divine strands.

[Lesser divine strands have been successfully infused into Davina and Lilliana]

[All of their abilities are now empowered]

”Your Highness,” Varya stepped forward, gesturing towards Nash. ”I believe it would be beneficial for you to bring Nash with you.”

”And why is that?” Rex raised a brow.

Varya glanced at Nash, signaling for him to explain the reason himself.

And he complied.

”Most of us who got stranded in the Spirit Realm, but in the process, I was separated from the others— and landed in an unfamiliar place,” He paused, recalling that horrifying part of his life. ”I somehow fell into the God Realm in a place called the Primordial Meadow.”

”Oh...?” Rex was intrigued.

Earlier, when he finally persuaded Nivellen to let him enter the God Realm, she explained to him the basic knowledge that he needed to know. And among what she explained was the best place he could enter so that he wouldn’t be murdered and have his soul crushed instantly.

A non-hostile place called the Primordial Meadow.

It was relatively safe, but not without its dangers.

And though the place is safest, Rex would still need to find his way around.

Only those with real experience being in the God Realm could know where they are going.

If Nash had really been in the God Realm, then that would’ve helped immensely.

”I’m confident I could take you to the nearest settlement,” Nash continued firmly.

”Okay,” Rex nodded in approval. ”You can come.”

Once that was settled, Rex turned to look at Linthia and gave her a nod.

She bit her lower lip in reluctance, but eventually nodded back before going down to one knee.

Ink-like energy oozed from her palm as she pressed it hard to the marble floor. She closed her eyes and focused—sending it slithering forward until it found Rex, Nash, Davina, and Lilliana. It seeped into the soles of their feet, then shot upward like streaking lightning.

It seized their souls and settled there.

Let it in.

Feeling that Rex had finally let go, Linthia exhaled roughly and blasted her energy into the ground.

A dark mark carved itself into the ground like a forming scar, branching outward in sharp-edged crystals until they enveloped the entire chamber. The cost of creating such a thing was immediate. Linthia’s face drained of color, her energy spent completely the moment the mark completed.

Once the energy settled in them, Linthia staggered and fell backward.

Varya was fast enough to catch her.

”Is it really necessary?” Lilliana asked, amused at the cost of doing this on Linthia’s face.

Linthia didn’t answer.

She wanted to make sure that whenever it gets too hard and dangerous, Rex would know how to return to the Spirit Realm. If he followed the thread she engraved on him, he would find the gateway back to the Spirit Realm again.

This made sure that Rex would never get lost.

Of course, Rex allowed her to do this as he had already told her that he’d come back if things went awry.

Nivellen then approached him next.

Nobody could see her other than him.

But from how Davina and Lilliana reacted, flinching at the coldness, they must be able to feel her.

”I cannot meet or help you in the God Realm,” She said, cupping Rex’s face dotingly—as she hovered before him. ”Remember everything I told you. And force once... For me. For those you love. Don’t be reckless in there. Nobody can save you.”

”Once Kaiser falls, I’ll get you out of that realm,” Rex raised his hand and waved. ”Just watch me.”

Swoosh—!

Above, the energy from the gateway descended like a forming tornado.

Celestial radiance flooded the chamber as Nivellen stepped back—watching the energy claim Rex and the others. She had found him when he was nothing more than a mortal seeking vengeance. Now, that same mortal stood as a Demigod, about to venture into the God Realm itself.

Everything happened extremely fast in her divine sense of time.

And even now, she still felt surreal.

”Stay safe,” She muttered inwardly as Rex and the others were pulled into the gateway.

Rex doesn’t feel anything as the celestial light cascades across his vision and takes him away.

No pain. No change to his surroundings. No suffocation of power.

It was surprisingly a cruising endeavor.

As he neared the veil—the boundary between lower and higher planes, or so he assumed, a suction took him by surprise. Every sense muted. He felt like he was sealed in a cramped chamber, enclosed on all sides, with nothing left but himself and his mind.

He couldn’t feel the others.

Normally, he would be afraid that the others might get separated from him.

But he already made sure about everything through the System.

Just as the System described, the God Realm is open for all without any consequences of crossing over.

Its only downside was whether one could protect themselves on the other side.

He doesn’t need to worry about Kaiser or even Chaos tampering with his cruise, as they have no absolute authority in the God Realm. If they tried to do anything to him through extreme means, there would be an equal or even greater force to pin them down.

And that is what Rex was aiming for by coming to the God Realm.

A breezing sound reached his ears. Must be the crack from the veil, and now he’s in.

Rex looked down at his hands. He was floating—adrift in power that had long been suppressed. Or at least it was long for him. Now, the power flooded every corner of his being. Familiar powers. It was his elemental affinities. Curse energy. Spirit Energy. And everything he had retained in the Mortal Realm.

Nothing was suppressed anymore.

The God Realm is a higher plane.

It’s an impossibly strong and stable realm that could host any form of power without limits.

Because of that, his other powers are returning.

No adjustments needed, like when he entered the Spirit Realm.

Just a dam breaking and everything he was came rushing back.

To think that I’ve gotten this strong but still not close enough to the Gods... Bullshit.

Rex shook his head and waited. He pushed his emotions down and let himself revel in the return of his other powers. Even his King Marks were accessible again. And here, in the God Realm—with its dense energy and constant distortion—even the Lunirich Gods couldn’t track him.

It doesn’t matter how brightly those marks burned.

Soon, the celestial light dissipated.

Rex couldn’t read the notifications.

He was instantly overwhelmed by the dense air that choked him from all sides, making it hard for him to breathe properly. His vision blurred, not from the suffocation, but from some form of illusion that his eyes needed to adjust first.

And when he turned into his werewolf form, the illusion grew worse.

It forced him back to his human form.

Shit... I can’t see!

Rex tried looking around, trying to see where he was and whether there were hostile Godlings around.

But his vision was still blurry, and now, it’s also cloudy.

He scanned the area again with the System and was relieved to find nothing alive in the area.

Rex read the notification and steadied himself, letting his senses adapt to the surroundings. Five minutes passed, and as the System said, his senses returned. He blinked once. Twice. Finally, his vision cleared, and he could see where he was.

He was in a meadow that stretched beneath towering ancient trees.

Their trunks twisted upward and weaved together into a dense canopy that allowed very little light in.

A dim and blue meadow covered in a very thin mist.

Rex felt the air was cool and unnaturally still to the point he could hear his own breath echoing.

Pale flowers scattered across the field in quiet clusters, their faint glow dotting the grass like fallen stars.

Their glow didn’t brighten the land. It simply exists.

Ahead, the path running through the meadow is narrow and uneven, barely visible beneath damp soil and long blades of grass. It winds deeper into the forest where the mist thickens—and the ancient trees bend inward like silent watchers.

Nothing moves in this place.

No wind stirs the leaves. No hum of insects. No birds call from the branches.

But the meadow doesn’t feel dead; it feels ancient.

As if this meadow has existed since the first moment of the world, before the dawn of time.

Rex looked over his shoulder and saw that the others were still adapting.

Unsurprisingly, Nash was adapting quicker as he already managed to raise his gaze to look around.

Davina and Lilliana were still probing the ground like someone blind.

But as Rex was checking on them, holding their hands and whispering to them that he was right by their sides, his focus was pulled elsewhere. In the distance, beyond the mist, he saw a silhouette that resembled a stone.

It was unmoving, but his senses were sensing something odd about it.

And true enough, the stone moved slightly.

Under Rex’s gaze, it made a slow turn until a pair of dimly glowing eyes met with his.

He was about to scan it with the System, exercising caution as this realm is foreign and vastly different from any he had entered and lived in before. But the stone met his eyes first. According to Nivellen, the Primordial Meadow is ruled over by the Overseer of Realms. Safe, she said. Relatively. But not without its dangers.

Slowly, his eyes widened as he watched the stone stand up, becoming a silhouette of a massive person.

A humanoid that seemed to be holding what suspiciously looked like a javelin.

But encountering a Godling right after entering? Had things changed since she was here?