The Invincible Full-Moon System

It has been quite some time since he needed to torture someone for information.

Even though he hadn’t been able to exercise, his torturing skills—learned from his time in the military, considering he almost died in his first mission, Rex still remembered the versatility of torturing methods that will vary depending on the target.

Figuring out the target’s fear was the first thing to do before starting the torture process.

Because of that, interrogation comes first before the torture.

Rex was about to do that, he was about to probe around for Catherine’s fears.

Additionally, in possession of Whiro the Necklace of Despair Rex could easily gauge the fears as he could literally see fears with his eyes. He had already made guesses, but all of that was vanquished when Catherine suddenly gave up without resisting.

She was complying even before being tortured.

"No resistance? Or is this a fluke and only lies would come out of your mouth?" Rex asked.

Catherine shook her head, "No, it’s not a trick. I’ll answer your questions..."

"I... I can sense your divine energy, you’re a Demi-God. N- No doubt, you’re him, aren’t you? You’re the one who killed an Executor in this continent" She added, seeing that Rex wanted an explanation, he wanted her to convince him.

Peering into Catherine’s eyes, Rex could see no abilities to be guille or cunning.

Like a blank canvas, she exudes an air of innocence.

I even bought information from the System to humiliate Angels, I guess I don’t need that.

"Before I ask you my questions, let me see you properly," Rex said seriously.

On the other hand, Catherine was terrified, "S- See me...?"

Not even minding her reaction, Rex stepped closer and grabbed her by the arm, forcing her to stand up straight. Rex then began circling her as she stood like a mannequin—inspecting every nook of her physical appearance.

Her long slender legs, the back of her golden hair, and ended on her slightly exposed back.

Rex didn’t even restrain himself from touching parts of her body.

Especially the halo behind her head that could only be touched using energy.

It also made Catherine react fiercely when he touched it.

He had never seen an Angel before, but he assumed they were the same as in the myths.

But seeing Catherine right now, it doesn’t seem to be the case.

"Are you hiding your wings? Where are your wings?" Rex asked in confusion.

Upon hearing this, Catherine clenched her intertwined hands in front of her body and looked down in embarrassment as she was being inspected, "I- I haven’t reached the sufficient rank to be equipped with wings, so I don’t have them"

"Equipped? Don’t you mean blessed?" Rex frowned, finding the word quite odd.

Catherine glanced over her shoulder and shook her head, "No- What? I don’t understand"

"Angels would grow their wings if they reached a specific realm, right?"

"No... Please don’t compare us to Demons. Our wings are armor made by the Blessed Origin"

Only then that Rex couldn’t help but frown.

Since every single Supernatural race has been somewhat accurate to their myths, Rex thinks that the Angels would be the same too. In their depictions—it has always been depicted that Angels, like Demons, would grow their wings depending on their divinity.

As a servant and messenger of God, they must have wings.

But in reality, their wings were nothing more than equipment, battle equipment it seemed.

Rex then refocused and circled back to the front.

He made one last up-and-down look at Catherine and came to a conclusion.

Aside from the halo behind her head and some golden markings across her body, she looked exactly like a Human. Demons didn’t take the form of Humans—the ones who did were those like Elder Tilrith who was ruler of the Sin of Lust. So it’s natural for her to use a Human form if I’m around.

If Rex was said to depict Angels, he would depict them as a blob of light with many wings.

On the other hand, Catherine was anything but that so it came as a surprise.

"Are you finished inspecting me? Am I allowed to sit again...?" Catherine suddenly asked.

Upon hearing this, Rex snapped out of his mind and nodded his head.

Almost instantly, she slumped onto the wooden floor as her legs were shaking from trying to stay standing up. She was very weak right now. "Can I make a request—before we begin our session...?"

Rex cackled in response, "You are not in the position to make requests,"

"But since I’m curious, I’ll hear you out, what is your request?" He asked with a firm tone.

Pausing for a moment to calm her slightly heavy breaths, Catherine then said, "In truth, this place is suffocating me. Angels are sensitive to bad things, and this place... it’s choking me, and I might pass out if I stay here for too long"

Looking around the place, Rex raised an eyebrow in contemplation.

I guess that’s logical, this place is where the Witch of Chaos stayed before the war.

Moments later.

Rex stepped onto the very top balcony, viewing the night sky and also the cityscape.

Following from behind weakly was Catherine.

Even though there were no restraints on her, Rex was not fearful that she might escape.

It’s literally impossible to escape the castle for her.

Signaling the servant at the balcony entrance to leave—Rex stepped to the edge and inhaled the fresh night air deeply. He then pivoted his body around to face Catherine. "Is this more to your liking? Any other requests?"

Despite sounding sarcastic, Rex felt somewhat good to grant her request.

He thought of nothing before, but as he stood here, his eyebrows dipped into a frown.

A notification appeared in front of him.

<Notice: the user is being influenced by Canvas of the White Angel!>

So this good feeling, is this her power?

<Yes>

Catherine is extremely weak compared to me, how can her power influence me?

<A Werewolf’s natural instinct considers her power as harmless as it only induced the feeling of goodness in those around her, thus her power was able to nullify all of the user’s very high mental stat and treated it, as if it was zero. It could only be blocked, if the user is consciously being aware of its power and manually harden the user’s mind>

Harmless again, just like the case with Calidora. Seems like this is a Werewolf’s flaw.

"T- Thank you, this is way better..." Catherine said as she sat on a chair to the side.

Her complexion instantly got better, she was not lying.

"Now that we’re more comfortable, tell me, why does your appearance look Human?"

"It’s all tied up to our awakening, and it’s a long story"

"I got time, explain it to me"

Catherine, as she said earlier, complied and explained the answer to Rex.

She didn’t know how the Angels survived the crusade done by the Supreme One in the past, but she was one of the survivors. During the Supernatural Emergence—when Supernaturals, made their first appearance, some Angels were awakened too.

But their numbers were extremely pitiful, so they remained hidden.

Moreover, they were all grieving as they still remember the day of their Origin’s death.

Having to be Awakened inside the Human territory—close to the heart, the Angels who were awoken couldn’t go anywhere until one Angel, who was now the Ruler of the Angels decided to tweak the forbidden ritual.

Even though they were humanoid in appearance already, there were still inhuman traits.

Feathers, white or golden scales, glowing eyes, they were still Angels.

Due to that reason, the Angels feared the Humans would realize and hunt them down.

So Void began his research of the forbidden ritual.

As opposed to turning other Humans into Angels, he was aiming to do the opposite.

And surprisingly, he succeeds.

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Under the new ritual—he was able to morph himself into looking more like a Human, erasing the inhuman traits, an Angel would have. Because of that success—the Angels could go out and mingle with the Humans unnoticed.

On top of that, the other Angels also began to revolve around Void.

Void easily became the leader because of that.

A leader is needed in times like that, but Void being the leader was a big mistake.

Maybe due to grief or he planned this all along, Void began to influence the others with his twisted belief, that their Origin’s path was wrong—and that path was making them weaker. Angels were not meant to always be good and protect others.

Since the Origin had died, there was no absolute light as a guide for the survivors.

Only Void’s light was present, and his light became the guide.

As time passes, through an unknown method, Void becomes stronger and stronger—and the climax happens when the Second Breath comes. Naturally, the stronger Angels, even several Archangels were awakened and they opposed Void and what he had done.

But when the Second Breath came, Void was able to instantly achieve a breakthrough.

He reached the tenth-rank realm on day one without a hitch.

Not even the Archangels could stop him at that time, and they were all massacred.

More than that, the sight of Void defeating several Archangels at once was an eye-opener, it was the proof that some Angels needed that the new light is superior to the old light. Due to that—the rebellion forces who sided with the Archangels were also imprisoned, and tortured until they accepted the new light.

After that incident, it was mayhem—the Angels now Dark Angels began their new ways.

Rex listened to Catherine’s story from start to finish attentively.

He was trying to be alert for any lies, but the tears that trickled down Catherine’s cheeks as she told the story were proof enough, that she was being truthful. If she was lying, then she must be an actress, and Rex would admit that he was deceived.

But it doesn’t seem to be the case.

"So you’re from the rebellion forces, I assume?" Rex said, leaning against the balustrade.

Catherine wiped the tears from her cheeks and nodded, "Yes,"

"If that’s the case, tell me, why are they here on this continent?" Rex asked again.

Knowing the report from Ratmawati City, there must be something the Angels under Void want in this continent, to make them shift their attention here—and Catherine must know what it is.

"I- I don’t know..." Catherine replied meekly.

Upon hearing this, Rex’s eyes glistened as he blurred from his spot.

In an instant, he grabbed Catherine’s neck and lifted her against the wall fiercely.

"Don’t give me that bullshit, we’re getting along so don’t ruin this," Rex said as he squeezed her neck tightly—Catherine must know, in his mind. "I know Void’s attention was pulled into this continent right after I killed the Executor, so tell me what he wants!"

"Is it me...? Is that why you don’t want to say?" He added, pressing her neck strongly.

Feeling her windpipe was being squeezed shut, Catherine was gasping.

She tried to push Rex’s arm away, but her strength was akin to a droplet against a wave.

"I- I really *Hrhkk* don’t know..." Catherine forced out words through her choked neck, she was trying to talk even though it was painful to do. "I *Hrhkk* was only told *Hrhkk* to find the place where the Executor *Hrghkk* died..."

Only when she said that did Rex let go of her, causing her to slide down to the ground.

Catherine grabbed her neck, coughing a couple of times.

She could feel her throat was on the brink of being crushed earlier.

"Kyaah!"

Before Catherine could recover, Rex already grabbed her halo and yanked her head back.

He was bending down, looking at her with his crimson-glowing eyes.

"I hope you didn’t lie about anything to me because soon, I am going to find out," Rex said as he donned a devilish smile, staring directly into Catherine’s golden eyes. "You, Catherine, will help me find the others..."

Upon hearing this, Catherine gulped harshly.

"I know you’re not alone here, I know you’re not the only Angels from the rebellion forces that are here on this continent. I’m going to find them all, and ask them the same question—and if there’s even one inconsistency to your story..." Rex snapped his fingers nonchalantly.

But a figure suddenly appeared, forming from a pinkish energy above them.

It was Mavenna and her demonic appearance.

Seeing this, Catherine’s expression paled which made the smile on Rex’s spread wider.

He then promised, "I’ll let that Demoness make you and your comrades her playthings..."