The Invincible Full-Moon System

Chapter 1267: Female Alpha vs Zeta (1)

Cutting through the horde of Werewolves was quite a daunting task for the pack.

It grew increasingly hard as the pack neared the duel grounds, where the opposing pack was waiting for them, patiently. Every attacking Werewolf became motivated the closer they were to the duel grounds, their attacks becoming fierce and frantic.

Even the packs that were coming for them were stronger than the packs that attacked first.

As if that was not enough, the terrain had another obstacle coming their way.

It abruptly shifts into an ascending slope, slowing their sprint.

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Roar!

Adhara knocked two Werewolves that were leaping at her aside, giving them to the flanks.

Seeing this, Flunra and Kyran dispatched them with their own style.

Flunra opted for a swift slash to the neck—and also a stab to the heart while Kyran froze the Werewolf solid and shattered it with a punch, exploding tiny shards everywhere. In about ten minutes of fighting, they were wounded, their scars steaming as they regenerated.

Despite the regeneration draining their stamina, it couldn't be helped.

No matter how careful and efficient they were, the Werewolves were also as quick-witted.

Suddenly, an Alpha burst from behind a tree on the right.

Its predatory red eyes glistened with ferocious tendency, as it cut through, the middle of the formation and slashed Adhara's legs, forcing a pained grunt out of her lips. It came and went in an instant, disappearing into the trees once again.

Before the others could react, it already vanished.

"Tch! I'm sorry, Adhara, it struck when I was occupied" Kyran apologized, clicking his tongue.

He sensed that Alpha but he was dealing with a Werewolf so he failed to react in time.

Gritting her teeth, hissing at the burn of foreign moonlight energy, empowered by the Honey Moon—Adhara shook her head and continued to lead the pack, "The amount of Werewolves attacking us lessened, it seemed we are near" She declared.

Just as she said, the pack eventually reached the end of the road and stopped.

At the end of the steep slope was a sudden ten-meter drop that led to a flat expanse of land, where an almost imperceptible layer of water—barely wetted the ground. Beyond the watery plain, a small mound of earth rose like a dwarf mountain with the Honey Moon, gleaming with its brilliance right behind it.

Its moonlight covered the entire place, tainting the area with a yellowish hue.

Kyran glanced back and saw no Werewolves to be seen.

Even his senses couldn't pick up anyone behind, only the littered corpses of their doings.

"Seems like this is the place, the Werewolves retreated" Kyran announced.

Upon hearing this, Flunra spat blood to the side before he crossed his arms, his gaze fixed ahead, "I'm surprised the Alpha Prime didn't make a move on us. It came leading the horde but did nothing to help"

"It's expecting Rex to come so it didn't attack us" Adhara replied with conviction.

Surely, the Alpha Prime was there if Rex came with them.

Having the horde of Werewolves attack the Silverstar Pack, when there was him would be a complete massacre—and it was there to prevent that from happening alongside a couple of other Alpha Primes, presumably. ʀãŊỖβĘꞨ

Now that they were in the clear, Kyran gazed ahead and saw the same scenery.

It was quite surprising but the Silverstar Pack managed to stay in their Human forms.

A success in Adhara's eyes as the enemy gained nothing from them.

"So this is where we would fight?" Kyran mused, inspecting the area.

Adhara nodded her head before she pointed ahead, at the mound of earth in the distance.

Focusing on that body of earth, they noticed a couple of figures were there.

In fact, there were four figures there who should be their enemies.

Making a leap from the edge—Adhara and the others landed on the watery plain elegantly, a splashing sound accompanied each of their fall. A faint mist was present in the area and was visible now that they were there.

A few dead trees stood like sentinels in the distance added the eeriness of the place.

Squinting her eyes, Adhara advanced ahead, leading the group with slow steps.

As the Silverstar Pack neared the mound, the ghastly silhouettes atop it became distinct to the eyes—the enemy pack. Four Werewolves in different positions from one another—each exuding a unique, deadly aura that was amplified by the Honey Moon.

Golden stripes circled their arms like bands, a clear mark of their sole allegiance.

An allegiance to the Princess of the Honey Moon.

Despite their relaxed stances, the threat they posed was undeniable.

At the summit, one Werewolf stood with a hand on her waist, arrogance, and pride radiating from her like a thick fog. Her piercing yellow eyes met Adhara's gaze from afar, locking onto her with an intensity that spoke volumes.

Below her were the other Werewolves.

One sat cross-legged in a meditative pose, her unusually long claws resting on her knees.

Another to the right, a battle-hardened Werewolf grinned with anticipation, as she looked at the infamous Silverstar Pack—the scars marking her body viciously were a testament to the countless battles she fought and survived in the past.

Facing sideways with arms crossed on the left was the last Werewolf.

A cold and calculating demeanor etched into her features.

Looking at this, Flunra's eyes squinted at the Werewolf that was riddled with scars.

In fact, he had interacted with this Werewolf, she was quite old herself.

He then shifted his gaze to look at the Werewolf, at the very top of the mound, before he told the others what he knew, in a whisper, "That Werewolf at the top, is Riona—she was a part of the Ten Virtuous Zetas under Princess Selene of the Honey Moon. She is the strongest out of them all, the leader of the opposing group"

Back in the ancient time, there was a group called the Ten Virtuous Zetas.

All of them are incredible Werewolves under a Royal Pack.

Naturally, the group was created for the sake of glory, and the Zeta title was given to anyone who passed the ancient ritual, dating back to even Flunra's time. Eligible Werewolves—those who were able to partake in this ritual were those who had showcased absolute loyalty—and possessed incredible feats in battle.

Required feats that could only be achieved through hundreds of years of servitude.

Upon being elected, the Lunirich God would bless a Zeta with their power.

Unlike normal Werewolves, they were given leeway to achieve their own King Mark.

Being a part of the Ten Virtuous Zetas is not only a title but is attested strictly by mortal and divine assessment. All of them are incredibly strong, stronger than some Alpha Primes, have a special standing in the Werewolf society, and are considered to be the apex of Betas.

A Beta that could match an Alpha Prime, their power speaks for itself.

Adhara's eyes narrowed as she focused on the Werewolf at the peak of the mound, she was interested in this Werewolf, that could become, a Zeta. Striding closer bravely—she stopped when she was close enough, her gaze unwavering.

Instead of being nervous, a smirk tugged at one corner of her lips.

Swoosh!!

In an instant—without warning, Adhara's eyes ignited with a blinding white light—an essence that could drain the life of any Werewolf. Her bloodline, the ancient and feared Anti-Werewolf lineage, a power from the White Omicron itself, surged to the forefront.

Just from a casual flick of her power, a wave of energy was unleashed.

From the looks of it, the four Werewolves were underestimating the Silverstar Pack.

Adhara needs to fix their attitude before the duel starts.

Slicing through the air like a scythe—the pale white aura short forth from her gaze and went to instill the fear of the White Omicron to the Werewolves—before her. Feeling the enigmatic and deadly energy within this surge, the Dancing Stripe Pack recoiled as blood began to fall from their noses and even eyes.

Even the strongest among them, forged by countless battles, found themselves staggering.

Under the weight of her assault, they were forced to defend.

But not Riona.

Despite the overwhelming force—crashing down on them, Riona held Adhara's gaze without breaking. The Honey Moon King Mark on her forehead, glowed with a radiant light, shielding her from the Anti-Werewolf's power.

She stood firm at the very top, her eyes locked with Adhara's.

Realizing that Riona was able to protect herself from the Anti-Werewolf's oppression, Adhara did not continue as her eyes returned to their normal state, her power receding as a knowing smile stretched across her lips, "Let me guess, you must be the one who is going to fight me—Riona"

"And you must be the Female Alpha, Adhara," Riona replied before leaping down.

Averting her eyes to the back, she asked, "I don't see your Alpha, is he not here to babysit?"

"Same goes for you, is she being locked up in a basement somewhere?" Adhara refuted.

Despite the friendly banter, the tension was thick in the air.

Both were playing with words while simultaneously trying to hide their murderous intent.

Riona chuckled, and in a condescending way, looked Adhara up and down. She towered over Adhara in Human form—and that made this gesture more condescending, "I've heard of your name but I wonder why I can not seem to hear about your feats. Now that you're here, I think I know why..."

Upon saying that, Riona looked back and laughed in hubris.

She was mocking Adhara blatantly.

Even though the others wanted to rip Riona to shreds, they allowed Adhara to handle this.

Bending down to lean closer to Adhara, Riona smirked, "I can hear your heart beating so fast inside your chest and your blood flow is unnatural. No need to put on an act, this is your first time leading the pack without the Alpha, isn't it?"

Just like an open book, Riona was able to read through Adhara's stoic expression.

It was really her first time in this kind of scenario.

Leading the others in the name of the pack, Adhara had never done this before.

Despite the nervousness, that could be seen through—she raised her gaze, meeting Riona's gaze, and asked, "Aren't you in the same position yourself?" Adhara smirked, her malevolent eyes gleamed. "You talk about feats so you must know about him, don't you? You must have heard my Alpha's feats. Your heart rate is fine, your blood flow is also fine but my eyes could see what others could not..."

Adhara didn't crumble under pressure, she was nervous but was composed in her mind.

She could see Riona's emotional aura of pale fear.

Naturally, the atrocities Rex had done to his opponents scare her.

Killing a member of the Silverstar Pack would subject Riona to his evil, and that scares her.

Upon hearing this, Riona's eyes squinted.

She didn't know how Adhara could see through that through her mask.

"My feats may not reach you as I'm not one who likes to boast but I didn't even lift a finger and your pack members are already like that," Adhara replied—nudging her chin to Riona's back, gesturing for her to look behind.

Glancing over her shoulder, Riona saw the others were still healing from the earlier surge.

Under the Anti-Werewolf's influence, their regenerative ability is weakened.

"My feats may not rival yours, earned over centuries—but by standing here today, I've proven I don't need my past to speak for me," Adhara said, her tone laced, with sarcasm. "I've shown why I am the Female Alpha. But you—what do you have to offer? Nothing about you, seemed to be unique"

A challenge, Adhara was challenging Riona straight to her face.

Even the others, Kyran, Flunra, and Gistella were surprised when they heard what she said.

'Wouldn't she attack us if she phrased the challenge like that...?' Flunra thought wryly.

Riona's expression turned ashen at Adhara's words—the challenge cutting deep, and placing her reputation on the line in front of her packmates and even daughter. Adhara had managed to wound them all with just a simple attack, and Riona knew she had to respond equally.

Clenching her fist, she let her kingly energy spiral fiercely within her arm.

Exhaling a low grunt, she made her move which stimulated a reaction from even Adhara.

CRACK!

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