The Invincible Full-Moon System

Chapter 1176: Breaking Her (3)

Kyran's savage declaration seemed to stop the time.

Everything around them froze as Bevryth bore witness to the horror she was seeing.

Inside the kingdom, the hottest topic was the Silverstar Pack.

Learning from the talks of the people, she came to know that the Alpha hated Supernaturals before but that hatred stopped, as he turned a new better page. His aim changed from utter genocide of the Supernatural races to unite both the Supernaturals and Humans.

Despite Rex's fearsome reputation, he was well known to be ruthless only to his enemies.

Others who were not searching for trouble with him were basically ignored.

Additionally—Bevryth also learned about each one of the Silverstar Pack members beginning from the Luna, the Female Alpha, and the Beta. She had a rough picture of what, each one of them was capable of.

But out of all of them, she knew little to nothing about Kyran.

She knew that he existed within the pack, but the information about him was scarce.

One and only thing that she knew was the fact that Kyran was spotted first when he bumped into a group of young Dark Elves, and also knew, he was the fiance of Naela. Other than that, Bevryth didn't know much about him.

Initially, she reckoned that Kyran was probably the most underwhelming out of all.

However, at this moment, she realized that she was gravely wrong.

Kyran was not the most underwhelming, he kept his ruthlessness hidden securely. Read exclusive content at m v l em pyr

His dark side only came to those who he was aiming.

From this situation alone, Kyran was probably the most terrifying out of all.

Making yet another mistake of threatening him—Bevryth saw him making a swing, at the ice coffin belonging to her older sister, shattering its front, from the impact. A split second after that, Bevryth saw her sister who was also surprised to see the ice coffin shattering.

In the following second, however, the sister was caught off guard by an attack.

Not even struggling, Kyran gauged out her heart, tearing through her body with his claws.

He did not care how he took the heart, digging messily through the sister's chest to extract it and without hesitation—he put it in his mouth, and clamped it down. Red blood squirted from the heart, splattering across the roof of his mouth.

Even the sister saw this all happening right in front of her eyes.

She watched as Kyran devoured her heart, her mind was intact for seconds to witness that.

Realizing what had happened, the sister leaned her head back to look at Bevryth.

Her eyes contained sadness, looking at Bevryth with a gaze only she understood.

"We should learn more about the situation before making our move, don't be reckless..."

Bevryth could hear her sister's words ringing inside her heart.

Just before the attack on Evelyn happened, her sister warned her from making such a drastic move right after they just awakened from their thousands of years of slumber. However—she found that the opportune moment was too good to pass up.

Due to that, Bevryth ignored her warning and proceeded with her plan.

And now, her negligence caused her sister's demise.

"N- No..." Bevryth whispered inaudible, her eyes began to pool and water down.

Like a broken dam, she began crying profusely.

Her heart felt like it was being pinched from that one last, painful eye contact they made.

All of this happened because of her doings.

Bevryth could see her sister's soul lifted from her corporeal body, and at the sight of it—a lot of things swirled, inside her mind. One is the fact, that she was being arrogant—thinking that Kyran wouldn't dare to do such a thing.

Once again, she was wrong, Kyran came here for blood and she didn't respect that.

Seeing as strength left her sister's body, Bevryth could feel her entire body burning.

Memories weighing thousands of years she shared with her sister, passed through her mind, all of the near-death experiences, and all of the struggles—every moment flashed inside her mind and made her body hotter and hotter by the second.

"RAARRGHH! I'LL KILL YOU!"

In a fit of anger, Bevryth unleashed a mighty roar—eyes bulging viciously.

Grabbing her dagger once again, she dashed forward.

"Oh, blessed Mother... grant me the power to strike down the enemy before me!"

Calling upon the strength blessed by the Mother of Dark Nature, the dagger glowed brightly with a blinding aura that shone throughout the area. As Bevryth leaped, the light condensed to only a centimeter on the blade of the dagger, vibrating with intense power.

As if she was possessed, Bevryth made a brutal downswing with everything she got.

Her eyes turned entirely bronze, gritting her teeth with the intention of killing.

Swoosh!

Beveryth's dagger unleashed a cleaving arc of bronze energy that seemed to be capable of cutting through anything it touched. Its entire length was vibrating with intense power, fully displaying the might of her realm.

Like a bullet, it fired fast and hit Kyran solidly.

Boom!!

Under the might of the energy slash, the ground exploded.

Out of rampage, she unleashed multiple attacks that shook the ground in the area.

Every swing was filled with power and more importantly, emotion, as tears welled up in her eyes realizing that her sister was dead. She couldn't accept it—her mind couldn't accept it, she didn't want all of this to be her fault.

At the sight of this, Valthor garnered his energy desperately.

Surprisingly, he managed to take the enchanted cloth, covering his mouth off of him.

"Bevryth Aldri! Do not engage! Let's not make it worse—give him what he wants, and tell him the truth. Don't escalate this any further!!" He yelled, desperately trying to stop Bevrtyh from making things worse.

Upon hearing his voice, Bevryth snapped out of her rampage, realizing what she had done.

'D- Did I go too far...?' She thought inside her head.

Landing on the ground lightly, her body trembled out of the fear that Kyran might be severely wounded, from her attack or even worse. Using a blessing from Dark Nature—not even Kyran could sustain that kind of attack.

Raising her gaze, she looked at the cloud of smoke, the aftermath of her rampage.

However, the air got stuck in her throat as she choked in horror.

Poking from the cloud of smoke was the same, unwavering two pairs of azure eyes.

Despite her relentless attack, her strongest attack that was blessed, Kyran was still standing on his spot, with mere scratches all over his body. However, unlike before, the expression he was wearing right now was cold.

No emotion, no ridicule, no nothing—it was ice-cold stoic, looking at Bevryth calmly.

Even the wounds he suffered began to steam, regenerating rapidly.

Swoosh!

Just before Bevryth could react or even realize—an ice spike impaled her stomach cleanly, it injected her with pain beyond measure. As if that was not enough, Kyran blitzed through the gap between them like a ghost and landed a powerful strike.

The strike hits her jaw, a savage upswing sending Bevryth flying into the air.

Shing!

Shing!

Following that—before Bevryth's momentum could shift to her going back down—both of her hands were spiked by a big ice spike, crucifying her up in the air in an uncomfortable position—it happened way before she could realize what was going on.

Hissing in pain, she opened her eyes and looked down, only to see Kyran was staring at her.

"We... We are about the same realm,' Bevryth pondered, her pupils shaking, as she looked at Kyran intensely. 'Me and him is at the ninth-rank realm—and yet, the disparity between us is this large? Is this the power of the Silverstar Pack...?'

As all of this was happening, a figure was watching from the side.

Naela was there, peeking from behind a tree as she arrived earlier and was greeted by this.

A horrifying spectacle that was created by her fiance himself.

Moments earlier.

Upon realizing that Bevryth lied to her, she instantly went to meet with General Theodas.

Surprisingly enough—General Theodas didn't seem shocked when she told him that Bevryth had fled. It was only then that she learned from him that Kyran giving her a chance had been nothing but a simple fluke.

Bevryth will not apologize and Kyran knows it for certain.

As opposed to giving Naela a chance to make a change, he was using her instead.

Kyran wanted to break Bevryth—and the regret of being able to change her fate recently by doing as Naela said or even heeding General Theodas' warning would be crippling for her. It was all a part of Kyran's play of exacting the punishment.

Despite her surprise, Naela forces General Theodas to tell her where Kyran is right now.

And from that, she ran to the forest in search of him.

She arrived right when the situation began, she listened through Kyran's conversations with Bevryth—and even saw the peak of the scary situation as Kyran ate Bevryth's sister's heart savagely. And all she could do was watch as the scene unfolded.

Even the notion of going out and confronting Kyran terrifies her.

Despite already being warned by Adhara, and even subconsciously realizing that Kyran has changed ever since he woke up from his deep slumber, becoming more violent than before, she was still not ready to bear witness to this side of Kyran.

It was as if Kyran was not being himself, or rather, he was hiding his real self all this time.

'M- Madam Bevryth needs my help...' Naela thought inwardly.

However, even though she could definitely help to at least de-escalate the situation, Naela found that her legs were spiked into the ground. She was incapable of moving her legs, no matter how much she tried, it was not possible.

On the other hand, Kyran coldly cleaned himself from the blood on his body.

All of his wounds were already healed.

"Nothing I do here is personal, Bevyrth" He said abruptly, infusing the ice spies that crucified Bevryth with dark elements—making it nearly impossible for her, to channel her energy. "If it were up to me, I don't give a fuck if you attack Evelyn or not. Evelyn is alive, and a scratch to her is nothing. Only the Emperor wanted this, he sent me here to deal with you"

Just then, Kyran's expression contorted savagely as he glared at Bevryth.

His aura spiked to the point that the place began to shake.

"But threatening the Emperor on the other hand..." He continued, his voice deeper. "And even threatening the peace, he dedicated himself to achieve. Now that, Bevryth, is going too far. It is now personal to me. I forgave nobody who stands in the Emperor's way"

Upon saying that, Kyran summoned dozens of thin ice spikes.

He controlled all of them poised to stab the seven remaining ice coffins—right behind him, or right across Bevrtyh. Knowing where to poke, Kyran decided to continue with Bevryth's other sister, for the sake of causing her mental pain.

Splash!

Seven ice spikes pierced one ice coffin, making a momentary rain of blood falling down.

"KRAAHHKK!!"

Another womanly voice exploded once again, piercing Bevryth's ears.

"I was wrong! I'm sorry! I apologize for hurting the Empress and threatening the Emperor!"

Bevryth at last, cried out her apology, ignoring her hands that were bleeding and splashing blood everywhere, from her trying to break free and help her other sister. Even then, Kyran was not stopping, he kept torturing Bevryth's other sister ruthlessly.

"Don't you have siblings? Brothers? Sisters?! If so don't do this, I apologize! FORGIVE ME!"

Upon hearing this, Kyran stopped, silent for a moment.

"I have two older sisters and both of them are already dead," His mind went back to the past, the moment of their deaths—killed by Goblins, was clear in his mind. "But even in death, they are still with me—whispering, that this is not right, that I am better than this, that I am naught but a sweet boy. I was swayed, they are my sisters after all..."

Following those last words, Kyran's expression recovered its ruthlessness.

"But then, I came to remember, there's a reason why they are dead and I'm still here alive and well" He added—eyes as deadly as the tip of the Devil's blade. "So don't bring my sisters into this, they are dead"

Sparing no mercy, he continued the torture, focused on breaking Bevryth's mind.