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On a blood screen manifested through magic, the view of Rex holding the Executor's form by the nape was displayed. All who were looking at the screen had their eyes widened in shock, the conclusion skimmed past their minds, but it was still surprising when it happened.

Elder Nolacula leaned back on his seat with his eyes glued onto the screen.

"He defeated the Executor..." He muttered in utter disbelief.

Upon hearing this, Elder Tilrith smiled as her eyes flickered with intensity, "As I expected,"

"Normally, even the Werewolf's kingly energy, as dense as the Royal Black Prince's would not be able to kill the Executor for good because of the potency of the chaos elements. He could use the Golden Slayer to kill the Executor, but he found his own way around that,"

"I must say, he's quite stubborn. He really wanted to defeat the Executor with his own power"