It took little to no time to secure their entry point into the city, thus giving Rex the freedom to send his blood serpents deeper in and begin the last proper purge of Nor. And while there would be quite a few slaves taken his time, just like with Provedence, Rex could not care much about their coming fates. Rex was well aware he could be easily called hypocrite, for how two faced or natured he was, when dealing with different groups around him. But quite honestly, Rex did not care. He was who he was, and that also meant rather obvious difference between his treatment of HIS people, strangers or enemies.
Nonetheless, the taks was clear, so his constructs kept pouring in, gaining more and more ground with each passing second. The A class serpents did rather good, but it was the group of S class constructs that created the greatest disparities in the trenght of the two groups. Rex himself not withstanding. Rex moved with unreasonable speeds and purpose, finding every S class fighter that was scattered around the town, to protect strategic locations, and then either outright killed them or herded them towards the breach point. There, a bit more to the side, his constructs were slowly, but surely, creating a sort of arena in the debris of the place.
Rex did not need much time to gather up three S class defenders, and at this point they were all in the middle of the freshly aranged arena. They were incredibly tense, each and every one rather well aware by now how the most dangerous individual of this blood army had been toying with them during their futile chase of the man. Backs together, they waited for whatever danger would charge their way any moment.
It took around five minutes, untill someone dropped into the improvised arena. A giant of a man, with rather few pieces of clothing on his person, and a giant, primitive axe in each hand. If they had to describe their opponent that was aproaching, they would all sue the same word- Barbarian. Rex just looked from the side as jorg aproached the trio, shit eating grin on his face. It was obvious the leader of the Mountains Rage was as happy as he could be, having recieved his cherry on the piece of cake he had been given. Rex was also sure Jorg would properly thank him later for the gift.
And just as Rex had expected, Jorg wasted no time in chargin at the trio, bith his axes in hands, and swung with full force, making his opponents to scurry to different sides, desperately avoiding the strike.
BOOOM.
A huge dust could explodes from the impact place of Jorgs axes, obscuring the area for just a moment, but Jorg was both experienced and physically more capable than his opponents, and so he quickly identified the nearest of the three and once again charged in the mans dirrection. This time, his target did not have enough time to entirely dodge the strike coming for him, so he was forced to parry the strike partially, drawing out a cry of pain from said man as he did so. he was flung away even still, as one of his hands had slight fractures from the immense power it had to endure, during the parry.
"HA ha ha ha." Laughed Jorg as he once again charged after the poor man who happened to earn his innitial attention, but the mans allies had not been idle, as they flanked Jorg and tried to inflict proper wound on him from the flanking positions and their moves. unfortunatelly, jorg was not just stronger, but faster as well, reacting in time and deflecting both strikes, causing the due to slide back from the force, and at the same time delivering a bone crushing kick to the chest area of his first target, who barely blocked the hit, but as a result, his amr bones were shattered from the impact.
Yet another shriek of pain escaped the lips of the unlucky man, and more laughter followed from Jorg, who soon flung one of his axes after the flying man, and charged in the same dirrection once again. With a loud 'thud' teh unfortunate man slammed into the wall, followed by a metal slicing into flesh and crushing bones, as the flung axe lodged itself in the nearly knocked out mans chest, nearly splitting him in half and ending his life right then and there. Just a moment later, Jorg was in front of the fresh corpe and he dislodged his axe from the wall, allowing the pinned body to hit the ground, increasing the blood puddles size that had started to form beneath it.
With evergrowing grin on his face, he quickly parried the two incoming attacks from the now desperate two remaining S ranks, once again causing them to slide back due to the incredible strenght exerted in his parries. Then, once again he dashed after his next prey, repeating his current strategy of overwhelming his current opponents with brute strenght and speed, as well as savage debilitating strikes. And while some would think that Jorg was just brute forcing his way through the fight, had Rex still been here he could point out the precise movement and calculated strikes, as well as the measured follow ups after each strike. In just a few more minutes, the remaining two defenders were mangled puddles of flesh on the ground, haing met similar end to their third companion that had engaged Jorg in this makeshit arena. And while it was tru that Jorg had never trully been pushed to his limits, he still had quite a bit of fun. And with a huge grin on his face, and his blood pumping he joined his subordinates to speed up the pillaging of the city. They had just started after all, and there were a lot of ground to cover, and even more potential slaves to capture and sort.
Rex had seen the entire fight Jorg had just ended, even if he himself was not present for it all. He had some pidgeons to catch, and so he did. He was now standing in front of a rather richly decorated church, a group of inquisitors and the aforementioned half angel standing in front of him, all armed and poised for combat, though Rex only really had eyes for the half celestial. The young man was clad in silvery armor, a large silver shield and flaming sword as his armaments. Two pairs of wings stretching out from his back, as well as light glowing eyes that radiated holy energy. Still, the angel was a bit under two meters tall, wings not including, clearly indicating the half breeds status.
"Naughty, naughty." Rex spoke with slight amusement as his head slightly turned towards a woman at the churchs door, who seemed around fourthy years old. He could see the connection between the half breed and her. It was quite clear that the woman had been a saint of sort, or well acomplished oracle at one time, having earned the right to carry one of Echlisiarchies holy guardians into this world. At this point Rex could not figure out only one thing- would the mother of a holy guardian be worthy of a slot in Neo's business. She was pretty enough for sure.
"Ehh, I will figure it out later. Can dispose of you if you happen to be useless." Rex spoke in a calm manner, but was clearly heard by both the angel and the woman in question.
That did get a reaction out of his opposition, causing the inquisitors charge at him, soon followed by the celestial. Unfortuantely, this ones progeny, both the sire angel and the mother were not of too high quality, resulting in just an S class entity, and barely that as well. So it was no wonder that the inquisitors fell in just a blink of an eye, Limitless tasting the blood of every single foolish mortal charging at him, whiel the celestial was slightly more lucky, having only lost his sword arm and a wing. Still, the angle was on the ground, clasping the stub with his remainng arm, while twitching in pain and howling.
A quick swing of his blade cleaned it of any residual blood that might have stuck to it, and once limitless was clean, Rex sheated it and withdrew Royce's torture swords.
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"Lets see how much pain can a celestial half breed withstand before breaking down."
The mother of the angel was apparently aware of what the swords meant, since the moment she saw them appear in Rex hands, she was rushing forward, and nearly lunged to cover the angel with her body.
"MERCY! PLEASE TAKE ME IN STEAD!" she cried as she cradled the passing out angel. There was absolutely no defieance in her words, no fight at all. Just desperation to spare her child from what was to come.
"Surrender your soul to me then. Submit willingly, and your child will be spared the torture to come." Were Rex's words in return, and the woman did not hesitate at all, as she quickly got on her knees in front of Rex and bowed.
"Whatever master demands." and she stretched her hands forward, palms facing upwards and relaxed, as relaxed as the woman could be at this point, fear for her child permeating her being.
"Strip."
A single comand from Rex, and the woman immediatly followed his command, though the moment her upper garment was half open, revealing a rather well sized bust, Rex stretched out his hand, connecting to the womans flesh, and branding her at that moment.
"Thats enough." And the woman stopped her despertae try to follows Rex command, now trully his property in every sense of the word.
"You did as ordered, I sensed no resistance whatsoever during the branding." Rex spoke as he put away the torture swords of his.
"And so I will abide by my side of the deal. He goes peacefully in his sleep."
With those words spoken Rex releases an extremely precise and aimed burst of mana and aura combination, knocking the angel unconscious, then he deployed even more aura to maintain the celestial in said condition, so no matter what happened, the incapacitated angel remain in said state. The woman scrambled and once again enveloped her son in her arms, crying and pleading for his life, recieving a rather blank stare from Rex as he leaned in towards her, and spoke in a rather calm but cold voice.
"Look in these eyes of mine, understand that I somehow survived your traditions regarding archons upon their birth, and ask yourself, would such a man find mercy towards those that sentenced him to death."
As he spoke, the woman did lok in to his eyes, her own facial expression turning ever more pale in fear, desperation and understanding.
"And your, ow so kind god has done nothing to right your actions." he then smirked "You live because I see value in your continiued existance, and that is the only reason you are not right there" Rex pointed to the place in front of the church she stood before "lying on the ground dead, in a pool of your own blood. Only you and your god knows just what kind of atrocities did you perform to earn the priviledge of bringing that angel this life."
And with that said, Rex lifted his hand in front of himself, and motioned squeezed an imaginary object in his empty palm. The body of the angel jerked and then went still, all signs of life leaving its body. Rex had ruptured the heart, instantly killing the being and not much later the body started to scatter into motes of light, since without a soul to maintain the celestials body it returned to its began to disperse, much like bodies after Rex drains them, though at a much slower rate than that.
Even as he was dealing with the little distraction, he still kept his eye on the things happening in the city, sending his S class blood serpents to the most contested areas, quickly relieving the pressure on his Svergi warriors in said places. Once the body of the celestial had dispersed and the mother no longer had anything to hold, Rex turned to her, and gave an order, one of his serpents having slithered its way next to the grieving woman.
"Get on top of it, and stay mounted." He did not bother much with the woman, who mechanically did as told in her trance like state., and with her secured, Rex sent the serpent construct carrying her off towards his forces in the already secured zones. With that out of the way, he once again refocussed his attention on the castle he was in entirelly, the subconscous and auto prosesses that tracked the entire battlefield not including.
"Now then, back to business." Rex said to himself as he moved forward, Limitless in hand. And just like before, nothing that stood in his way lived for long, getting slpit into pieces as his blade drank more and more blood of his enemies. Rex himself was even starting to make jokes about his weapong having been bathed in enough blood that it could at any moment turn into a proper demonic sword. Something, he would later learn was actually joke that could come to reality, though not quite yet.
Rex could only sigh with content, as he looked outside the window of the now empty castle. he had spent a bit of time finishing his purge of the leaders of the city and was now focussing more of his attention on the city itself. He could easily notice the difference in the precision and effectiveness of his constructs soar when he actually focussed on controlling them wholeheartedly, not just running them subconsciously on auto pilot, even if the latter was still immensly usefull in and of itself.
Jorg had brought a much larger force this time as well, having been informed of the estimated size and power of the overall opposition, and thus, their job was also coming along rather smoothly. His eagle did whatever it wanted as well, every now and then swooping in to grab a fresh snack from the enemy's side, creating no small amount of distress into who ever had the unfortunate opportunity to see the action with their own eyes. Having to worry about the enemy possibly appearing from any size, including up, was quite stressfull after all.
Arana was allowed to exact some more of her anger towards the echlisiarcy now as well, what with Rex fully focusing on his serpent constructs. She was now in the noble district, acompanied by Jirgen and a near dozen S class constructs as Rex was moving away from the castle to join her. Arana had snapped and awakened her bloodline in the village, and while Rex was quite the soothing presence for the young woman, he could also see how that awakening brought out a few dragonic traits. Luckaly for veryone who mattered, those traits were detrimental for the enemies, not Rex and his family, though he supposed it was more prudent to call his harem and servants 'their family'. Arana was, after all, also part of the family, even if only a sister. Ney, Rex would argue that as his sister she was all the more entitled to such a position.
A few minutes later Rex was by Aranas side, watching as the young woman was improving in her torture techniques by the second, each next person being slowly sliced by her, one precise cut after another. Rex supposed Mr. Han would shed a tear from joy, seeing the younger generation taking such interest and showing so much entusiasm in inflicting pain upon others. Rex however knew better. Arana was only somewhat finding this pleasant, on account that her bloodline awakening had left her in a rather agitated state, with only his presence serving as a buffer and suppressant. He also was quite sure that all she needed to do was blow off quite a bit off steam, just as she was doing right now, and who better to blow it off on, than the nation that was responsible for it all in the first place. With the S class defenders out of the picture, and ratehr overkill protective detail, there was no actual danger for her, but nevertheless, Rex had decided to be by her side as much as possible. It was always safer to do things himself.
With Rex there, watching over her, Arana got even more excited and enthusiastic, some small smile adorning her face as she looked like a younger sibbling trying to show their elder ones how much they have improved and expecting a praise for said improvement. Rex could only chuckle at that, what with him, technically being younger than his sister, though due to his souls age, he still took the lead in that category. Still, being the person he was and wanting to actually spoil his sister, he did exactly as his sister was hoping he would act.
Once Arana was done with her latest mark, she strolled over to Rex side, large and sparkling eyes looking into his own, monstrous ones, expectantly.
"You have notably improved." he started as he slowly carressed her hair, "Your movements are a little sharper and more precise, your sword handling has increased quite a lot as well, since I can see much less hesitation and uncertainty in them."
Aranas smile widened as she recieved more and more praises from her brother, and she listened quite attentively when he spoke of some areas she could attain quite the growth without spending too much time and mental power. Still, in her mind that was for later, as she still had a bunch of noble estates to cleanse, and so, with Rex behind her, she proceeded to do exactly that.