Supremacy Games

Scared shitless, the players stood above the sand with heartbeats racing and tense limbs. Their eyes kept shifting from a sand dun to another, trying to catch a glimpse at the predator underneath them. Unfortunately, only rolling waves of sand covered their vision.

There was absolutely no sign of the serpent's whereabouts. This feeling of knowing that they were being watched without the ability to discern from where caused their already tense limbs to stiffen even further.

They would rather have the beast towering over them as before than hide underneath their feet like this.

Seconds went by and the only thing that was still making its presence heard, was the sound of the desert getting larger and spreading wider.

The serpent was acting the same as a chef, preparing the ingredients meticulously before cooking them off. However, its way of doing things was putting a dent in those players' mentality.

Their gut feeling screamed at them to leave this death trap. Yet, their bodies were as unresponsive as a log.

Zoe and the spectators all went quiet as well. No one made a single sound, as their eyes were fixated on the serpent that was swimming within the sand, unhindered like a fish in the ocean. Few whispers were thrown here and there about who was the lucky player to get picked up first.

Suddenly, their eyes brightened up, as they noticed the serpent slithering towards a player that had a frozen area of sand around him.

The player was putting his entire focus on freezing the sand underneath him, so the serpent wouldn't pop out straight under his feet.

Too bad, his proactive defensive attempt made the serpent put its focus on him first. It sensed that it shouldn't let him continue building his defenses around him. Otherwise, it would affect its final attack.

Thus, the poor lad just shot himself in the foot, as the serpent used its long golden tail like a whip, sending it towards his feet.

Boom, Crack!

The frozen sand broke into small pieces, as the tail kept penetrating it without a single ounce of resistance.

Frightened, the player tried to jump in the air after sensing that his defenses were getting ruptured within moments. However, before he reached even one-meter mid-air, the tail latched into his waist and dragged him down, burying him out of sight in an instant.

It happened so fast, the others in the area didn't even catch a glimpse at the serpent. The only thing their eyes kept feeding them was a two-meter hole left behind after that deadly and hidden ambush.

The open cross was engulfed in an ever creepier silence. Gulping sounds were heard here and there, as the players were on the verge of a mental breakdown. Their mind and instinct kept clashing for control over their bodies.

signals to retreat as fast as possible. Meanwhile, their

a null chance of slaying the serpent with their basic synergy, but now, it was

the eyes of the spectators, waiting

trashy display of skills. In her eyes, there were plenty of ways

and fastest way, was of course to use a bait to drag the serpent out and bombard it with a barrage

underneath while having every defensive ability on him

with its top-notch hearing would not miss his voice, and after constant provocative attempts, the

rangers with all of their strongest offensive abilities would have an easy time barraging

the many ways this battle could have

for those randoms who weren't even able to control their own decisions properly? Forget about having synergy with each other, they didn't even have a proper synergy

bloodline. The players' gut feeling always gets in the way of her request, thus lowering their strength

it. She would rather blame the stupidity of her minions than to accept that her

Terror Serpent wasn't in the mood to entertain her ego, as its

worried about this unknown action and

"It is coming!!!!"

finger at the serpent, which buried deep down start to coil around itself until

up yet again, but this time instead of releasing sand, it withdrew

Whoosh! Whoosh!...

fast, then its withdrawal

that the sand was whirling in the process, creating a

was traveling 750km/h. Their

in the air just to be obliterated

"Ahh.!..."

scream over this torturous way of

much. Sadly, it wasn't even close, as the sand inside his stomach kept trying to withdraw to

a mini storm inside the

Oooooh!

at the sight of that player's guts,