Supremacy Games

Immediately after hearing what his ally just said, Solar Mist didn't jump from joy or sigh in relief, but actually glared at him with a furious look. He felt raging fury at his partner having a solution all along but still deciding to hide it until this point.

Just how much time did they waste standing here waiting for Felix to come by himself while they could have literally gone hunting him down already?

"You, what the hell are you saying!!" Pure Muscle, who had an ever shorter fuss than Solar Mist, gritted his teeth, trying his best to suppress his anger and not jump on Hound Stench.

"Let me explain first before exploding." Undisturbed by his allies' furious looks, Hound Stench sighed and said, "I have an ability that allows me to track anyone's location by smell. However, for it to take effect, I need Landlord's unique smell."

"So what's the problem with that?!" Pure Muscle didn't even let him continue his explanation, before snapping at him.

"Do you have his smell on you? Did you even meet up with him inside the maze?" Hound Stench's gruff voice neither rose nor lowered as he threw a barrage of questions at Pure Muscle. He simply sighed and added, "I doubt that any of you met up with Landlord inside the maze. If you did, you wouldn't have been standing here alive and kicking."

Tongue-tied, Pure Muscle unclutched his tight fist, gradually cooling himself off. Even with his potato brain, he easily figured out what he meant.

As based on what he had seen from Felix's treatment inside the game hall and the interview segment, he was certain that he wasn't a merciful person to leave a player walk away from his clutches. Especially now that there was a bet going on, where even 1 GP was important.

"Wait a second. Didn't all of us meet and interact with Landlord before we were dropped in the maze?" Quick-witted as always, Solar Mist easily found a loophole in Hound Stench's reason.

"Heh, do you think I am stupid not to notice such a thing?" Hound Stench glared at Solar Mist and said, "If I could track Landlord using such an outdated smell, I would have done so alone without needing to come here and hope to encounter him by chance."

Solar Mist nodded his head in understanding. What Hound Stench said was logical and within reason. After all, if he had such a busted ability that allowed him to track anyone no matter how far the distance separating them without having a single weakness, that ability should honestly belong to a legendary beast.

However, Solar Mist knew that Hound Stench's bloodline was from an epic tier 2 beast called Hell Hound. So, having such a weakness was completely understandable.

"The stronger the stench of the target, the easier it is for me to locate its whereabouts." Hound Stench shrugged his shoulders, "I doubt anyone of you met up with him during the last 50 minutes or so. Right?"

Solar Mist's expression instantly turned ugly after seeing that everyone was shaking their heads. However, he still didn't give up, as he promised them that anyone who met with Felix during that duration, would get a hundred million SC reward!

Unfortunately, no one spoke or stepped forward to help. Hound Stench shook his head in disappointment and returned to his position, standing silently like before with his oversized brown coat, covering his entire body, except for his exposed bald head.

He never held any hope for those players claiming that in their journey they spotted Felix. However, he still put out his card in the open to extinguish all options. Now that he did, hope for locating Felix was truly snuffed out.

No one was affected the hardest by this failure than Solar Mist. He was truly on the verge of losing his shit and start massacring those useless pieces of garbage that he wasted time and his reputation to sign a contract with, for no benefits at all.

The moment he proposed the infamous slave contract in the game, his reputation among the spectators fell sharply. Of course, his party members who were also in it weren't spared from being looked down upon by the spectators.

Slave Contracts were frowned upon, just slightly below placing bounties on the players' heads. After all, those contracts ruin two of the spectators' most favorite things in the game.

Death and balance.

The players who signed the slave contract were supposed to die and not walk around freely with a 2nd chance at life. Although their lives were under the mercy of others, they still had a chance to leave the game alive.

The perfect example was those 21 players who just signed with Solar Mist's party. They should have died in a gruesome manner to entertain them, not stand around the maze exit like statues doing absolutely nothing.

This example also highlighted the newly messed up balance of the game. If Felix decided to rush to the exit and not fight the legendary beast, how was he supposed to fight against 25 players all at once?

In the eyes of the spectators, that was purely a sure death trap, which was inescapable by no one. Thus, anyone who proposed this screwed up contract was sure to get hated and booed by them.

This was the reason why boos and insults were thrown before when Zoe switched the camera focus from Felix to the maze exit after they finished watching his replay!

How could they not after seeing with their own eyes Solar Mist's party hunt down players and force them to sign a slave contract to kill Felix?

Whether they hated Felix's guts or not, that wasn't the proper way they wanted him to die. Thus, seeing Solar Mist's ugly expression and his party disappointed looks after failing to create another plan, made them feel an unspeakable euphoria.

"Now what?" Pure Muscle abruptly asked, breaking the desolate silence in the area. However, no one answered him, as they also had no idea what to do.

knows if he was in deep thought on the situation or he simply

tank, if he ran out of ideas, then they truly should

I can help you out with

AI's monotonous voice resounded in everyone's ears, stunning them speechless,

could blame them

players were supposed to play or fight. As long as everything was within the rules, she

after hearing what she said was that someone within the party was playing a prank on them by using her voice. Thus, they turned left and right, trying to spot the

lay lowkey like this until the game ends to regain their freedom. Yet, a

like they assumed, Pure Muscle was the first to respond, as he shouted at them

back, not wanting to get targeted by this

a player randomly, planning to snap his neck to ease his fury, the

turned their heads and stared at a man wearing a white mask and a black hoodie, coming out from the wall's shadow gradually. Starting from his head to his

his

out, was actually hiding his face and voice?! Was the

them saw his face or heard his voice, they immediately knew his identity,

shadow

Mastermania and another player with a rare bloodline were the only ones from the hundred or so players participating in this game that had

his abilities already exposed to the public. He was famously known for having the passive ability *Shadow's Cloak*

the hell happened to you pretty boy?!" Straightforward as

an awkward silence, as the players were waiting patiently for Mastermania to answer, yet, he

put his hand on the closed door and caressed

and not worried that he would push it open

of the wager, and anyone participating in it was forbidden from winning the game by using it.

his mouth was completely ruined by Felix's acid aura! If it

sighed after

Mastermania removed his hand from the gate and said, "I believe I have what

hands twice while saying, "Everyone, please give us some space.

Pure Muscle means was always rougher as he pushed and kicked those before

of seconds, the area was emptied, leaving only Mastermania and Hound Stench near the

the heavy burnt off smell your body is emitting, I believe you fought with Landlord and lost. Right?" Hound

your business." Mastermania glared

battle....Wait a second, you did touch him

gave him a disdainful gaze and asked,

light up after hearing so. He remembered that

ahead, start using your

response, Hound Stench sighed in relief and ordered him while opening

his black teeth while staring at Hound Stench's Stomach

no idea about Hound Stench were stupefied at the sight of a large dark hound's head merged with his

a spherical black nose with three nostrils, sharp hairy ears at the top of its head, and lastly, its

spectators didn't know if the thing was alive or not, however, Mastermania who had it in front of his face, knew that it was alive and kicking. Its

smacked it right in its scalp, yet only a soft growling sound responded

you don't wake up in three seconds, you could forget about eating dinner tonight." Hound Stench twisted both

pitifully while opening its eyelids,

a gentle smile, as he gazed at his partner in arm acting like

messed up sight. They didn't have the guts to continue watching Hound Stench talking to that beast stuck in his stomach like

in their life to see a player who obtained one of the rarest

Rebirth!!!

own consciousness and thought process! And

getting it. The first one was to awaken or replace a bloodline using at least 30% at once, a quite difficult hurdle to achieve but not impossible. The second one was to have at

chance to awaken the consciousness of the beast he merged with. After all, the bloodline itself had pieces of

being said, Hound Stench's mutation resulted in having the Hell Hound's head protruding from his stomach. Probably not a lot of bloodliners would hope