Supremacy Games

"Felix!!"

"Welcome back!"

The moment Olivia and the rest saw Felix, they dashed towards him with feverish looks, scaring Felix into taking a step back.

"What's up with them?!" Felix wondered out loud a bit frightened by their overeagerness.

"It's because they saw all of your reckless fights from the windows." The driver smiled wryly, "Especially your wings."

The driver wasn't kidding, as everyone started barraging Felix with questions about the fights, but mainly about the Fuchsia Eagle Wings.

Before entering the bus, Felix completely removed them, thus even when he was asked to show them again, he couldn't do so.

Substances, just like potions were mostly temporarily and one time use. Even though the duration was still far from reaching 15 minutes, the moment Felix ordered for the wings to disappear, the grey substance on his back faded away, leaving his back itching like a colony of ants was crawling all over him.

He always hated the aftermath of using temporarily beast's mutation substances, as they always leave a different kind of side effects.

Luckily, the Fuchsia Eagle Wings was a low-end product, making him feel itchy for a while before withdrawing.

Though, Felix could forget about using them again in the next three days if he didn't want that itching to turn into a full-blown burning effect, lasting for hours this time.

The applied area of the skin needed to recover from the substance's effects. Otherwise, the side-effects would keep getting worse and worse.

This was just for a cheap product worth 20k SC. Don't even mention real high-grade substances, which cost millions and above.

Those substances get used by the bloodliners only under one condition...That was having absolutely no way to escape or survive a fight. This was also applied to potions used for battles.

There was nothing without limitations or weaknesses in the universe.

If those potions and substances had no side-effects, the universe would have descended into chaos by now, as any rich lord could amass an arsenal of those products and terrorizes everyone under him.

This always made Felix wonder...Were the Witches keeping those side-effects in their products to avoid that scenario from happening or simply because they couldn't remove them?

...

the bus finally made it to the camp while

opened up slowly after the soldier on top of a

resemble a humongous prison with its tall outer walls, which had barbed wires placed on top of them and tens of towers, each had two guards armed to the teeth on

to a camp or a prison?" Sarah was at loss

it was excessive for

a bit too hard to stomach that they would be living

entered the camp, those thoughts were completely removed from her mind, as she stared with a dumbstruck expression at a junior jumping 5 meters in

His destination?

The Wall!

was attempting to escape the camp by

will get shot at?' Felix proposed in a lazy manner while watching the junior getting threatened by the soldiers to freeze or he would

expression of the junior, it was apparent that he had

mouth,

and said, 'I say he will get shot

PENG!...Thud!

into the ground and lay motionless for a couple of

turned into a deserter.' Felix clarified while watching the soldiers carrying the junior's corpse in a rough manner, 'The commoners here aren't treated with special care

Asna asked in

thought that awakeners and bloodliners should

they gave them the opportunity to awaken and the resources to carry on integrating. This meant they

look at the four commoners on the bus, who

no free lunch in the

lives were in the government's

years, the goverment could put them in the army, or send them to do

awakeners would be monitored and also productive in society. After all, energy stones, the only way to

same as not awakening in the first place. The goverment had no plans to throw their resources

they asked, and he could only obey the order or get executed on the

gave them a bloodline, trained them, and even-handed them all the resources

small price of ten years from their life in the service of

way. And the junior,

...

closet, and a desk with a chair, Felix was sitting on a rough-looking carpet while leaning against the bed, which seemed broken from the

forgetting that he weighed more than he appeared and that the camp's beds