Supremacy Games

Two days later...

Felix was sitting on the carpet, huffing through his mouth with bloodshot eyes. Sweat was dripping down his entire body's pores akin to a fountain. However, a relieved expression was shown on Felix's face.

He was relieved because he actually remained conscious after finishing integrating with 3%, making him reach 99%!

He finally made it to the origin purity! Yet, not a single hint of excitement could be seen on his face.

Instead, he hastily brought himself back to peak form with the rejuvenation potions and started glancing around him with a paranoid expression.

Neither Felix nor Asna knew when or where the Jörmungandr was going to pop off, and this sense of the unknown was creeping him out as he kept feeling like someone was going to jump at him from behind.

Fortunately? Minutes went by, and nothing was heard inside the room besides Felix's loud heartbeats.

He was getting agitated by the second, as he always hated this f*cking feeling of the calm before the storm.

In the end, almost two hours had gone by, and Felix couldn't help but start to relax his tensed shoulders.

He didn't dare to believe it, but the Jörmungandr truly didn't show himself!

Just as he began believing that Asna might have been talking out of her ass like always, he heard her crying out loud in his mind, 'FEEELIX HEEEELP!'

"Shit! He is in my consciousness!!" Worried, Felix immediately laid down on his bed and closed his eyes.

He didn't know what was happening in his consciousness to make Asna beseech help like that, and he wasn't planning on remaining passive!

....

The moment Felix opened his eyes, he stood up above the consciousness lake and began sprinting towards the mist mansion.

Since it was quite close, Felix reached its premise in a jiffy.

He looked at its gate and noticed that Asna was leaning against the wall while peeking with her head at the inside of the mansion.

"I am here. Are you okay?!" He asked in his mind while approaching her carefully.

The moment Asna heard his voice, she dashed towards him with an aggrieved expression like she just got bullied and wanted him to seek justice.

After reaching his side, she pointed her shaky finger at her mansion and cried loudly, "The old snake showed up while I was watching my drama, scaring me to the death!" She put on a long face as she added, "He even kicked me out of my house and told me to be a good girl and stay outside until he deals with you."

Felix's eyelids kept twitching the more he heard her speak. Here he was worried that she was attacked by the Jörmungandr or something. But, it was obvious that she was overreacting after getting kicked out of her mansion.

"Asna." He looked deeply into her eyes and said in vexation, "My emotions are truly wasted on you."

started walking towards the

he felt that his nerves, which he expected would be agitated with each step he took,

like this, as he understood himself more than anymore. Being calm and collected in such a nerve-wracking

from reaching that level

it into the wide-open gate

landed on the Jörmungandr in his human form, sitting on a purplish throne with his head resting on

saw in the memories. However, seeing him for real hit Felix a hundred times harder than just seeing a reflection in the

he suddenly had feelings of kneeling and kowtowing

like a whisper that comes and goes, but as seconds went by, the feeling intensified to the point,

on their own, making his

What's happening to me?! Is he controlling my will or

mind while trying his

to you.' She sighed while peeking at the interaction further away, 'Your own body is showing the necessary reaction before one of the beings at the

want to f*cking kneel.' Infuriated, he shouted in his mind with veins

consciousness lake or close your eyes. Besides those two options, there is nothing much you can do.' She smiled bitterly, 'No

extremely

to kneel just because he was born a human? Why did he need to go through this shit just because his rank on the hierarchy was at the

stop his trembling knees from

himself from kneeling. Thus, he clenched them with his

balance and fall in any direction. Yet, his feet were literally glued to the

changed. His knees were adamant about touching the

I will let that

deranged expression and cleaved both of his legs

Thud!

backward on his side. Blood was gushing out of his wounds

beneath him and the waves of pain that had assaulted his being, Felix merely tightened

my four limbs before that

Asna said

his dignity at the

in real life. Thus,

for even a split second. Though he cleaved his legs, the feeling

his eyes was going to either reduce the feeling

the Jörmungandr if he was doing so with his

closed? How could the Jörmungandr even believe in

close his eyes. Let's not mention running away by

that was to keep resisting and resisting until the Jörmungandr approved of

Felix didn't need to continue his resistance as the

relieved but actually peeved that he needed to fight

Jörmungandr didn't actually do anything for it to

indignant á mik?" The Jörmungandr