Supremacy Games

Meanwhile, outside of the consciousness, Felix was checking the purplish inscriptions in the mirror with a focused gaze.

He kept trying to decipher the weird-looking letters but to no avail. He even asked the Queen, but she just gave him a negative response as last time.

The only thing he knew was that those inscriptions were the same ones that he saw on Jörmungandr's memories when he was slithering on the peaks of the mountains.

When he asked Asna if they had meaning, she replied with a positive response. This signified that she either had an idea of what they might be or at least saw them somewhere.

However, before asking the stingy Asna, who loved keeping secrets, he was planning to see what the Jörmungandr had in mind about them.

"I wonder what they are talking about." He was filled with curiosity on the matters spoken between Asna and the Jörmungandr, two beings at the top of the universe's pyramid.

He believed that everything that came out of their lips would be some high-level shit that he never heard about before.

He was quite bothered by not getting included in those conversations, which made him feel like he was being left out.

However, Felix was still sensible enough to give them the space they wanted, and he felt that when they see that he was ready, he would be informed by them.

For now? He could only start attempting to harness the poison element even though he smelled like shit.

He wanted to go take a shower, but the inscriptions refused to hide by themselves and he had no idea how to remove them manually.

He tried ordering them with a thought, but it didn't work. Thus, he could only wait until the Jörmungandr finished his conversation with Asna before asking him about the method.

Alas, if only he knew that both of them were currently fighting with mist akin to children playing with snow, he would have cursed them both, dropping all sense of formality.

"Harness the element. Uhmmm."

Thoughtful, Felix sat in a meditation position while having his chin resting on his knuckles. He was pondering on the most plausible ways to achieve so.

However, no matter how hard he thought about it, he always comes back to the belief that he only needed to use his mind to control the elements.

The Jörmungandr only mentioned that he needed to forget about using a single thought to activate an ability. But he didn't reject the notion of using the mind to manipulate the element.

'Let's start simple.' Felix closed his eyes shut and started imagining a string made of poison in his mind.

of the shape, the size, the inducement used, and the

clear image in his mind, he extended his palm forward, which had a single letter, appearing as 'ⵉ' in

string image and the poison energy that was coursing in

to gather into his

speaking to himself. However, Felix didn't lose

the tiny connection that he had with the poison energy in his

moment he awakened and started absorbing the poison energy, he always felt it existing all over

be able to know how much energy he

only thing he was able to do with this feeling. Just know the capacity, nothing more,

energy into something more. But, his attempts ended up in failure just like every other bloodliner throughout

of coins were wasted by humans on research to discover a way to take advantage of that tiny

result was always blank without

even commissioned this research to the Metal Race years back, but till now, not

fine intellect failed to deliver a

that the only time where the elemental energy in the humans' bodies gets

the energy inside his body would finally start responding to his

his first attempts kept ending up in failure, he continued on repeating

went by then

had already finished their daily practice and entered the residence. The loud noise of their chatter as they walked in the hallway kept

he simply kept repeating the exact

already on his 70th attempt, as each time his focus was broken,

realized that he was starting to feel the energy in his body clearer and clearer than the

those little advancements that he noticed, he would have already

kept complaining about not

hours passed by in the blink

out. His focus kept being broken, making it almost impossible to continue

a

him. He opened them one by one,

his spatial card for about a week now. Yet, the chicken and the

the same state that it had. And

the Space Worm race would have started universal uber

containers next to the door, so he wouldn't forget

"Time for round two."