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.

carefully thought of the shape, the size, the inducement used, and the duration that it would last. He wanted

image in his mind, he extended his palm forward, which had

focus between the poison string image

kept giving off orders for the poison energy to gather into his palm and exit through the pores before shaping it into the

he was merely speaking to himself. However, Felix didn't lose heart as

he didn't lose hope was because of the tiny connection that he had with the poison

it existing all over his body. He didn't know how to control it, but it was always

able to know how much energy he had or how much he

with this feeling.

wasn't like he never tested before to use this feeling and control the energy into something more. But,

by humans on research to discover a way to take advantage of

was always blank without

UVR that the humans even commissioned this research to the Metal Race years back, but till now,

fine intellect failed to deliver a different

time where the elemental

Felix believed that with poison manipulation, the energy inside his body would finally start responding to his wishes and order, moving and shaping as

failure, he continued on repeating the same sequence over and

by

residence. The loud noise of their chatter as they walked in the hallway kept

wasn't broken at all, as he simply kept repeating the exact same practice like a

his 70th attempt, as each time his focus was

those attempts, he realized that he was starting to feel

that he noticed, he would have

now? He ignored everything, even his growling stomach, which kept complaining about not feeding it

hours passed by in the

His focus kept being broken, making it almost

decided to take a dinner break

containers next to him. He opened them one by one, displaying three types of food; green salad,

a week now. Yet, the chicken and the soup were

that was put in the spatial card space gets frozen in the same state that it had. And since there were neither elements nor laws in the spatial card, only

wasn't for so, the Space Worm race would have started universal uber

put the containers next to the door, so he wouldn't forget returning them to the cafeteria kitchen, where he 'gently' coax the

"Time for round two."