Supremacy Games

8 hours or so later...

'Everyone, get out of the UVR, the plane is about to land.' The Queen sent Goerge's message in everyone's minds.

Felix immediately logged out after hearing so. He rubbed his eyelids before pulling the curtain of the window up.

He leaned against it and started gazing down at the beautiful and magnificent capital city of Germany.

Berlin had only a few small-sized skyscrapers like most European cities, who decided to keep their firmly established buildings with grand historic meaning instead of demolishing them for space.

Felix loved this about European countries, as it set their culture apart from those industrial-focused countries.

In fact, he knew that a decade down the line, Europe will be one of the most popular tourist hotspots for outsiders from other planets.

Though, Felix believed that in this timeline, it was going to be happening way sooner than that.

Shortly after, the plane landed successfully in a private airport that was a bit far from the center of Berlin.

This time, they were welcomed grandly, as Felix saw from the window more than hundreds of people waiting to welcome them while standing on a wide red carpet.

Irked, Felix knitted his eyebrows at the sight of the reporters waiting eagerly for them to disembark and assault them with never-ending questions and flashes of cameras.

"Guys, please give the country a good image before the reporters."

George requested out loud while giving Felix and Noah quick glances. Alas, both of them just acted like they didn't see it.

"Sigh, watch your steps as you walk down."

In the end, George gave up on his attempts to make them accept interviews and just gestured for them to head down.

Felix waited until everyone went down and got surrounded by the media before he followed after them.

Too bad, the moment his foot touched the asphalt, the reporters ditched everyone and gathered around him, pushing and pulling each other, trying their best to shove the mic in front of his face.

Yet the worst of all was the neverending noise of them speaking together at the same time, making Felix massage his temples in irritation.

"Mr. Felix, can you share with us the name of your legendary bloodline?!"

"Sir. Felix, what are your expectations about the world's competition?! Do you believe that you can take down Slyvia The Ice Queen of Russia?!"

"What's your take on your 3rd position in the current most famous Elite list for the bloodliners?"

"Sir. Felix!!..PLease.."..."Stop pulling me! I am first! Sir. Felix..."

Seeing the terrible state Felix was at, George ordered the security guards hastily to do their jobs and keep them from pestering Felix any further.

He believed that Felix might just say f*ck it and jump above them, running away.

But in reality, Felix just walked through them, and any reporter in his path was pushed to the side gently, clearing the path for him.

However, the reporters weren't giving up yet as they kept shoving those mics near his face while walking beside him.

Mr. Felix, just one comment for your fans on the internet, they will really

were on him and probably broadcasting this on live, Felix took the microphone from a random reporter and said with a charming smile, "I appreciate

Felix gave the mic to his owner

attract hate from his internet fans when it could

guards surrounded Felix and

cause, most reporters went

bothered to entertain them anymore...Except for Adam, who accepted their questions again in a polite

him behind, Felix and the rest entered the black Mercedes

the hotel." Felix requested from the driver

were informed to listen to only Mr. George's orders." The driver said in English with a thick accent while glancing at

see." Felix nodded his head in understanding while looking from the window at George, who was

addresses most of those reporters' questions since no one in the

was too eager to reach his room and start practicing the poison manipulation, carrying on from

will tip you with ten thousand dollars." Felix promised

said in elation while turning on the engine. Then, he drove off, leaving the two

scolded Felix in his mind

throwing promises to the media that the USA was going to emerge as the final

said so, as he didn't want to expose that his team had

channels inside the

...

15 minutes later...

was sitting on the carpet in a large-sized clean room. The hotel chosen was a 5

a small

inner manipulation as he had just finished creating successfully

from his

was causing the problem and he didn't want to ask the Jörmungandr before attempting to find a solution on his

he wanted to do an

eyes and started imagining a ping-pong

his energy to take that

mist emitting from his pores and starting to converge into a

felt quite moved

wishes and desires

them in action. Yet, he always felt like an

feel it in his skin, but

to see with his own eyes, the poison element responding to his wishes was truly a

the dream was merely in its infancy stage as it was evident that Felix needs

needed 3 seconds."

this time he manifested a

results, which were getting worse and worse, Felix merely

war hammer, which took 10 seconds. Then, he decided to step up his game

as many details as possible in his mind before giving off his

a long 30

in annoyance throughout the entire duration due to Asna's jeering laughs and

want, I still believe that my results are optimal." Felix said in a composed

their voices, but he wouldn't let it affect his self-esteem or

somewhat detailed version

could he do to lower the delay to the bare minimum or