Supremacy Games

"The US team has successfully eliminated five teams at once without losing a single hair strand!" Janna commentated in excitement, "What a marvelous strategy and synergy!"

Her excitement was being shared by the millions of live viewers, who were spamming in the stream chat 'Pog' and 'Wow' emojis in a frenzy, making it impossible to read the actual written sentences.

"Sigh, if only the drones' vision wasn't hindered as well by the fog, the battles would be more thrilling to watch."

Dejected, Micheal sighed while looking at the stream screen showing everything in black and green, giving them a somewhat clear overview of what's happening within the fog.

Alas, they could forget about seeing the thrill of abilities clashing together and such, as they couldn't even differentiate between the teams.

If the two drones weren't programmed to follow only the US team, they would have already lost them and started watching another team unbeknownst to them.

Thus, the viewers never actually saw the abilities used by Felix's team! This left them guessing if they used anything new in their battles or not.

...

Meanwhile, Felix and the rest immediately started moving towards the package position, following Johnson, who started showing exhaustion signs.

'John, energy?' Felix asked.

'30% and declining rapidly.' Johnson replied.

'Alright, don't puff out any more fog, just try to sustain the created one for five minutes or so.' Felix said while gazing at two teams, one to his left and the other to his right.

They were walking slowly in the same direction as them.

He decided to ignore them for now since the three nearest teams to the package had already made it to the center of the fog, where the package was stuck on a tree.

Before long, one of them would climb the tree and find it. Then, he could open it up right there and see that the tracker was still inside.

Felix was certain that they would take it and escape instead of securing the entire package since it was heavy and bulky.

He didn't want to be forced into chasing them down, as more variables would come up the further they stray from the plan.

But in reality, he was just lazy to put in such an extra effort.

...

'We are here.' Johnson sent a message while narrowing his eyes at three bloodliners climbing up a tree each.

Meanwhile, their teammates were guarding them underneath, turning their heads back and forth akin to radars.

Since his vision was left intact, he watched them from twenty meters or so behind a tree.

He wasn't about getting found out by bloodliners with vision abilities since the known range for the best rare tier 1 vision ability was merely 10 meters.

'Damn it! It's the Canadian team.' John knitted his eyebrows in annoyance after seeing the red maple flag of Canada in their outfits.

problematic for them to make a move since the US and Canada were

were explicitly given orders by George to avoid battles with them since it wouldn't bore

to only close allies and

handle, not his. He gave out his report and tried

Felix scratched

by the Queen, warning them to leave. But, communication between

stupid as he would be giving off the team's position plus their

Canadian team would

would be actually giving them no choice but to battle

would f*ck them up pretty badly. This would embarrass

the political storm that would rise after so. He could already envision

waved his hand dismissively, 'After we take care of the other two and the fog clears out, both the team and their countrymen will see the aftermath. And they

left and carried on moving, thoroughly ignoring the Canadian team, who were

Boom! Bam!!...Argh!...

took the first step, the sounds of explosions

need to ask Johnson to see what's going on as the wind produced from those massive explosions had hurled the fog in every direction, clearing out an

to see with their own eyes, two

on the left had an infuriated expression, while the others on the right were either shaking their heads in disappointment or had an

battle, there was a silver metallic box that was

surface was still lustrous and unaffected by the fire, ice, and acidic mist

anyone would have

behind the closest thing

a single thought of intervening before they understood the

keep the area visible?' Johnson asked swiftly after

'Do it.' Felix agreed.

Johnson

could appreciate having their visibility back, the

retreated further from each other, leaving the package all alone in the

those two teams merely sent two bloodliners in the direction of

from it, they stopped and started staring

of the package had an afro-like hairstyle and was wearing a

nonchalantly at a petite girl with short braided

seeing that she was giving him an unfriendly vibe, he clicked his tongue in irritation, 'I guess we can only split

of the team for striking first." Unlike his hidden irritation, the afro man bowed his head politely and added, "But the moment my teammate noticed the noisy

in derision

glanced at four of her teammates, who were passed out with scorched

with tens of elemental abilities all at once! If my shields

the kill since that was to be expected in this competition. But from the fact

to silence them by one single attack and escape with the entire package under cover of what remained from

failed, he clearly didn't want

knew that other teams wouldn't take long before reaching here and

Angola captain merely scratched his cheek carelessly, "Didn't I already apologize? It was an

"F*ck off!"