Supremacy Games

'Asna, let's get this over with.' Felix said as he closed his eyes shut, wanting to join them in the consciousness space.

"All of you will be lazing around except for me." Asna grumbled as she watched Felix join Thor and Jörmungandr on their table.

"Stop whining, Nimo eats only for a few minutes before going to sleep." Felix retorted as he dealt poker cards to his masters.

Even Lady Sphinx decided to join them.

"You can't be wasting half a year doing nothing but playing cards." Lady Sphinx looked at Felix as she suggested, "I will be giving you books to read only daily basis. You are still lacking when it comes to knowledge about potion-making."

"Will do." Felix agreed.

He recognized that he rarely spent time expanding his horizons on potion-making knowledge due to his rigid time management.

After all, he had three masters to accommodate.

Now that he would be doing nothing but sleeping inside a giant blob of void energy, it was the best chance to devour as much knowledge as possible.

Eee Eeee!

Meanwhile, Nimo was on cloud nine as he kept rolling on the lake with his tongue stretched out like a puppy.

A flood of potent pure void energy kept pouring into his 'stomach', making him feel blessed.

It had been over two months since he tasted void energy again. The void chests had been already finished by him, making him go through a drought.

That made him throw a tantrum that lasted for two seconds...One smack by Asna allowed him to remember that he wasn't entitled to anything in this consciousness space.

This kind of disciple was integrated in his being now.

So, when he hatches from the egg, he would be fearful of Asna's subconsciously even though his spiritual pressure was enough to blow Felix into pieces...

*****

In the royal palace of the Mariana Empire, Prince Balin and Princess Alma could be seen walking elegantly towards a magnificent crystallized gate that was decorated with a dragon head made out of red gems.

"Has father arrived." Prince Balin asked one of the guards in front of the gate.

The guard bowed his head as he replied, "Not yet, your highness."

"How about the rest?" Princess Alma inquired.

"I believe everyone has arrived but the Queen."

behavior of that

Alma spat in her mind while still showing a courteous expression on

Princess Alma complained, 'I don't want

Balin pushed the gate with a single hand and walked right

a child!' Princess

"Good morning everyone."

greeted politely as he looked at his brothers, sisters, concubines, governors, generals, and all the important figures of

sitting on chairs that were

empty and had only a long red carpet that was leading

made out of golden gems that gleamed brightly under

comfortable to

literally just a seat sculpted out

luxurious piercing on his nose snickered while sitting on his

nodded their heads at

well, 4th brother." Prince Balin wished with his usual polite smile and went to sit

Alma followed after him without looking at the savvy young man, knowing that if she did, she might end up cursing

him, the savvy young man sneered in his mind, 'Keeping

No

purity...The higher it was, the higher your

due to being born from a commoner

emperor must not waste his 'seeds' on commoners when he could offer them to his Queen, who was also an Origin

he wanted to change, he had a harem of concubines made out of the

with high purity to separate them from the other humans, who use the

to twelve abilities based on their bloodline

to grow into adults to unlock those abilities

on the integration system, they could not reach Origin

to the

make the breakthrough since it was a life or death one chance, at least they had such a

and Princess Alma were the only ones in the royal family, who uses the integration system since their bloodline purity was a

to be expected that the royal family would isolate them

the mocking glances and disgusted looks from his brothers and sisters, Prince

the gate was pushed open by two guards wearing an ancient

attention to them...Their eyes were affixed on an elderly man in the center, who

gently hung over a skinny but dignified face. Glistening hexagon-shaped gray eyes, set lightly within their sockets as they watched thoughtfully

eyes and left a delightful

face

stood high among others,

something captivating about him, perhaps it was his royal presence, or perhaps it

out loud in veneration, "Good day, your majesty, the one and only

have told you many times I dislike that pretentious greeting. Does my authority mean nothing to you." Emperor Rawal joked as he gestured with his hand

sat down, knowing that he always say the same thing but in reality, he loved having his ego get caressed at