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

spat in her mind while still showing

Alma complained, 'I don't want to make her feel good by being the

Prince Balin pushed the gate with a single hand and walked right through it, 'Such childish

Princess Alma pouted

"Good morning everyone."

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

were sitting on chairs that were placed at the sides

and had only a long red carpet

made out of golden gems that gleamed brightly under

looking at it would wonder if it was comfortable to sit on

just a seat

piercing on his nose snickered while sitting

sat in a formal manner and nodded their heads at the royal twins

4th brother." Prince Balin wished with his usual

followed after him without looking at the savvy young man, knowing

ignoring him, the savvy young man sneered in his mind,

Royal Families, bloodline purity was everything. No one cared about

it was, the higher your

had the lowest purity due to being born from a commoner woman, who

'seeds' on commoners when he could offer them to his Queen, who

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

give birth to fine men and women with high purity to separate them

twelve abilities based on their bloodline purity and the mixture of bloodlines from

only needed to grow into adults to unlock those

completely on the integration system, they

win to the believers of the integration

the breakthrough since it was a life or death one chance, at

Princess Alma were the only ones in the royal family,

it was to be expected that the royal family would isolate them and make them feel like

disgusted looks from his brothers and sisters, Prince Balim

wearing an ancient knight

no one paid attention to them...Their eyes were affixed on an elderly man in the center, who was followed by a

Glistening hexagon-shaped gray eyes, set lightly within

eyes and left a delightful memory of his fortunate

the face of Emperor

stood high among others,

about him, perhaps it was his royal presence, or

took a knee and greeted out loud in veneration, "Good

pretentious greeting. Does my authority mean nothing to you." Emperor Rawal joked as he gestured with his hand

chuckled and sat down, knowing that he always say the same thing but in reality,