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

mind while still showing a courteous expression

now?' Princess Alma complained, 'I don't want to make her feel

single hand and walked right through it, 'Such childish behaviors are noticeable

am not being a child!' Princess

"Good morning everyone."

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

them were sitting on chairs that were placed

hall was empty and had only a long red carpet that was

out of golden gems that gleamed brightly under the

it was comfortable to sit on it

a seat

savvy youthful man with a luxurious piercing on his nose snickered while sitting on his chair

nodded their heads at the royal twins without a

4th brother." Prince Balin wished with his usual polite smile and

without looking at the savvy young man, knowing that if she did, she

man sneered in his mind, 'Keeping acting like you matter. F*cking losers

Families, bloodline purity was everything. No

higher your

Balin and Princess Alma had the lowest purity due to being born from a commoner woman, who possessed an unnatural beauty that charmed the

tradition, the emperor must not waste his 'seeds' on commoners when he could offer them to

of concubines made out of the main descendants of other Origin

to fine men and women with high purity to separate them from the other humans, who

up to twelve abilities based on their bloodline purity and

those abilities without putting

up completely on the integration system,

win to the

eyes, they might not make the breakthrough since it was a life or death one chance,

family, who uses

be expected that the royal family would isolate

looks from his brothers and sisters, Prince Balim kept a polite smile as he

was pushed open by two guards wearing an ancient

affixed on an elderly man in the center, who was followed by a breathtaking

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

and left

face

stood high among others, despite his current light

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

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

greeting. Does my authority mean nothing

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