Supremacy Games

Chapter 822

'What did you find in the sewers? Is there a way out?' Gasmouth inquired.

'No, the dome is connected with the ground completely.' DeadlyMist shook his head, 'It's like we are inside a jar.'

'Okay, don't bother with escaping.' Gasmouth ordered, 'Let's take advantage of the situation and fill the entire dome with fo...'

RUMBLE RUMBLE!!

Before he could finish his sentence, Gasmouth was startled by the ground shaking heavily again.

'Are they trying to hit us with earth-based abilities?' He couldn't help but snicker at the thought.

Fog element was absolute counter to earth element since it could not get rid of it that easily. How could you destroy gas with solid object?

'Hmm? Is it just me or the dome looks like it's shrinking?' DeadlyMist mumured while squinting his eyes at the walls.

'Are you certain?'

They were too far and the darkness wasn't making it any easier for him to truly confirm it, but he could swear that the walls seemed like they were inching closer to them.

When Gasmouth decided to get close and check for himself, his heart sunk to the bottom of his stomach.

'It's really shrinking!'

He could see that the walls were cracking and self repairing themselves as they pushed through anything in front of them!

CRUSH!! BAM!

Even the skyscrapers couldn't avoid being ruptured from their foundation and fall into each other, creating a dreadful apocalyptic scene!

Yet, the viewers weren't able to see any of this at its glory...The light poles lost their source of energy after their wire grid got utterly ruined by the chaos.

At least, they had a better view of the dome shrinking from outside.

"How can they shrink it without destroying its integrity?!" Micheal was truly left in awe of Rotspawn and Webor's extraordinary earth manipulation.

"Their teamwork is admirable." Erebus praised.

The rest of the primogenitors nodded in agreement.

They understood that a single mistake by either Rotspawn or Webor would result in the dome crashing down.

After all, each one controlled half of the dome.

This meant if one pushed faster or was a bit slower, the structure would fall apart instantly.

'Keep up the good work guys.' Felix smiled in satisfaction after seeing that his plan was coming along just fine.

the center of the city, not caring about the falling buildings and explosions

'T' pose

he went

50meters...100meters...200meters...300meters!

covering three hundred meters

it painted a freaky image in the minds of the viewers and the

domain appeared akin to a humongous dreadful spherical pupil

truly a nightmare you won't wish for your worst

blamed him for such reaction...The rest of the champions watching the

city was falling apart

like prison that was constantly

adding the harrowing

enormous pitch-black sphere suspended in the air akin to a

of crapping themselves as they kept flying randomly within the dome, trying to find out

'FOUND ANYTHING YET?!'

'NO!'

'DON'T STOP LOOKING.'

were absolutely freaking out at each

could

called fog crawlers for a reason...Their strength relied heavily on mental attacks within

to turn into untargetable ghosts, they could survive

was physical

through such thick walls that were

worse, the walls were being self repaired automatically even

that only pure destructive abilities would work

dome had finally shrunk to the point it was merely a few meters away

crawlers were being pushed by the walls against their will towards their inevitable doom...Their ghost state was utterly useless when even the fog wasn't

moments...The three highlighted outlines representing them had been

Aspidochelone's team have earned their qualification to the quarter-finals with a brilliant teamwork and strategy!" Micheal howled with a thrilled expression after seeing the harrowing deaths of

WHOOAH!!

the stands extended their necks

ancestor meant

and Rotspawn had been teleported

strategy, "Landlord, it looks like you have trained fairly well with your team to master such

Felix chuckled, "I did nothing but T pose for

seem that way, but I do believe that it was your tactic, right?" Micheal was still adamant at interviewing

he

the mic away from his face and teleported back to the stands immediately after Micheal looked

"Tsk, squirmy prick."

before returning to

you

his nose in the air, feeling quite

joking right?" Micheal's

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