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.

city, not caring about the falling buildings and explosions occurring all around

'T' pose and

he went absolutely

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

void domain stopped expanding only after covering three hundred meters

domain, it painted a freaky image in the

akin to a humongous dreadful spherical pupil while the fog covering it

that dome is truly a nightmare you won't wish for your worst enemy!" Micheal

such reaction...The rest of the champions watching the fight all started to sweat buckets at

was falling apart like

prison that

the harrowing effect

pitch-black sphere suspended

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

'FOUND ANYTHING YET?!'

'NO!'

'DON'T STOP LOOKING.'

freaking out at each

else could

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

untargetable ghosts, they could survive many things as long

lacked was physical strength and

such thick walls that were at

being self repaired automatically even if they cracked due

destructive abilities would work against

had finally shrunk

fog crawlers were being pushed by the walls against their will towards their inevitable doom...Their ghost state was utterly useless when even the fog

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

the quarter-finals with a brilliant teamwork and strategy!" Micheal howled with a thrilled expression after seeing the harrowing deaths of the

WHOOAH!!

the stands extended their necks and cheered as loud as

meant

and Rotspawn had been teleported back to the arena

to blink next to Felix and interview him about his strategy, "Landlord, it looks like you have trained fairly well with your

Felix chuckled, "I did nothing but T pose for a

seem that way, but I do believe that it was your tactic,

Webor, he actually named

pushed the mic away from his face and teleported back to the stands immediately

"Tsk, squirmy prick."

before returning to

you

his nose in the air, feeling quite

are joking right?" Micheal's eyelids

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