Supremacy Games

Although Felix was informed about the Darkin faction's abilities, he didn't expect them to be this hard to deal with.

Sure, Manananggal appeared lackluster and his abilities weren't that flashy. But still, Felix would rather land against Wendigo or Saurous!

At least, if he killed one of them, he wouldn't need to worry about them being reborn again.

'I can't get discouraged and display an unsightly side while my masters are watching.' Felix tightened his fists, 'If I am going to lose, I better make sure that I leave no regrets.'

Felix knew that there was no backing down against Manananggal's copy...If he did so, his masters would never hear the end of it from the Darkin faction.

'There is always a way.' Felix sat in a mediation position again and closed his eyes, 'I just have to find it.'

When his allies saw this, they refrained from making noise and started communicating on their own, hoping to think of something too.

'Twelve clones and one main copy...To win this, we need to kill them all in no less than two minutes, so they won't get recreated it.' Felix pondered, 'In addition, it has to be a clean death with my void domain, so they won't leave a single drop of blood behind.'

Felix knew that it should be impossible for Manananggal to reborn from a single drop of blood when he had only 5% of his strength.

For an ultimate ability, it was naturally going to exhaust an unfathomable amount of energy.

Thor had already told him during practice that he shouldn't worry about ultimate abilities until the fifteenth floor.

Still, he was worried about a possible scenario that might screw him up big time.

'It will be much easier if they were grouped up and teleported amidst them with void domain.' Felix smiled wryly, knowing that wouldn't happen any time soon.

Although the copies were mere dummies, they were still smart enough to know that grouping up in a tight area was a no no.

'This leaves me with luring a small batch and take care of them first before finding a way to group the rest.' Felix rested his chin on his palm, 'If this will be our strategy, there will many possible ways of it going wrong.'

Felix realized that nothing else could be done besides going with this strategy.

Although the success rate was too low for his liking, he knew that beggars can't be choosers.

So, for the next couple of minutes, he started fleshing out the strategy and perfecting it. Only after he was a bit satisfied with the end result did he share it with his allies.

'There are too many variables.' Rotspawn frowned after Felix finished his briefing.

'True.' Nina shook her head, 'With every move we make, there are tens of ways something can go wrong.'

'Well, if you have thought about anything, I am all ears.' Felix smiled bitterly, 'For now, this is the best I can come up with in this situation.'

'Let's try it.' Webor said, 'We have nothing to lose at this point.'

...

they come with something or

scouting the location of the copies from within

she was somewhat confident that Felix would climb past the tenth floor easily if he

expected, the main

above

clones to split up into two and grew into the main

Felix returned to his

eyed Webor and

I will make sure to get as close as possible to

followed him closely from the void realm while the rest of

the surface a few kilometers away from Manananggal's copies, Felix manifested a small rift near his shell and fired a weakened

the shell, but its toughness made it simply impossible

said while pointing the camera on four

it's better than one or two.' Felix nodded while focusing on

that the main copy would

Rumble Rumble!

into the air until he

to create a wide spacious circular platform around

by connecting the end of the terrain to the pillar. Only then did Webor dare to step into the platform, knowing that it could

bastards!" Webor cursed while creating tens

Whoosh Whoosh...!

he hurled those spikes at them as hard

and illusive

and prepared the perfect solution for

Boom Boom!

moment the clones evaded the spiky boulders, he manually

of sharp fragments flying akin to bullets in

showered by them, making Webor's eyes

primogenitor's clones he was dealing

the clones burst through it while hiding withing

fragments were glued to the liquid like

Earth-based attacks can't work against them." Webor

no issues being

but because of his own weakness that resulted in

couple of clones

sorry for himself even more,

from the cardinal

enough, they need to get a bit closer.' Webor