Supremacy Games

Felix appeared next to his teammates immediately and informed them, "Two minutes start now."

"We are ready." Rotspawn disclosed with a stern tone.

"Good." Felix swiftly fed them the Blood Cloak inducement one by one.

When he was done, he beamed his crescent battleaxe and marked it with his void seeker. Then, he handed it to Rotspawn.

'Don't miss.' He nodded at him and returned to the void realm.

Then, he went to check on Manananggal's copy reaction after four of his clones got slaughtered like that.

'They are on the move.'

As he expected, the instant the four clones died, the others couldn't remain stationary any longer.

They all flew in direction of the crime site, not knowing that the other heavenly turtles were rushing over there too.

When they reached the site, they started to scout around them.

Unfortunately, Felix was hidden in the void realm and the heavenly turtles had been turned invisible by the blood cloak inducement.

'It's time.'

The instant Felix noticed that his team had reached the marked area in their strategy, he engulfed his right hand in his void domain and picked the furtherest clone from the formation.

"Landlord is about to repeat the same tactic." Micheal commentated quickly, "Will it work, though? As they say, fool me once shame on you, fool me twice shame on me."

In his eyes, the main copy would be on high alert against Felix's void punch and would evade it.

However, that didn't happen!

Immediately after the right moment arrived, Felix blinked next to the clone and punched him directly in the torso, making it impossible for him to evade in time!

Moving one's head reflexively was one thing, but moving the entire torso in the blink of an eye? That was a different story!

"It landed! It actually landed!" Micheal exclaimed in shock at the sight of the clone getting disintegrated into nothingness.

This time, Felix didn't intend to prolong his stay as the moment he punched out, he already opened a small void rift that was aligned with his eyes.

Then, he blinked inside to safety while the main copy and clones had just prepared to counter-attack.

"Tsk, he is lucky the clones' senses are duller than the main copy." Manananggal clicked his tongue in irritation.

it might sound like an excuse, but everyone

as the real deal. Don't even mention a clone of just a dummy

Felix punched the main copy again, he would have definitely evaded it or blocked it somehow. Alas, the same didn't apply

long as the clones were separated, they would always be

copy tightened the formation, making it impossible for

or not, dummies are called dummies for a reason.' Felix

fired a lightning bolt at a tree,

Thud!!

in the surrounding area. Mannangal's copy and the clones were attracted to

seen, they believed that he did

tree and

his eyes dangerously and started digging towards the surface of the

surface, rupturing tens of trees from their roots, they manifested giant boulders and

Whoosh Whoosh!

were sure startled by their sudden appearence without sensing their blood at all...Yet, the boulders attack was simply too slow even with the element

the same time, they defended themselves with that sticky type of

true danger

was preparing another void domain while

quicker

filled with hope and nervousness. In the eyes of the clones,

eyes of Felix and

crescent

Whooshh!

saw that the boulder was about to reach the gathered clones, he immediately

Main copy? Clones?

of meters and escape from

looking at the spectators, appearing like he was trying

pitch-black sphere in utter disbelief, he knew that his eyes weren't playing a

did it...They actually F*CKING

any further and shouted as loud

WHOOOOAHH!!!!

Holy shit, Holy f*cking shit!! They actually killed

of primogenitor's at 1% of his strength! Most teams are still struggling in the

be real...My ancestral's copy can't die like this...It

not giving a shit that they were cheering for the death of a

were happier to see the primogenitors' copies getting their asses whopped by mortals just

the vampires in the stand didn't

the world was falling apart, not daring to believe that even their ancestral's copy

the f*ck

did it." Barbyclaw celebrated with an

had no hopes