Supremacy Games

"That's enough."

The instant the elder dragon's deep authoritative voice resounded in everyone's ears, they closed their mouths shut and bowed their heads respectfully in silence.

This turned the sacred grounds as quiet as a deserted graveyard even though there were close to a million dragon around.

Even the viewers felt their fingers stiffened, unable to write a single thing.

They could just watch the elder dragon transform from a cosmic entity into a humaniod dark scaled dragon.

His scary dreadful expression wasn't changed at all even though his size was reduced significantly.

The moment the elder dragon sat on his overreaching throne, he ordered composedly, "As you were."

Life returned to the sacred grounds again as everyone lifted their heads and started discussing the elder dragon.

"He is as magnificent as half a century ago." Forgo mumured with a look filled with veneration.

"Just the sight of him on his chair is enough to make me shiver in fear." Tando gulped, "I can't even imagine facing him in a battle."

"He isn't proclaimed as the strongest for no reason." Anastasia smiled wryly, "I really can't see anyone defeating him any time soon."

Anastasia wanted to win the ceremony to regain her clan's honor back...But, she refused to challenge the elder dragon when she wins the ceremony.

You see, the captain of the winner team in the ceremony had a chance to challenge the elder dragon for his position.

Naturally, they cash out on their challenge any time they wanted...In other words, they could wait even hundred thousand years before challenging the elder dragon.

At the present, there were hundreds of unused challenges by the previous winners...Forgo included.

Everyone thought that with time and effort, they would be able to bridge the gab and challenge the elder dragon on better grounds.

Alas, every time he made an appearence, and they saw his unfathomable size and pressure, they erase those thoughts from their minds.

so freaking overpowered and overbearing, those challenges were meant to be used a few years after the ceremony to snatch the leader

the ceremony into a mere traditional meeting for the clans' glory

one day I will overthrow you.'

the

leader of the dragons and his first step was winning

for the introduction of the ceremony rules...There was no

irritating, it just has to be me in this

stood up from his chair and eyed everyone for

ancestral wine jar and keeping it on them until the last day of ceremony." Red clan

solemn expression at the

treasure that possessed the last remaining piece of the Ancestral

the jar wakes up the ancestral dragon's soul and meet the ancestor personally. You can learn many secrets about our race and if you were lucky, you might even be the inheritor of his legacy." Red clan head Bymid said with an envious tone, "Such

the age of the participants...It allowed

dragon race, having such an age counted as being

four clans believed that it was the wish of the ancestral dragon to allow only youngsters

this was honestly more of

heads had gotten their chance to meet the ancestor, and he hadn't mentioned the legacy

to each glorious dragon to lay his hand

dragon had gotten his chance and failed to receive it was a proof that

did exist due to the

many other attributed flames could be inherited, but it seemed to be locked to

dark ages...Majority of the dragons were able

this Era? It seemed to be the average size of the dragons had been reduced to merely sixty

they could grow bigger than this, but they had to consume bloodline treasures

that the dragons wanted to know, but the ancestor refused to talk about

know, the dimensional pocket kicks out everyone in seven days but the holder of the wine jar." Red clan head Bymid stressed, "Only after seven days does the ancestor wake up. So, if you took hold of the wine jar, make sure to protect

job of the teammates to prioritize passing

with this request since he had already

same dragons twice; hence it was useless to

other hand, the first participants weren't

it was written in their contract, forcing