Supremacy Games

After knowing that Aegnor's fate was sealed, Felix embarked on his journey towards the Dwarven empire.

Meanwhile, Aegnor was currently meeting with his partners in the war room, updating them on the good news.

It looked like the war room had been tripled in size as many fiends and void succubi were added.

As for imitators and djins? They were quite harder to convince since they had to worry about losing their identities if everything went south.

"Good job, Aegnor." Arthur praised with a head nod while sitting next to the head chair in a round marble table...Naturally, The Ruiner was taking the head chair as he was considered the pride of the fiends in the void race.

In other words, he was the only one capable of making other proud fiends accept having him above them a bit.

"We can now be aware of his movements as well learn everything about him." Meriam smiled charmingly, "Make sure to dig specially on his weaknesses."

"The humans are the key to this war...As long as we get rid of their headspear, they will be nothing but sheep to farm." Arthur added.

"I will try my best, but you should know that I might not be bringing you any updates for a while." Aegnor shared with a serious tone, "I always feel like that sl*t Candace is breathing down my neck. I must play this as safely as possible to not expose my identity."

"That's only natural."

"Be careful on every move you make...Your identity is everything."

"Agreed, we have no need for Intel about him this early on preparation. So just focus on cultivating your relationship with him."

Everyone in the war room showed Aegnor support on his mission, making him sigh in relief mentally.

'Aegnor knew that his position in the war room depended heavily on his relationship with Felix.

If it wasn't for him being in the right position at the right time, he wouldn't have been invited this early to join the war.

So, if he wanted to keep his high position and succeed in his goal, he must make his mission always relevant to the efforts of the war.

Alas...If only he knew what awaited him after Felix return to Forlond, he would have tucked his tail between his legs and fled as far as possible...

***

Seven Days Later...

we are about to pass over the Dwarven capital planet, Dazadus. Should I make a short stop or move on?' Candace

already here, might as well do a little scouting.'

'Alright.'

speed again. In less than a few minutes, she was already near a dwarf brownish planet that seemed to have not a drop of

clouds were orange and covered the majority of the planet,

trespassing, Felix wasn't concerned

his spaceship, he would end up getting hunted down since humans were banned completely from any

he wasn't offline from network at the moment, he would have already been warned by Queen Ai that she would be sharing

than two hours, so let's make

surface, she went to the nearest mountain to her and

vast mesmerizing city emerged before her own

or what everyone else

curves and turns...This made it resemble a

city built underground, it was extremely bright as there were thousands of

of rich, luscious fields which have helped shape the city to what

were of great importance since nothing could be grown

those fields were relied on for a long time as they had influenced the architectural designs of the city...The vast majority of buildings were built with an abundance of large windows to mimic

but also upon the city's

seem modern-like, but they weren't generic in the slightest as they

the rest as it occupied at least 5% of the entire city! It was built on a mound, making it seem to be supervising everything and

disk at the very top...The disk was held by nothing

like a sun

every corner of the city, making it seem alive even

able to see this phenomenal architectural at

world...' Felix commentated

head straight to

gather as much information as possible.' Felix

that the Nethersteel was going to be the hardest material to gather if proper ways

wouldn't even entertain having him around...Don't even mention striking a trade deal

wishes to create a false identity,