Supremacy Games

No matter how loud they shouted his name, it didn't change the fact that Felix was injured heavily...

"You managed to change your position at the last moment, not bad." Lord Heatiaz praised as he eyed Felix through the disappearing blood cloud.

Cough! Cough!

Felix didn't even hear his compliment as he kept coughing a great amount of blood with a pained expression.

His condition wasn't to be envied as he had lost his left leg and arm, plus a sizable portion of his left torso, exposing his mushed-up interior.

Fortunately, his fire immunity saved him from getting burnt to a crisp, which was the biggest source of damage to the laser beam.

'Felix, I think it's time to leave.' Asna said with a worried tone as she didn't expect the fight to be this one-sided.

'Not yet...Cough!'

Felix toughened through the pain and used his new healing ability *Water Touch* plus *Poison Recovery* to boost his insane rejuvenation.

With the addition of healing sacred attribute to both abilities, Felix's wounds were getting healed at a freakish speed that took even Lord Heatiaz by surprise.

How fast?

Well, Felix's body returned to its peak form in less than a second under the dumbfounded eyes of the Scorchlanders, halting their celebration before it could even take off!

"I have to give it to you. You're an interesting creature for sure. But, it's time to end things." Lord Heatiaz narrowed his eyes coldly and uttered, "Wind Coffin."

Whoosh!! Whoosh!! Whoosh!!...

Abruptly, Felix was assaulted with intense powerful wind gales from all directions, causing his body to get affixed in a single place!!

This could be considered as an upgraded version of what Felix experienced against Eldrid as he realized that it was just impossible to move a finger.

In fact, even breathing became difficult as his lungs were being pressed to their limit.

'Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!!'

Felix got agitated as he kept thinking of ways to free himself without repercussions...But, he realized that there was none!

If he used teleportation or spatial displacement, he would be setting himself up for failure as Lord Heatiaz would always act one step faster than him.

The only way to avoid this was by having quicker reflexes or thinking reaction than him.

mass to escape the wind pressure would make it impossible to evade the laser beams...As

would fail to protect him like before...Especially when he had less time to

Is this my current strength compared

devastated by the fight's development as he didn't expect to get bested in all departments...This happened while Lord Heatiaz wasn't even using his consciousness prowess or taking

this ending!' Felix's expression turned from frustration to absolute anger as

that he needed to fight off the Darkin

to cultivate and keep him always motivated and certain that there would be

a bit of his confidence,

only he and the tenants knew that the guilt of killing off his

knew that he still had work to be done...But now? His

at him and waited to see if he was going to

be controlled to

him, which was the

sensed a disturbance in space in Felix's location, his first instinct was to look around him in case Felix was

"Huh?"

startled by the sight of his laser beam going

recognized what Felix used immediately, which truly threw him

Who could blame him?

to the point he would use spatial imprisonment on himself just to

known fact that spatial imprisonment captured the target inside a

coffin ability as it made him realize that he

it an unorthodox crazy move? Yes! Did it work,

you still trying so hard?" Lord Heatiaz asked with a weird look, "You should know by now that you aren't going to win

the chance to teleport right

an ounce of hesitation, Felix released a long dreadful spatial blade at Lord Heatiaz,

him!' Felix uttered with a look of exhilaration and disbelief as he

thing in his pocket, knowing that spatial imprisonment allowed him to cast

that his attack was going to hit since spatial blades were slow and left

mary had less than

expected, your motive is really to

to shape after ditching the magma body parts sliced by the spatial

heart dropped to his stomach as

start to the end of the fight, nothing was in his control...Something that he had almost never experienced before in

ideas that always got him out of trouble

to shatter anyone's

leave already.' Asna begged him, 'This fight proved nothing but you are still not ready to fight those bastards...You can always get ready with

as he planned on teleporting back to the Mire Marauders, finally having enough of this