Supremacy Games

Suddenly, a towering wooden celestial, tens of kilometers tall, with thousands of arms stretching out in all directions rose from the center jungle.

The celestial's face was serene and peaceful and its body was carved with intricate patterns and designs that seemed to glow under the Star of Salvation.

The celestial's presence was awe-inspiring, radiating a sense of ancient wisdom and spiritual power.

This left most of the viewers with mouth agape, not daring to believe that runic nature spells were capable of such creation.

Ka-Thumb!! Ka-Thumb!!..

Without needing Queen Alfreda to say anything, the thousand-armed wooden celestial started walking in direction of the heated warzone.

With each step it took, the arena trembled, causing those soldiers to lose their balance. Still, they stood back up and continued killing each other.

'I guess she made up her mind.' Felix smiled faintly as he cracked his knuckles, preparing to end this.

Without an ounce of hesitation, he teleported in front of the wooden titan the moment it arrived at the battlefield!

Just like it possessed some sort of radar, immediately after Felix appeared underneath it, the wooden celestial ten arms at him!

The wind hollowed as the ten arms sliced through it with great intensity, causing anyone to tense up against them.

But not Felix...He merely lifted his head and stared at the incoming wooden palms with an indifferent expression.

He neither moved out of the way nor seemed like he planned to defend himself. This sight caught everyone by surprise as they knew that Felix might be extremely strong, but those palms weren't a joke in the slightest!

Just as Sir Victoire was about to comment on this, the ten wooden palms landed on Felix and the entire area around him simultaneously!

BAAAAM!!!!

The noise produced was enough to make the viewers feel a slight shiver course down their spine.

Dust and smokey debris were lifted in the air, blocking everyone's sight, but the hundreds of shattered sand and plant soldiers made them understand that the situation wasn't pleasant.

"Did King Maxwell teleport to safety?" King Treznor frowned as he scanned the area around the dust cloud, believing that Felix must have gotten out of the way in time if he didn't defend himself.

what almost everyone

their reaction more extreme after the dust cloud cleared out and Felix's shadowy figure reappeared

"Impossible!"

"Huh??"

block them with his body

Maerlyra's four eyes widened in shock after noticing that Felix was surrounded by shattered gigantic

leaders and viewers shared the same

Ka-thumb!!

happened as it ignored its shattered

Bamm! Bamm!! Bamm!!

strike, causing the entire battlefield to be thrown

to care anyone about those soldiers

wooden celestial stopped and the dust cloud went away, most of the spectators couldn't help but

him and that the cracks on his body were illuminating like he was a bomb on the

do to make his

the majority of the viewers had absolutely no idea about Felix's destruction bloodline, making them incapable of figuring out

were seen knitting their eyebrows deeply at the awe aspiring scene of

how troublesome...' Elder Dragon

was going to be an insane pain in the ass when he fight Felix...But knowing

confidence and pride even a little...It

force, but he must be feeling pain like normal.' Elder Dragon narrowed his eyes coldly, 'If so, I will make him beg for me

nonstop until his mental fortitude give in to

next sight was going to make him

is Landlord's body

out loud after the celestial had finally stopped

Alfreda ordered him, but

handicapped wooden statue even though it had

was focusing on it as their eyes were pointed at Felix's peculiar

mutation had created, Felix merely tightened his right hand

head back up and eyed the center of the celestial's wooden chest. Then, he blinked right in front of it

Felix's movement and placed him on

Felix resembled a tiny ant using its weak little arm to

that nothing drastic should happen,

wooden surface with a loud thud...The impact sent a shockwave through Felix's arm, jarring