Supremacy Games

To get there even faster, Felix used both Bodidi and Candace's help.

This decreased the journey's period to less than a few hours even when they were billions of light years away from each other.

Whoosh!

After being given permission, Candace opened a void rift inside the forge and Felix exited it with a suppressed eager expression.

He tried his best to play it cool and stay composed, but it wasn't that easy.

Who could blame him? He would finally own a divine weapon and not just any one, but a masterpiece born out of the ashes of Moljin and made with the best materials known in the universe!

"Woah...Is this really a weapon?" Bodidi expressed with a dazed expression as he stared at the divine axe with his head lifted.

"It's not any weapon, it's the greatest weapon I have ever forged." Elder Cyclope appeared out of nowhere with a nude hairy upper chest, covered in sweat.

"Even better than Mjolnir?"

Thor manifested as a hologram with a defensive expression, seemingly offended that his precious weapon had lost the crown of the best-forged divine equipment.

All primogenitors possessed hundreds if not thousands of divine equipment, but only a couple had masterpieces like Mjolnir.

"Don't get upset with me here, I can tell you right now and here that this axe should possess a different grade entirely." Elder Cyclope noted with a tint of pride in his tone, "Because of your kid's unique prowess and seemingly limitless potential, I had taken the liberty to go all out like never before."

"If you really feel this way, then I have to say, I am anticipating the axe's prowess." Thor dropped his dissatisfaction, knowing that Elder Cyclope wasn't boastful.

If he proclaimed that the divine axe was this amazing, then it was bound to turn heads.

"Well, there is quite an issue." Elder Cyclope rubbed his bald scalp with a sheepish look.

"What issue?"

Felix's excitement and eagerness dried up immediately at the sound of this ominous statement.

"Because I went all out and didn't restrict the divine axe's prowess, not anyone can wield it to its fullest potential...Even worse, if you are deemed unworthy, your lifeforce will be used to power up each skill used that belongs to it."

"..."

"..."

"..."

left staring at Elder Cyclope speechlessly, having no clue what

weapon to remain

took a deep breath and asked. "Elder...May I know what are the criteria to be

I have no clue." Elder Cyclope

he kept his emotions under control, not daring to lash out. Fortunately, Thor

geezer! What the hell is this?" Thor cursed, "What's the point of this weapon being powerful

reaction for anyone with a bit of

felt better to know at least the criteria of judgment, so he could work towards winning the divine axe's approval. But, when there were no criteria, this

own weapon, especially, when he had to sacrifice

it, you know I have no refund policy."

some divine equipment from

going to change this situation, Thor could only take

"Keep dreaming."

kind, but he

Thor

eyes at the magnificent gigantic divine axe and uttered, "The only path forward is to make it recognize

metal head gleamed the moment Felix finished speaking, seemingly

or does it feel like it has a consciousness?" Candace tilted her

head. "This is called divine instinct and most divine equipments have them. It helps with communication with the equipment to

axe's instinct is

awake their consciousness

"My Mjolnir was merely a hundred million years away from having its own consciousness. This was possible only

shouldn't bother yourself with this." Thor said, "If you don't find a way

it happen." Felix

three times the divine axe's height. Then, he reached out with his right hand and caught it from the middle of the twisted shimmering milky white

it pulsed with a dormant, yet palpable energy, making him feel like he was holding into a slumbering nightmare, one

Whoosh!

divine inscriptions etched onto the axe, suddenly glimmered as they came into contact with his flesh, causing the entire

"Ugh!"

for the fact Felix's life force was being sucked

a subtle leeching at first, like a thirst on

from his lifeforce, each breath drawn from him lighting up another divine inscription on the