Supremacy Games

Chapter 1369

1369 A Lifetime Regret...

While Felix was rushing against time to finish studying the best way to eliminate the true immortality genomes without causing Manananggal's death, his masters and Fenrir were seen sitting on beach chairs in one row.

Their eyes were affixed on the horrifying spectacle before them: Manananggal, writhing and screaming in the throes of agony as he was covered in blood from the top to the bottom... The blood of his dearest ones to him, the blood of his one and true love in his entire eternal life.

Yet, there was no satisfaction in their eyes, no pleasure derived from the sight; only a deep—seated sense of melancholy and a reminiscence of a time when their fates were not intertwined in this cruel dance.

Thor crossed his arms over his mighty chest, his eyes hard and unflinching.

"Remember when we first encountered him?" he asked.

His grip tightened around an alcoholic flask, the memories igniting the ancient spark of war within him.

Jormungandr replied, a bitter smile forming, "A simpler time when his bloodthirst was not yet known to us."

"I would pay anything to return to those times..." Fenrir uttered softly, his eyes closed shut under the background of Manananggal's wife's pitiful screams.

These voices did nothing but remind him of his dearest wife and his dead unborn child...Even his frigid heart was affected by those beautiful loving memories.

Almost all primogenitors ended up finding true love after going through an unimaginable number of partners.

Some of them cherished their partners and were loyal to them monogamously even when they were mere mortals.

Some loved them to the point of not touching another partner after their death.

Some were broken into pieces after their death, incapable of letting them go and trying every possible method to bring them back.

All of those partners shared one thing... Meeting their mortality while their primogenitors‘ partners didn't age for even a second.

If Fenrir's wife had died a natural death, he would have been upset, but he would still move on from it.

Instead, her ending caused him to go into a spiral of maddening anger and he released this rage on none other than Manananggal.

he realized that it was hopeless to kill him and

as it made

am sorry," Fenrir muttered, his apologetic eyes affixed

"Plus, he is the one coming after your wife first and even killing her

method was no

of what he had done

the ethereal gloaming, he stood towering over

ominously, bore into her frightened ones, radiating an

his massive snout, pushing her toward the edge of the woods where packs of the most fierce wolves in

teeth capable of chewing into the

with what he did!" Manananggal's wife begged, tears

just as guilty as him."

such matters! Sob, sob...Even if I knew, do you think he will listen to me? He

is your husband, you should

his broken heart to

thoughts and nothing anyone said was going to change

was as chilling as the wind rustling through the dead trees, "Run and let fate decide

"Ple..."

"Go!"

a whimpered sob, the woman stumbled into the dark woods, the howling of the wolves echoing in

silence of the cold night was abruptly punctuated by a

sound, his ears twitching

the wails of an inevitable fate that was approaching

faint moonlight, slowly began to converge upon the source of the

the scene unfold with a cold, detached gaze. The terrified screams

of her cries served as a harsh reminder of the torment Manananggal had inflicted upon countless others

whimpers, Fenrir turned his gaze away, the haunting echoes a grim symphony of retribution, played

life...lt wasn't because it

wife had nothing to do with her husband's evil hobby of eating unborn infants, and he caused the death of an innocent life just to stick it

all Ire could do was

of this hook is finally about to get closed once

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