Supremacy Games

1375 The Day of Judgement. II

The moment Queen Ai did as he ordered, the entire universe was turned into a platform for Manananggal's execution.

Besides the private streams, all screens across the UVR and the real world began showing Felix and the disturbing husk of Manananggal, kneeling in front of him.

Felix used his illusion domain to create the perfect execution stage in outer space. It was a bloody throne and Manananggal was chained to it, making everyone

questing what their eyes were feeding them.

[What's the grand supreme doing? And who is that skeleton?]

[Wow, is that really an execution stage? What did that poor thing do to anger our lord?]

[Landlord!! I love you!!]

The stream chats across the entire universe were packed with mixed comments, but the majority were focusing on the identity of Manananggal.

In fact, even if Manananggal wasn't looking like a zombie, almost everyone would still not recognize him as primogenitors' identities were kept secret at all costs.

But, the same reaction didn't occur in the primogenitors and the inner circle councils.

"What the...ls that really Malia?" Kumiho covered her mouth in shock.

"They actually caught him? What have they done to him? Why didn't he kill himself already?" Erebus fixed his posture into a serious one.

He knew that Manananggal was an irritating opponent due to his ability to blow his soul and start fresh again, and no one could take it away from him.

Yet, here he was, before all of his peers and the mortals he despised, appearing as worthless as a fugitive living in a sewer.

"Looks like the grand supreme is finally going to get his revenge...Though, doesn't he know that killing him will be doing him a favor? It can't be.." King Treznor commentated as he watched the stream with the rest of the inner circle leaders.

"Maybe he is doing this to humiliate him?"

"Most likely. "

circle leaders nodded in

continue their discussion, Felix opened his mouth, his voice, deep and steady, echoed

point in my

body barely visible in the dim lighting, chained to the once majestic throne now covered

hollow shell, his grim image a stark contrast to his former

of you won't recognize him, but this Fiend's name has spelled doom, death, and despair for innumerable lives...But

heinous crimes, his words painting a chilling picture of the monstrosities

the death of tens of billions of lives, and most importantly, the start of the war between the void nation and the three allied races, which almost ended with their extinction...Even worse,

everyone heard the last part,

was used to wars, fights, deaths, and such, but when it came to eating fetuses? Even the most hardcore of them all couldn't help but feel

"BASTARD!!"

absolutely fuming after seeing how their brother's name was being soiled

curse him as much as he wants as long

this situation was humiliating, he would rather have this way than seek plans

that even if they wanted to rescue him right now, it would be

left in the depth of the void realm and they had no clue about its

could only sit tight and watch the

chained to the throne. "In front of trillions of witnesses, justice will not

the figure of Manananggal, capturing every twitch, every

as he did not want to execute him

opened his eyes slowly, the darkins, the primogenitors, and even the inner circle leaders were

"Is he crazy?"

himself at the first

he up

the instant Manananggal regain his consciousness, he would

next changed their

to reveal dilated pupils that darted frantically about, struggling

else did he plan

through him...His surroundings were unfamiliar while his body

felt relieved...Relieved that his imprisoner had finally decided to show up. But, his anger

million years inside that cursed castle." Manananggal gritted what remained of his teeth. "Why did you show up? Are you planning to change the torture