Supremacy Games

1548 The End of The Darkins.

A week later...

"What do you think? Is it in them to get penalized a bit more?" Felix asked while rubbing his chin as he watched the desolate and numbed looks of the darkins.

"I believe they had enough...They look like empty corpses." Thor replied with a faint snigger.

"He is right, anymore and they might never recover." Jörmungandr agreed.

Even though they hated them to the core, they didn't want them to become broken dolls, incapable of thinking for themselves.

"It felt too short for us," Felix remarked while canceling his black flames, finally deciding to free them from their eternal agony.

While less than two weeks passed in the real world, those two suffered for more than ten thousand years.

It might not seem like much, but the black flames made each second seem eternal, even two of the most terrifying primogenitors were turned into docile silent dolls.

They had screamed, cried, and begged in those years more than all primogenitors did ever since they were born.

Suddenly, Felix appeared in front of them while clapping slowly.

"Congratulations, you have survived your punishment."

When they heard what he said, they lifted their heads and stared at him with deadpan looks, not an ounce of life was seen in their eyes.

"..."

"..."

They lowered their heads again and remained silent. They might have gone through hell, but they still maintained a high level of rationality.

It told them that Felix was merely here to give them false hope before shattering it to pieces to laugh at them...God knows they would have done the same.

Nothing hurt more than having their hope devoured by those black flames.

to make you my loyal servants. While you can't betray me even if you wanted, I still want to ask

my servants or burn here

the rest of his sentence, the darkins yelled

struggled with the

his god and bellowed emotionally, "Servant, slave, demon, I will do and be anything you want to

that only tears were left from falling to showcase his deep

was a primogenitor, a god in the eyes of mortals, who was treated with great respect and worship. Dynasties were built around him, empires fell

he was, on the verge of

be under those black flames.' Lord Shiva remarked coldly, 'Are

get a taste of it. This

most pride in their identities as primogenitors and none of them could have imagined there would be a day,

it short, but his words

canceling the illusion domain and

"What the..."

feel different like this isn't my body

of them weren't a fan of the changes

demons wouldn't feel the deep controlling nature of evil energy, primogenitors

had taken ownership of their bodies

were given the illusion of free will, they understood deep down that the instant a thought of betrayal came into their

at Felix in the eyes,

like they were staring at the most important person in

matter how they tried to resist the feeling, it was

obedience." Felix ordered coldly, "Kowtow

buckled and they landed on the

sequence happened in less than a second like their bodies and

'...'

'...'

could see the desolation and hopelessness in their eyes, which made them both understand, no,

they hated the thought of it, the memory of getting burned by the celestial black flames was still too fresh in their minds, sending shivers course down their spine each time they recalled

of them immediately dropped those thoughts of resistance and called out

bad." This painted a wide

try to please him even when they abhor the thought just to keep those black

the darkins?" Jörmungandrshook his head with a wry smile, "To see them calling Felix master is truly an image I have never thought would

happy for Felix, but this situation also made him realize that he was