Supremacy Games

1581 The Gathering of Maniacal Monoliths. II

"Quick, let's put them on the ground next to each other."

Lord Marduk swiftly began working on arranging the one hundred and sixty broken monoliths.

Each piece, a fragment of ancient knowledge, was carefully placed on the ground, forming a seemingly chaotic pattern that stretches across the landscape.

Felix and the others watched with a mixture of curiosity and skepticism.

Time passed, and a sense of restlessness began to permeate the group...Whispers and murmurs rippled through the crowd, a growing impatience at the apparent stillness of the scene.

The monoliths did absolutely nothing.

Knowing that all they could do was be patient, Felix questioned, "Does each monolith reallyrepresent a primogenitor?"

He was told before that each monolith represented a primogenitor and his element, but to see one hundred and sixty monoliths in one place was a lot on its own.

He couldn't imagine one hundred and sixty primogenitors used to exist in the universe.

"That's what we believe at least." Lady Sphinx clarified, "When we were bestowed gifts upon, the lightning that struck us, left some inscription written on the ground. We broke a piece of the ground with the inscription and kept it with us when our intelligence stabilized. Since everyone we have asked had this happen to him and we found a total of one hundred and sixty monoliths, we assumed that each monolith represented the birth of a primogenitor."

"I see..." Felix nodded in understanding, "But if it's like this, how can you be sure that 160 is the limit?"

"I have been sent holographic pictures of each monolith and I have pieced them manually until they got merged perfectly into one. While the rocks themselves have different sizes, the sentences were aligned perfectly straight, making the monolith resemble a book page." Lady Sphinx anwsered.

In other words, it was highly unlikely that a couple more monoliths were to be hiding somewhere.

"If there are a hundred and sixty primogenitors, how can the majority be dead?" Felix still found it hard to believe that such a large number of primogenitors were dead with the kind of gifts that made them overlords.

"You have no idea about the dangers of the universe in our times." Fenrir shook his head, "We spent at least thousands of years adjusting to our strength, intelligence, and powers. Just me alone have almost died ten times by making stupid mistakes like jumping in weird dimensions and such."

memories of Jörmungandr. He was a mere little dumb snake before it got struck by lightning, and when he turned humanoid, he was

by a plant or a food...They might be immortals from old age,

at least ten primogenitors ended up dead after we made the pact, not waiting until Lord Loki had created the illusion world. There are a few more, who are still alive, but secluded themselves

even a ancestor for

is chaos primogenitor, capable of controlling the mysterious powers of unpredictability and forces

each peculiar element, there is a primogenitor for it. But, unfortunately, they have not survived the earliest years and have not left any descendants, which completely killed off their elements from making

wonder if the universe has created eggs to replace

perfect manipulation of some of those elements, having a

way earlier than even the Primogenitors Era could pop off, then there wasn't much of a hope unless he got super

even know if the universe created eggs for primogenitors who had yet

wide until there were many gemstone species and beasts related to him, which maybe pushed the universe to fix an imbalance he left behind...But, the same couldn't be said about vibration and other

it's a failure?"

some time." Lady Sphinx

knew that nothing was guaranteed to occur while bringing those monoliths together, but still, she

waited and waited...The monoliths

peak, Lord Marduk

"How so?"

a single word in the universal

of the command belied

profound change swept over

rising from the ground as if imbued with a life of their

"The hell, it worked?!"

the rest were left speechless, having no idea what Lord

gracefully moving through the air, guided by an

of the monoliths was mesmerizing, a display of cosmic

Sphinx's pupils widened in elation and

scene before her was enough to make her cry if she

her, she had been collecting them for millions of years