Supremacy Games

1586 Two Decades Later...

Everyone was left speechless at the clones' blatant disrespect, feeling second-hand embarrassment for Lord Marduk.

"Stop speaking for immediately and don't bow no more."

Felix swiftly tried to redeem the situation, not wanting to disrespect Lord Marduk by ordering his clones around.

The clones listened to Felix's orders like they were god-sent decrees.

"How? How does this make any sense?" Lord Marduk stood before his clones with a deep sense of bafflement.

He could sense his senses were completely cut off from his clones like they were stand-alone people.

This shouldn't have happened since he was creating them with an elemental ability, not a law-based ability...In other words, they needed his constant supply of elemental energy to survive.

"I think evil energy is fueling their existence." Felix shared.

He didn't make a guess, he could feel the clones' evil energy attempting to suck off purities from the area to sustain their hosts' existence.

"It makes sense, evil energy is like a parasite that attaches itself to the soul." Lady Sphinx nodded, "I believe if you ordered it to stop, the clones would eventually die out on their own unless you ordered them to self-sustain themselves through neutral energy conversion."

"I don't want anything to do with this." Felix addressed Lord Marduk, "If you want them to die out, just say the word."

While having two perfect clones of Lord Marduk was a massive deal, Felix had no interest in keeping them around if Lord Marduk didn't approve of it.

It was too much of a cowardly move after he trusted him to join his team and offered his assistance wholeheartedly without pulling back.

"I don't care you keeping one." He shrugged his shoulders, "You can use him to create natural treasures, minerals, and purities for you to consume...It will save me a lot of trouble of creating new clones to do those jobs."

"Are you serious?" Felix raised an eyebrow in surprise.

Felix knew that if he were in his position, he would never allow his clones to be under someone's else leadership regardless of his identity.

However, Lord Marduk seemed to have a different thought process.

letting them go and wasting all of my efforts in creating them, you might as well

don't mind me

allowed one to stay, he might as well allow the other, which would boost

to create a new clone, even if it recovered, it would never really be at 100% of its strength. The only way to have it

could have a limited number of clones each time

nodded in confirmation, causing Felix and the others to have a much deeper sense

of part of his soul, and all of them knew, that he wasn't doing this out of

sought victory in the cause and he was showing that

him his word, "I vow you, your clone won't be disrespected in

understand that." Lord

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Two months later...

emptiness of space, Felix prepared for a monumental transformation. He stood

began to channel his

form started to grow, expanding exponentially until he

massive that it warped the very fabric of space around

he assumed a meditation position, a

a mountain of natural treasures and elemental minerals, each one a rare

the brim with these treasures, glowing

held within it the collection of the primogenitors, his friends, and even his subordinates as he had ordered Malak and Mr Igris, his

cup alone must be worth hundreds of empires' and I

brought the cup to his lips...Then, he consumed the entire collection of natural treasures and elemental minerals in one grand gesture, an act that symbolized

disappeared into his colossal form, Felix closed his eyes, his breathing deepened, and he entered a state of deep

a deep slumber that would last years or perhaps

he wanted to digest the massive quantity of treasures in

for his colossal size? He could maintain it even in his slumber

was passive neutral energy absorption. When added to elemental expansion, he could remain in this form for eons to come unless

deep slumber, the hundreds of his clones weren't going to

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realize it, over two

the universe did not

among the myriad changes was the liberation of the Watchers' race from

the dynamics of cosmic politics and power, as the Watchers, beings of profound insight and power, rejoined the universal stage, to reclaim their