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 use

if you don't mind

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

them." Elder Kraken answered the question for him, "Each time he split his soul to create a new clone, even if it

orders, he could have a limited number of clones each time and it was too much to have two clones outside

in confirmation, causing Felix and the others to have

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

truly sought victory in the cause and he was showing that

Felix bowed his head in gratitude as he gave him his word, "I vow you, your clone won't be

that."

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Two months later...

transformation. He stood amidst the stars, a lone figure against the backdrop of

deep breath, he began to channel his

his form started to grow, expanding exponentially until he towered

a moon-sized giant, his presence so massive that it warped the

this gargantuan form, he assumed a meditation position, a serene and focused expression on his

within which lies a mountain of natural treasures and elemental minerals, each one a

the brim with

collection of the primogenitors, his friends, and even his subordinates as he had ordered Malak and

worth hundreds of empires' and I am

consumed the entire collection of natural treasures

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

actively put himself in a deep slumber that would last

to do this if he wanted to digest the massive

it even in his slumber as he had already learned all

neutral energy absorption. When added to elemental expansion, he could remain in this form for

main consciousness in deep slumber, the hundreds of his clones weren't going to halt

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over two decades passed in the cosmic realm, a period marked

the universe did

the liberation of

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