Supremacy Games

1645 Each With Their Own Scheme!

That's what Hephaestus and many other unigins were left to believe with those two's heated and conflicting relationship.

But in reality? Poseidon's motives go deeper than this...

At the moment, a strategic meeting was taking place in the heart of Poseidon's underwater palace, a grand structure of coral and pearl shimmering beneath the ocean's surface.

Poseidon sat upon his throne of seashells and tridents, his presence commanding and regal.

Beside him stood his right-hand subordinate, Admiral Nereus, a seasoned warrior known for his tactical acumen and unwavering loyalty.

Nereus's appearance was striking, with long, flowing hair that seemed to float in the water, and eyes as deep and blue as the ocean itself.

His position under Poseidon was much higher than even Duke Humphrey in the eyes of Hephaestus!

So, one could imagine him possessing his radiant divinity blessing directly from the three rulers compared to others needing it from Poseidon.

With a thoughtful expression, Admiral Nereus questioned, "My lord, why do I sense there is more to this war than a mere territorial dispute?"

Poseidon's eyes narrowed, a hint of a cunning plan flickering in his gaze. "Astute as always, Nereus. This war is but a stage, a lure for a greater player in this game..."

Admiral Nereus arched an eyebrow. "Is it the ascendant mortal? Do you intend to draw him into our conflict?"

With a slight smile, Poseidon replied, "Exactly...By prolonging this battle and showcasing our strength, it gives the boy a spectacle to ponder upon. He's calculating, always watching and waiting for the right moment to strike. I am certain if we gave him some time to settle down and lick his wounds, he would realize that our war is the perfect chance for him to act up and try to steal some of our celestial energy...That's my real target."

Admiral Nereus considered this, his tactical mind analyzing the implications. "A clever ploy, my lord...But we must tread carefully. Lord Hephaestus and the rest of the unigins will most definitely see through our plans if we prolong this war more than necessary. This will give them a chance to participate in the trap, complicating the situation more than we would like."

Poseidon leaned forward, his eyes reflecting the depths of his domain.

"That is a risk I am willing to take." He said coldly, "I am no longer interested in playing war with that prick...It's time to evolve and join the upper ranks. Capturing Asna's core is the easiest path at the moment."

am not going to wait until the kid gets lured in slowly, I will give him one last shove if he doesn't make his

you command, my lord. I shall ensure our forces are prepared for any eventuality, whether from

concluded, Poseidon gazed out into the vast ocean from his palace, his thoughts

was a chess move in a larger game of divine politics, and Poseidon was determined

Poseidon's character and his constant desire to seek out the spotlight, everyone would have

and no matter how intelligent someone was, it would be difficult for them to ignore the pattern

would not last for long and it wouldn't be long before everyone realized that his motives go beyond

Felix wasn't suspecting anything from the war...Though, as a careful person from a young age, he always

or not, in his eyes, it wouldn't affect his plan

***

A week later...

progressing at an impressive pace. The void citizens worked tirelessly, their

from the

role to play, and they performed their duties with a sense of urgency

quarters and command centers, every task was carried

to call 'home' in this heartless and unwelcoming kingdom...Even if it was a temporary base, it

citizens were working their asses off, Felix

creators and accelerating the creation of void creatures through any means

universe was soon to interfere and halt his infinite cloning glitch the moment he cloned more

original number, the universe began sending warnings by tightening the golden shackles on him, putting him in the worst

continue abusing his laws as he knew that

punishments, he would have evolved

symbols before the universe gave him a warning to go

troops have steadily been gaining more

with a deep frown, "Is this how wars between unigins are? Send their subordinates to fight while they keep each other in check

could go all out on each other and waste their divinities just to end up in the same spot," Jörmungandr

might jump over their borders and seek to invade them,

head, "If this is their