Supremacy Games

1654 The Second Round! VI

Moments after Felix's audacious teleportation maneuver, the battlefield that had been a stage for titanic clashes took a brief, eerie pause...

Whoosh!! Whoosh!! Whoosh!!...

In that fleeting calm, the unigins appeared on the scene. They materialized in a majestic display of their divine presence, each bringing with them an aura of their law dominion.

"We were too late."

Athena knitted her eyebrows in displeasure after noticing that only Apollo and his eerie music were left behind.

Apollo remained where he had been, his fingers moving frenetically across the strings of his lyre.

He didn't seem to have noticed the disappearance of Felix and Hephaestus, appearing like he had completely lost himself in his horrific score.

As the Unigins observed, a creeping darkness began to shroud Apollo's form...The light that typically radiated from him was being slowly consumed by this encroaching darkness, painting a stark contrast to his usual resplendent appearance.

The Unigins exchanged glances, a mix of irritation and concern etched on their features.

"He is having one of his crazed episodes...Zeus, zap him off it." Artemis requested.

Zeus didn't need to be told twice as he sent a bright golden electrical charge to Apollo, causing him to twitch involuntarily and interrupt his magnificent performance mid-way.

The moment the music stopped, the darkness seemed to withdraw back within Apollo. His pitch-black pupil returned to normal and his skin became luminous again.

At first sight of breaking out of his zone, Apollo scanned around with a muddled look for a moment before he realized what happened.

"Ahh, I am most appreciative of your assistance, but I am truly bummed out..." Apollo ruffled his hair akin to a frustrated artist as he said, "I was so close, so damn close to finishing it!"

His peers' eyelids twitched in vexation and decided to ignore his existence again, knowing that it wasn't the time to deal with this bipolar psycho.

"I found them, they are near the Golden Gate." Athena shared with a solemn tone as she used her senses to spy on the ongoing confrontation.

The others tuned in as well and when they saw what Felix was doing to Hephaestus, words refused to come out of their lips...

They merely kept spectating in utter silence as they bore witness to a scene of brutal domination that would forever change the dynamics of their pantheon.

They watched as Felix relentlessly assaulted Hephaestus with a ferocity that was both awe-inspiring and terrifying.

Felix, empowered by the might of both white and black celestial flames, was a whirlwind of unstoppable destructive force!

Each punch he delivered to Hephaestus was a maelstrom of searing pain and power, the flames intensifying the impact to levels beyond mortal comprehension!

His kicks, swift and merciless, were like comets streaking across the sky, each one landing with the force of a celestial body colliding with a planet!

resilience, was reduced to a mere plaything

BOOOM!! BOOOM!! THUD!!...

deity was thrown around like a ragdoll, unable to mount

further, his divine

'...'

'...'

'...'

three rulers could wield it. But, they could not forget the

level that Hephaestus wasn't allowing himself to be treated as a ragdoll...Without

punch and kick were simple, straightforward, and had not an ounce of martial arts behind them...Yet,

said with a stern tone, "It's

from his symbols and now this..." Zeus sucked in a cold breath, "He could

sight of Hephaestus's bashed body made them accept this

Thud!!! Thud!! Kaboom!!

and fell from Hephaestus's frame, magma oozed from his limbs, and lava flowed from his mouth, nose, and wounds like blood from

celestial flames that engulfed his fists not only inflicted physical damage but

"Arghgh!!!"

powers, found no respite, no opportunity to retaliate or escape. His bloodshot eyes kept wandering back and forth with each strike he ate, seemingly attempting to find a way out of

swatted away by Felix, who seemed to be in a state of transcendent rage,

eyes was so potent, that the wrathful aura of

were too weak to spectate the beatdown as it was, they were satisfied by the mere delayed sounds of Felix's punches and kicks resounding deeply

a tumult of emotions rooted

overpower the god of the forge, each tenant

wine from his jar with his head lowered, listening

noises that were akin to the most

way of confronting the celestial beings that had manipulated and controlled their destinies

the reaction of the Ancestral

you watching this? My sons, daughters...Sob, I have wronged you, my pride has wronged you...But, justice is being served at last...Sob, our justice is served

Hephaestus, his eyes brimmed with tears, not just of sorrow but also of deep, heartfelt

befallen his race, a curse that had turned them against one another, driving

dark time

with the roars and cries of dragons, the fire and blood that had rained down as they fought and slaughtered

proud and noble race of dragons had been reduced to mere pawns in a cruel game played by the

to take them down, it

evil and sinister in her actions...What he blamed the most was himself and the three rulers,

part in the destruction of his race, he

if, through Felix, the dragons were finally having their say, reclaiming a piece of their dignity that had been stripped away by the capricious whims

united in their shared history of suffering and

moment of triumph over the forces

for a future where they were no

THUUUUUD!!!

force, Felix delivered a powerful kick to Hephaestus, sending the god