Supremacy Games

Chapter 1684

1684 The First Ruler's Might. I

On The Other Side...

Amid the once tranquil territory of Athena, now a battleground of clashing elements, a clone of Felix stood at the heart of the chaos, mirroring his creator's formidable power.

As he focused, his hair ignited into vibrant flames, a fiery crown that mirrored Felix's own, signaling the unleashing of his full potential.

Whoosh!! Whoosh!!

Around him, the black flames he commanded surged with renewed vigor, a dark tide spreading relentlessly across the realm.

These sinister flames devoured everything in their path, transforming the terrain into a nightmarish expanse!

"Child, you shouldn't have done this..."

Suddenly, a divine authoritative voice came down from the heavens, causing Felix to lift his head with a murderous look.

He recognized the voice to be of the first ruler as he could never forget the one who kidnapped his beloved right in front of him.

As he looked up, he saw a massive golden hand descending upon him, its absolute size throwing the landscape below into shadow!

This was no mere display of divine might; it was the will of the first ruler manifesting, a celestial decree that sought to quell the chaos Felix had wrought!

'Sh*t! I can't get hit by that!'

After being told about the might of the three rulers in detail by Lilith, Felix respected and feared their strength more than anything else. Thus, he didn't hesitate to try and get out of the palm's way.

Alas, the understanding dawned upon him swiftly and mercilessly: he was ensnared by the Celestial Decree, an invisible, unbreakable chain that bound him in his place!

and even the act of lifting his arm became a Herculean

Felix's expression

put under the territorial

of territorial pressure was exclusive to the three rulers and

counter such pressure or at least mitigate it was

to be potent

had no plans

fires of countless battles, he mustered his strength, channeling the very essence of his

hand, trembling under the immense pressure, rose

MAKING THIS EASY

roar that seemed to split the very fabric of the realm, the clone released his counter: a massive palm, crafted from the black flames underneath, causing it to resemble a giant palm tree

defiance, swelled upwards to meet the golden divine palm in a collision that promised

'Will he win?'

the upcoming impact with bated breath from a distance while giving her absolute best to quench the black

in the slightest as she treated the whole matter as a business matter...She came

at the depth of her heart in a small, small place, she kinda wished that he would win

'Felix...Please don't overdo it.'

agitation and worry as she watched this scene...She had no idea what was going through his mind and the only thing she could do was trust in his vision

BOOOOOOOOOOM!

destructive shockwaves across the kingdom, the two divine palms were finally connected,

in the clone's blazing defiance, a standoff that encapsulated the eternal struggle between the dictates of the heavens and the

"Argh!!!"

upon the boundless depths of celestial black flames underneath, pouring more and more energy into his palm, determined to not just hold his ground but to push back

locked in a stalemate, neither yielding,

first ruler, a telepathic

not your enemies, nor have we sought to harm you,' The ruler inquired, his tone one of genuine puzzlement and a hint of sorrow for the path

he had just heard one of the sickest jokes, 'What about the smite?! You f*cking smited out

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