Supremacy Games

1699 The Last Dance. VII

Meanwhile, Uranus materialized in the vast expanse of outer space, coalescing from dark, nearly invisible particles into a formidable presence.

'Hmm?'

His senses, finely attuned to the cosmic ballet, picked up distant, faint shockwaves, unmistakable signatures of destruction.

With a deep, intrinsic understanding, he acknowledged these forces at play.

'It must be the third ruler unleashing havoc upon the dream realm.'

A cold, determined expression etched itself upon his face as he set off towards the source of the turmoil, his movements swift and decisive!

'I hope he leaves something for me.'

Even though Uranus knew that Felix's fate was sealed the instant one of the three rulers made their move personally, he still wanted to give him a piece of his mind after all the mess he put the kingdom through.

After disappearing into the cold empty void, two pitch-black eyes suddenly appeared from the nothingness behind him, their gaze piercing through the fabric of space itself before vanishing as quickly as they had appeared...

Space soon returned to its peaceful state, unlike the chaos arising in the dream realm.

...

'Dreamrealm, I invoke The Godhood Ritual!'

With each word spoken, the realm's very fabric began to dissolve, dreams of countless beings converging toward Felix in a maelstrom of ethereal energy.

In the void realm, the citizens were gripped by an unseen torment, their faces twisted in agony.

This collective suffering stemmed from an inexplicable source, yet its effects were palpable across the realm...Each individual, regardless of their strength or stature, found themselves caught in a maelstrom of pain, a byproduct of the ritual unfolding far beyond their reach or comprehension.

Simultaneously, The Dreamers underwent a startling transformation. Once vast and vibrant, these beings began to shrink, their sizes diminishing rapidly!

This contraction was not a natural phenomenon but a consequence of their dreams being siphoned away.

The dreams, a vital aspect of their existence, were being harvested to fuel a godhood ritual, leaving the dreamers lessened, a mere shadow of their former selves.

This scene of sacrifice and loss underscored the profound and far-

reaching impact of the ritual and why Felix didn't consider going for it until his back was against the wall.

He comprehended that the ritual would be hard and painful for his citizens, but he didn't hesitate to invoke it as his life and death were connected to theirs.

died, they would follow him

Whoosh!!! Whoosh!...

fears, and fantasies swirled around him, a torrent of

ordeal with Amun-Ra, began to

blood receded, and his form elevated to an

tribulations, cascaded down his back, growing in length

twin beams of piercing light erupted, illuminating the dark sky left by the dream

Roaar!! Rooar!! Roarr!...

not as

colorful, each embedded with a dragonic

provided him not just with unparalleled protection but with a sensory network that extended beyond the

the dream realm itself seemed to acknowledge

remnants of the realm, now a canvas for his will, responded to his slightest desire, breathing with him, living with him,

Thud!

on his knee as he lowered his head, undaunted by Amun-Ra's

forbidden techniques." Amun-Ra remarked calmly, "Boy, do you understand the consequences of

enslavement is the only option I have left, it doesn't sound so bad to risk my life for one last try at beating you senseless," Felix replied with a cold sinister look

"How dillusio..."

face, a blow so powerful that it threatened to unravel the

caught Felix's

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!

him was obliterated, leaving a void where existence itself seemed to

have," Amun-Ra remarked, his voice echoing with disdain, unfazed by the attempt

"I am just starting."

fist, unleashing a concentrated beam of

'Remove Immunites!'

immunity to elemental forces from all beings within his realm, including himself, making them vulnerable to the raw essence

sensation of discomfort marking his

touch of pain, however fleeting, did not

grimace marring his otherwise perfect features,

beam had

like you won't go down without a fight...Fine,

angered by the affront, lowered his Was scepter with a swift motion and struck Felix with it, sending

shimmering with

ROOOOARR!! ROOOAR!!!

armor, their emergence accompanied by deep, resounding roars that seemed to vibrate

of energy, one of concentrated plasma and the other of void, which intertwined in a deadly dance to form a deep purple beam of unprecedented

aimed his Was scepter at the incoming beam, intending to counter it with a blast

'Cancel elemental energies!'