Supremacy Games

1738 The Hundredth Floor. I

After weeks of navigating the treacherous and ever-changing environments of the first top five floors, the squads finally cleared them and arrived at the last entrance, leading to the hundredth floor.

The journey up until now had been a relentless test of their patience since the entrances were hiddenin plain sight and guarded by puzzles that demanded not just intelligence but a deep understanding of the quantum laws that governed the tower.

Yet, the relief of overcoming these obstacles was short-lived.

All the squads were seen spread out in front of a giant archway that was pulsing with energy so ominous it made their skin crawl.

"Whatever challenges we had faced before pales in comparison to what we are about to experience." Commander Bia warned with a solemn expression.

Tempus Vey, Mognki'r, Virona, and the rest of the leaders were also advising their teams to be at their best performance.

No one took their words lightly as they had already been told about what awaited them on the other side.

'Do not forget to freeze the instant you pass through the entrance.'

Commander Bia stepped forward, leading her squad towards the entrance. The Chaosians were nowhere to be seen while the entrance was found open, which implied that they had already gotten inside.

Felix and the rest of the squad followed her closely, stepping into the entrance without an ounce of hesitation.

As Felix crossed the threshold into the hundredth floor, a tide of cold air brushed against his skin.

When he opened his eyes, the sight that greeted him was the same as described by Commander Bia.

He found himself standing in a vast, gloomy landscape, where the air was thick with a dreadful fog that seemed to swallow the very light around him.

Dead trees, their branches twisted in silent torment, covered the barren dark land that stretched out to the horizon.

The ground beneath his feet was cracked and dry like it hadn't tasted a drop of water for eons.

In the distance, creepy mountains loomed, their slopes bore the semblance of crying faces, etched into the rock as if mourning the desolation that surrounded them.

landscape of despair...' Candace

an inch while his eyes looked up

what Felix and the others were focusing on was a massive pitch-black crack, cutting through

in. Then, without an ounce of hesitation, every one of them sprinted at

GO! We stop after five seconds at the decided location!' Commander Bia ordered out loud while her gaze was affixed

and the rest of the mercenaries had never visited the place and had no clue about the destination, all they could do was stick to the

for! So, run like your life depended on it!' Plix addressed his squad while teleporting from one place to

to accelerate while Syla relied on

royal guards relied on the same technique, helping them cross thousands of

a darkness cloud and accelerated at an unfathomable speed, matching up

an eye, but since they had decided

Head to the entrance swiftly!" Mognki'r, the Quarklings' leader shouted as

that utilized the laws of light, which enabled them to move at a

Gleamkin, Quarklings could exist only in an environment with light on since their

either exist or

We should have gone

gotten ahead

it's a marathon,

Some decided to sprint towards the entrance while some preferred to build a stronghold near the entrance, knowing that

best to leave as much distance

to build a stronghold,

her eyes scanning the environment for the ideal location to

reaching one of the creepy mountains, Bia raised her hand,

etched into the stone, seemed as good

deeper," Dankin suggested as he glanced at the closed-shut crack in the

goal is to leave the hundredth floor

nodded in understanding and quickly sprang into

quantum energy through their

with power as the quantum energy solidified, forming the walls and foundations of

tough colorful structure stood against the mountainous

us with a temporal ring. Bollo, create a dome of darkness around the stronghold." Commander

duties, knowing that time was out of essence. In a few moments at best, an unbreachable