Supremacy Games

1739 The Hundredth Floor II.

'Remember, the All-Seeing Eye is sensitive to the fairest disturbances.' Commander Bia warned with a cold tone, 'While I am sure none of you have any trouble with remaining in one posture, the same can't be said about being forced to move.'

This was the reason every squad had to build a stronghold with countless fortifications. The All-Seeing-Eye was one of the Echoing Tower's unknown mysteries.

Many attempts to breach past the hundredth floor ended up in failure in the past. That's because there were three challenges against each squad.

Avoiding the All-Seeing-Eye's gaze, the other teams' sabotaging attempts, and lastly, locating the entrance to the next floor.

In the previous floors, everyone was chummy with each other since there were no indirect methods to get rid of their competition.

In other words, any squad that made a direct assault against another without provocation would give the rest a valid motive to switch on them and get rid of them first.

But here? In this desolate and gloomy landscape? With a weapon above their heads that never missed, everyone would have thoughts to eliminate their nearest opponents.

That's exactly what the Chaosians had in mind before even stepping into the tower...

...

In the unsettling red glow cast by the massive eye in the sky, Prince Malakar and his Chaosians were spread out across the eerie landscape.

Unlike the other squads, they were hiding in the open, their eyes reflecting a sinister predatory glimmer...

Prince Malakar reached out to his followers through a telepathic link unique to their kind.

'Make your move on your targets...We have to reduce the number of those leaches by at least 50% before we enter the next floor.' He ordered coldly, not an ounce of calmness from before was seen in his eyes.

It was like he was a different person.

first with a faint murderous grin, 'My Prince, the Vibronxian

was swift and

my Prince. They will not see me

opponent to handle, Samalon didn't

their vibrational network.' Samalon thought to himself as he gazed at the massive pitch-black dome of darkness

tree in the forest, which made it impossible

infinite potential

reservoir of possibilities, Samalon could reshape the fabric of his being into a tree or any other

also disguised themselves as trees, boulders, and

was contemplating his hardest on his next move, one of his teammates was already kicking

gaze on the Gleamkin squad's

darkness, had trouble building a stronghold from scratch like

of their speed and searched for a cave carved into

with a massive boulder sealing the entrance. Meanwhile, the area around it was

arrived here first and hid himself near

should do

to transform, to betray its nature, and become a relentless, advancing flood of

into the cave, the fluid morphing into an unstoppable tide that sought to engulf everything

Rumble Rumble!!

no!! We are being

cave, panic took hold as the

turned to horror at the realization that the disturbances were too

turned its gaze upon the mountain, its

recognizing the direness of their situation,

a beam of light from his eyes at the approaching cement-like fluid, wanting to

speak psychically with his people as this wasn't a skill set everyone possessed in the quantum realm, he had to make the first move, believing

'Damn it! Damn it!'

shot forth from their

slit already positioned over the cave, ended up more attracted to the emerging