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.

faint murderous grin, 'My Prince, the Vibronxian squad is within

Malakar's response was swift and devoid of hesitation. 'Eliminate

your will, my Prince. They will not see me

an easy opponent to handle, Samalon didn't rush his

are topnotch. I only have one chance to create a disturbance before getting spotted with their vibrational network.' Samalon thought to himself as he gazed at the massive pitch-black dome of darkness around their

was currently using his chaotic manipulation to turn into a perfect tree in the forest, which made it

in its essence, held within it the infinite potential for all forms

into this vast reservoir of possibilities, Samalon could reshape the fabric of his being into a tree or any other life form as long as he could handle the

rest of the Chaosians also disguised themselves as trees, boulders,

move, one of his teammates was already kicking off the rise

his gaze on the

mastery over light and darkness, had trouble building a stronghold from scratch

for a cave carved into the

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

this happening right before his eyes since he had arrived here first and hid himself near the cave, knowing

should do the

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

and the ground liquefied, the once-solid barrier began to seep into the cave, the fluid morphing into an unstoppable tide that sought

Rumble Rumble!!

no!! We are

as the Gleamkin squad caught

at the realization that the disturbances were too powerful and if they reached them, their lives would

its gaze upon the mountain, its singular

the direness of

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

possessed in the quantum realm, he had to make

'Damn it! Damn it!'

forth from their eyes, converging on the

the all-seeing eye, with its slit already positioned over the cave, ended up more