Felix Maxwell was destined to be a loser, born on one of the weakest races and on the least favorable of situations, he was forced to face adversity head-on as he traveled across the vast universe where dangers laid in every corner, one day traveling in hopes of riches he stumbled upon a ruin where a supreme being laid imprisoned, in a stroke of bad luck the being laid its eyes on him and tried to take over his body, forcing itself upon him. But fate hadn't given up on him! He woke up in his younger body, 20 years in the past with the fallen being trapped in his soul. In his past life he had been a loser, giving up on things mid-way and never striving for greatness, he was a side character who made the strong shine even brighter, but not on this life. He swore to himself he would strive for glory, he would take advantage of his knowledge and emerge as a supreme being! ...... Novel Discord: https://discord.gg/FTfXXYHnFT This is my Patreon, everyone is welcomed to drop by! https://www.patreon.com/MidGard_Author
Ten minutes later...
Felix was escorted to courtroom by Anastasia and Selphie.
"Selphie, you can return if you like." Anastasia said while standing in front of the courtroom's door.
"No, I am staying here." Selphie shook her head.
If she was given permission to enter with them, she wouldn't have hesitated to follow them in.
"We will be back soon." Felix patted her in the head gently before stepping inside.
The moment the gate closed shut behind him, Felix focused on humongous round table and the many white dragons on it.
They were all in their dragon forms, making them appear as intimidating as ever.
Felix ignored the rest and kept his eyes affixed on the clan head Kyrsun, feeling a crippling authoritative pressure directed at him.
'Spiritual pressure!' Felix knew instantly that he was being subjected to his spiritual pressure.