Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 1128

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Sylas appeared on the moon looking like quite a mess. His pants were torn, his upper body was bare, and unlike the other geniuses that had come here with all the treasures and support in the world, he looked entirely alone. Even his strongest assets, the Madness Key and the Scorned Wraps, didn't seem to be much at all.

The former couldn't even be seen by outsiders or those he didn't have the Will to "let in," while the Scorned Wraps looked like they had seen better days. Beaten, battered, and covered in caked blood that never seemed to go away, they didn't look like treasures at all.

But honestly speaking… Sylas truly didn't feel like he needed any of that. His appearance alone was enough to turn heads, because his existence alone was enough.

Whether it was Zoryx, Thalrik, or Soryntha, they all seemed to sense him at the same time. Although this was the first time they had personally seen Sylas in the flesh, they knew who he was instantly. There probably wasn't a single person in the upper society of the Skai 11331 Galaxy who hadn't seen this face before.

Sylas Grimblade.

Soryntha's heart shook the most violently, because she was the only one among them who truly understood what it must mean for Sylas to be here… especially since he was standing right in front of her.

Without a care for Zoryx and Thalrik, Sylas had chosen her path to block of them all.

Standing there in silence, he made no attempt to block the Thryskai or the Trakar. They would be dealt with later. But right now, Soryntha was his target.

Without a choice, Soryntha had to stop running, her wariness playing out in her expression in ways she couldn't quite control. This wasn't a fear of Sylas' strength, per se.

If she was correct, everything had played out exactly how Sylas wanted. She couldn't grasp the details of it all, but somehow, she felt that the only reason things were going this way was because this was exactly how Sylas wanted them to go.

And there was something about that thought that was particularly frightening—so frightening that she felt a sickness in her gut as she almost threw up.

How could a little human possibly play her Petals of the Seeing Thorn and her Valeria Clan so easily, as though they were nothing but pieces in his palm?

"Wifey! Do you want some help, maybe? The price is pretty cheap—just give me your True Chosen mark!" Thalrik yelled from a distance, a laughing tone in his voice.

He didn't seem to care very much about Sylas' appearance either, though he was curious about how it had happened.

What no one here knew was that Sylas had entered the Silver Grade Battlefield along with the others. The details of that event had still yet to be borne out.

In the eyes of many, that event was meant to continue for years, if not decades. No one was even ready for it to be finished yet, and most thought that it was still playing out even now. _{ƒгeewёbnovel.com}

Those who had lost their geniuses inside thought that they had just been unlucky… they could have never guessed that this event, which should have lasted years, had been ended by Sylas in not even three days.

If they had known… they would have long assumed that Sylas was a Progenitor. And if they had known this, maybe the way they treated this situation would be very different.