Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 1000

Chapter 1000 Felt Good

BOOM!

Sylas landed on the ground with a violent uprush. The earth rolled, but he had already shot ahead.

His Scorpion Warlord Armor snapped into place on his body, oozing out with a blackened violet fog.

His Will bloomed, one Rune after another manifesting beneath the call of his Spark Mastery.

All of Sylas' Physical stats gained a +10,000 the instant the first layer took shape, the ground reacting with crackling splinters.

There seemed to be a very real, very tangible manifestation to his Will. The flicker in his eyes followed along with it, and all of a sudden, it felt as though most on the battlefield couldn't even move.

BANG!

Sylas only paused for a single instant of time before he closed the distance in on Lady Mov. His claw swiped out, [Primate Swipe] activating as he faced off against the club.

Surging, violent, powerful. He embodied every bit of those words. He might have been far smaller, but his momentum was even more deadly.

Semi-Fusion.

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[Voice of a King (FFF+) (Gene Skill)]

[No Law can bind the King. Limits? The Basilisk King has none. It shatters them with its Will alone.]

[When facing an enemy of weaker Will, you suppress them. Over the course of the battle, depending on the disparity, your stats increase.]

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BANG!

It was as though a ring of pressure fell onto the surroundings. The disciples of Petals of the Seeing Thorn, and even the Thryskai and others they fought, couldn't withstand the sheer menace of Sylas' Charisma at all.

It was like they were kneeling before a roaring scorpion, a mighty overlord descending from above to crush them like the ants they were.

The only one who seemed capable of remaining on her feet was Lady Mov, but it was at the cost of her own attack slowing.

No, it wasn't just that her attack was slowing, but that Sylas was accelerating once again, his Speed having reached a new tier.

A club swung toward a claw, a ring of kneeling former soldiers around them all. Time seemed to slow in Sylas' perception and then solidified.

BOOM!

Sylas' hand snapped back so hard it nearly ripped out from its socket.

Harsh and sudden, all the momentum he seemed to have built up crumbled in an instant.

Until it suddenly didn't.

The shingles on Sylas' right hand shattered to pieces as his left hand swung forward. Before his left claw even completed its follow-up, his Rune Spark Mastery had already displayed its might, reforming the right-handed shingles of his Scorpion Warlord Armor.

Lady Mov was used to being wild and unwieldy. When she faced an enemy, even those who were relatively near her in strength, a single swing was enough to make them pause.