Moments ago
Sylas sensed the danger before it came. His Rune Spark Mastery moved with such speed that it was hardly even conscious thought.
The First Layer of his Scorpion Warlord Armor took shape, and then came the Second Layer. He didn't even bother with the Third, his mind moving fast and nimble, sharp and calculating.
When he felt that oppressive might coming from above, he almost sank to his knees. His Aether nearly slipped out of his control, his mind just barely a fraction away from losing its grip on reality.
But as powerful as the old man was, when it came to quality of oppression…
How could he compare to the All-Seeing Eye?
Sylas shrugged off all of the pressure in a single go. No, to say he shrugged it off was incorrect. It was more like he trudged through it, akin to a man possessed, the strings of his Will becoming the pulling and tugging lines that forced his body to move and his Aether to circulate.
In that moment, there was a blinding light around him as his Scorpion Warlord Armor broke through.
The Second Layer moved up from Soul Mastery to Essence Mastery.
Runes accumulated around Sylas so fast that, as mere projections, and so focused on the rampaging Old Brama, no one even noticed what was happening to Sylas…
Because no one thought that Old Brama would be foolish enough to attack Sylas in the first place…
Except, of course, for Old Brama himself.
Which was what made it all the more ridiculous what happened directly afterward.
Old Brama's hand slammed down. He was certain he hit flesh. He was certain he felt Sylas deform beneath his palm. He was sure that he had locked away every escape hatch and patch. Beneath his pressure, Sylas shouldn't even be able to move, let alone use his Will to communicate with the world.
In fact, Will was probably the first thing to go when you were suppressed by a superior being.
Yet, it didn't matter at all.
Sylas used his Scorpion Warlord Armor to sacrifice half his body to Old Brama's bloodlust-filled palm.
Then he used [Earth Escape] for the first time, pressing himself into the ground and shifting through the marbled ground.
The process was so slow and labored that he almost didn't make it out of the ground entirely. It was like he was hanging on by the faintest of strings. If he failed to come out of the Earth, he would be crushed by this marble tempered by the strongest world he had ever been on.
But in the end, he survived.
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Sylas' appearance startled many. They whipped their heads in his direction, and couldn't believe what they were seeing.
How… how was he even alive?
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