Sylas felt a thrumming sense of excitement within him. It was an emotion that he couldn't remember ever feeling so clearly before. But in the end, he was still human.
Not long ago, he had fallen into an abyss, feeling as though nothing he did would ever be good enough. His foundation was too weak—not due to any fault of his own, but because circumstances kept slapping against him without giving him the chance to make up for any weaknesses he might have had.
It wasn't just that his parents hadn't given him as good of a foundation as others, but even if they had, because he shouldered the responsibility of Earth, he had had no choice but to suffer in silence, improving beyond Level 0 long before he was ready.
Maybe he would be able to make up for that in the future, or maybe it would be a regret he would never be able to reconcile. Considering Gralith's words on the topic, it was more likely than not that the truth would lie in the latter rather than in the optimistic hues of the former.
This was the weight that he had been carrying on his shoulders.
In order to protect those he wanted to protect, he had to Be Strong. But he simply didn't have the time, so he continuously had to overextend himself, ironically making it even harder for him to grow powerful.
But now… now there was a real chance.
To gain five million average stat points just from Rune Mastery alone—just what sort of ridiculous concept was that? Moments ago, he couldn't even wrap his head around six-digit stats, and now he was staring down the barrel of seven-figure ones.
Of course, Sylas knew of all the troubles he would face in this regard.
The reason that these few had such strong Combat Matrix Indexes wasn't just because of Talent either. If it was just Talent, Sylas' would be off the charts already.
They had lineages, Unique Genes, bloodlines, and all sorts of advantages that helped them.
Right now, Sylas' Combat Matrix Index, at his best, would probably be around 680,000 or so. This was just an estimate because he tended to absolutely crush enemies that were even remotely near him in stats thanks to his Will and crude Rune deployment.
But of that number, the vast majority was made up by what? Wasn't it a lineage handed to him by the Beast Warlord Sanctum?
This was the importance of Foundation.
Who knew what sort of special bloodlines and abilities these three had that made their Combat Matrix Index so ridiculous?
Taking a step back, if a Thryskai was suddenly given all of Sylas' comprehension talent and was able to keep all of their Unique Genes, just how much unfathomably better would their Skai Eyes make them than Sylas?
It would most definitely be a huge leap forward.
Who knew what sort of special bloodlines and abilities these three had that made their Combat Matrix Index so ridiculous?
And that led Sylas right back to square one… but this time with far more optimism.
That was because this was no longer a gap he felt was impossible to bridge.
Sure, his Unique Genes and bloodlines would be far weaker than theirs… for now.
There were probably geniuses out there—geniuses beyond this Sector—that could reach Rune Spark just like he could. And if they could, just what sort of Unique Genes and bloodlines would they have to rely on as well? freēwēbnovel.com
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