Sylas felt a suffocating pressure even from so far away—so much so that he didn't dare to take a single step forward. It wasn't a matter of fear; that wasn't what he was feeling right now. It wasn't that he might die if he went forward—it was that he would certainly die.
The gap between himself and death right now was the breadth of a single step. He knew that the moment he took just one more step forward, he would enter the range of something he couldn't fathom.
'D-Grade. There's a D-Grade overlooking the encampment…'
A D-Grade—someone who had crossed the Level 100 barrier.
It was said that every Grade was divided into a Tier of its own, and that much was true. But from his research, Sylas had also seen that there was something particularly special about the Level 100 barrier.
It was almost like F-Grade and E-Grade were two smaller steps prepped for the large leap that was D-Grade.
Even the weakest D-Grade in the Skai 11331 Galaxy had likely been on the Titan Leaderboard at some point or another, even if they weren't in the top three—or number one like Sylas had been.
Such individuals were already very difficult for Sylas to deal with while they were still in E-Grade, let alone now that they had reached D.
The gap wasn't something that could be crossed with Sylas' current stats or skills. And even if it could be, the difference in the quality of those stats or skills would get him killed nonetheless.
'I haven't run into a single Sylph all this way, but the moment I approach my likely target, this happens…'
Sylas took a breath and exhaled.
The good news? He had been right. There was an Overlord here.
The bad news? The reason he was so certain there was one was because this individual was a D-Grade monster.
Was it possible to reach D-Grade without being an Overlord? Sure, it was.
But it was impossible to do so in the Skai 11331 Galaxy, since the ceiling was already so low. Such an existence would only appear in the wider Sector.
'What do I do?'
He couldn't just infiltrate. If he took a step forward, the D-Grade would sense him. And even if he could mask himself, the Clypsians might not be aware that this was a prison—but the Sylphs certainly were. What kind of prison didn't have every single inmate tagged and accounted for?
He couldn't just go and blend in.
Sylas scanned the region with his eyes.
The first thought was to use Beacon. Maybe he could cause a beast wave and force some to act. The D-Grade likely wouldn't have to act personally, and then Sylas could pick off another Overlord.
But there were too many problems with that approach.
For one, this was a snowy plain. The number of Serpentes that thrived in this sort of environment were few and far between. It would likely take the ones that did exist a decently long while to gather, and Sylas was sure that the Sylphs had strong monitoring abilities across the whole planet.
If such a storm of Serpentes was gathering, they would certainly realize that something was wrong at the very first sign of trouble.
'What do I do…'
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