Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 1120

Matriarch Valeria was doing her best not to tremble from head to toe right now, but though her daughter couldn't feel what was happening, she could feel it all too clearly.

This was someone powerful. This was a C-Grade. This was the only sort of existence they could possibly send for something like this.

No, it wasn't that a C-Grade was necessary to deal with the likes of Matriarch Valeria, but it just went to show how great a line she had somehow crossed.

If not for the fact that this was such a Taboo, any D-Grade from a more established branch would have been able to deal with her.

But it was the sight she saw as this figure became more solid that well and truly shook her to her core.

Those black eyes, without distinction between sclera and irises. That hand, almost dry to the touch, thin and brittle as straws, yet as dark as the night itself. That pale skin—almost to the point of sickliness—and those faintly greyed and blackened veins that pulsed across her body.

Matriarch Valeria wasn't someone who could be said to be widely knowledgeable about the great scope of things throughout the universe, but she was better than most. She was the head of an information network, after all, even if it was just a branch.

There were certain things she was privy to that others wouldn't know. And she knew how to fear this woman.

The Venom Clan.

The woman solidified, and it felt like the world had suddenly come to the verge of crumbling. It wasn't that her aura was just so powerful, but instead that her presence itself was like a cancer to the Runes that formed the foundation of existence.

Her every movement, her every touch, her every slight shift was like another pulse of poison into the world—peeling away at its layers and forcing it into a state of perpetual decay.

And then she turned that gaze to Matriarch Valeria.

The Matriarch wanted to scream, her insides beginning to churn and her Will itself peeling away much like the layers of the world. Everything felt like it was slipping away.

Not too far away, Soryntha trembled from head to toe, wanting to say something, but not having the strength or fortitude to do so. Even if she somehow picked up that courage to say something, the pressure would probably kill her immediately.

"Hm?"

The Venom Clan woman turned to Soryntha, and then her head slowly tilted to the side. Veins in her forehead flickered and split to form a second pair of eyes, and then a third pair, each one just as dark as the first.

Matriarch Valeria's shuddering became more prominent when she saw this. This was no normal member of the Venom Clan. This was a true monster of the Clan.

This was more serious than she had thought—more serious by measures she couldn't even fathom.

"What is this?" she spoke in an almost gravelly voice. If not for the pitch, it would have been hard to fathom that it came from a woman at all.