Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 1123

Israeal Kaelthar

There was a cold light in the eyes of the Kaelthar Heir as he opened the hatch of his vessel, standing high and mighty above the atmosphere of the blue planet beneath.

Israeal seemed to be the polar opposite of Zoryx, and yet they were frighteningly alike. Many might mistake Israeal for arrogant, but his thoughts weren't as such. Instead, he was just exceptionally cold.

His face was devoid of emotion, and there didn't seem to be anything capable of pulling him off his center of balance.

Alarms blared and large formations streaked across the skies as the planet beneath braced itself. It seemed to have already detected an intruder, but even in the face of this, Israeal hardly responded at all, just standing there and waiting.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

There was a flicker that came from Israeal's vessel, and the suffocating presence of the cannons of Aether was wiped out the moment they touched it.

The power of the cannons was almost certainly at the very limits of the E-Grade. But because of their scale, one-shotting D-Grades was well within their capabilities.

What no one would have ever expected was that the tiny vessel Israeal stood on, without even its main defenses activated, could block such a lethal assault.

The blue planet shook as though it was ready to gather more energy, but the end result was much the same.

Calm and indifferent, Israeal continued to stand there as the bombardment continued. He seemed to be more focused on proving a point than anything else, the continuous streams and assaults not fazing him.

In truth… Israeal's parents had told him to wait. They were meant to see how things played out first, and only take action later. But this time… he had chosen to come on his own.

Did he know that he was putting the main Clan in danger? Yes, he did know.

But seeing an opportunity to become a Demi-God before him, he couldn't allow it to slip by no matter what.

The wider world was slowly learning about what was happening, and soon everyone would want in on a piece of the action. The Thryskai were one of the most powerful races in the entire universe. Such a change to their hierarchy would bring countless into their fold.

No matter the risk, he had to do this.

So he waited patiently, clasping his hands behind his back and closing his eyes.

…

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Deray Hall stood in the throne room of his Hall family as the bombardment continued. His expression was entirely sunken, and he couldn't help but feel that this was all his fault.

He thought that he could give his family a chance to change everything, but he had just ended up bringing such strong enemies upon himself.

His son, Jala Hall, was nowhere to be seen and hadn't contacted them in several weeks now. And then there was his son's uncle, who had seemingly fallen in battle at some unknown time.

Now there was this outsider standing outside of their planet, looking down so indifferently. No amount of bombardment was changing anything either.

"Enough."

An old man walked into the throne room. His robes were as white as his head of hair, his back sloping into the support of his cane.