Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 1126

Israeal appeared, stepping out of his vessel in much the same way he had stood over Planet Hall. There was a calmness about him that had always been there, and though he gave Zoryx a glance, he didn't say much of anything else.

Deep within the Petals of the Seeing Thorn ship, Matriarch Valeria was reacting to this with a frown. Though it was hard to tell.

Compared to the voluminous woman she had been before, she seemed to have shriveled up like a prune today. Her body hunched over, her skin having grown considerably paler. She sat in an advanced wheelchair of some sort that completely swallowed up the half of her body beneath her waist in support structures that just barely managed to keep her upright.

However, aside from the fact she truly seemed to be a walking—or rather, rolling—zombie, if one paid attention to her expressions alone, adjusting for the new wrinkles, it would be hard to tell that she was taking this very hard.

In fact, her frown right now had little to do with her situation and everything to do with the new variable that had just been thrown into their plans.

For obvious reasons, the C-Grade sent to oversee her case couldn't be here. That would be overstepping the bounds of the rules by quite a substantial margin. Instead, Matriarch Valeria was overseeing things once more.

Her daughter was down there, carrying with her more talent than she had since her birth. This was their one chance to ascend, but now there was this unknown Thryskai that had suddenly appeared—and he clearly didn't fear Zoryx. It was obvious where this was going…

'No, it can't be that simple. Even if the Thryskai is young and weak enough that the system won't react foully, that doesn't mean that he can just do as he pleases.'

As though to confirm this, a beam of light came from the Trakar ship, a powerful pulse of concentrated Aether that ripped through everything and appeared before the Thryskai in an instant.

Israeal didn't seem to care, but it all also happened so fast that it was hard to tell if he really didn't—or if it was just the fact that he couldn't react to such speed in the first place.

However…

The beam swept over him, its red light slowly closing like the ties of a zip bag, vanishing into the air before blinking out of existence.

But there Israeal was, still on his vessel, still standing there, just waiting.

Patriarch Dazeth stood on the bow of the ship, protected by floor-to-ceiling glass as he looked out. His eyes couldn't help but narrow as well, his enormous frame bulging with muscles that tightened as he fell into his thoughts.

The Versus Dungeon did have an entry limit… but that entry limit was five. It was too hard to find a Dungeon that met all of their parameters and had the exact entry limit they wanted at the same time.

Technically speaking, Israeal could almost certainly enter. It was possible for the three to gang up on him to ensure that he didn't, because Dungeons had Treasure limits as well—or else it would be useless to even use them as tests of the system to begin with.

But would Zoryx participate?

Suddenly, it became a question of whether it was worth it or not to try and eliminate this boy. _{ƒгeewёbnovel.com}