Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 1198

Chapter 1198: Bone Lance

Sylas opened his eyes to warning flares of danger. There was no pause, no fanfare, no moment even to breathe. It was as if the world had come with every intention to burn him down to the ground.

But he had been through such a thing too many times. It was just another fire, another bit of danger, another checkbox on the list of things he had been through.

He reached out his hand—the Scorned Wraps there, so very obvious to him now, as though the little girl had spoken their heft, their binding weight into existence.

And he caught it.

Chi. Chi. Chi.

A bone lance, thick and heavy, spiraling with a menace that seemed to want to drill through his palm and into his chest.

But with a slight clamp of his fingers, its rotation ceased, and the world fell to silence.

With a sweep of his visualization, Sylas realized that both Jala and Alex were a half step behind him, both covered in cold sweat, as though they had noticed that this attack was far from normal.

Sylas, however, just looked at the lance in his hand, then up at the creature it came from.

An enormous hornet, three meters tall, with bony wings that flapped so hard even his thick, mane-like hair was being blown back in the strong gusts.

He felt that it was almost ridiculous. What kind of beast was this?

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[Horned Hornet (E+)]

[Level: 61]

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’No stats?’

Sylas was a bit confused by this. Logically, this creature shouldn’t be all that difficult for him to read.

Sure, the Grade told him enough about its power that he didn’t need to see the numbers. But the lack of stats certainly meant something.

’Legendary System?’

Sylas’s wrist flexed, and his claws extended from his fingers. With a slight punch from [Chaotic Menace], the bone lance shattered into pieces.

The Horned Hornet released a shriek that shook the odd cave system they seemed to be inside. During the sweep of his senses, Sylas had picked out the environment as well.

A cave—not smooth, not natural, but rather one that looked as though melted wax had pooled to form its walls, ceiling, and floor. Bulbous, greyish white, and everywhere, yet unlike the wax it was reminiscent of, it was hard to the touch and not very brittle at all.

Sylas got the feeling from just a sweep of his gaze that there was no easy way for him to effect the environment here, and his Rune Mastery felt suppressed as a result—until he noticed something that made him realize his deduction was very wrong.

He had experienced something like this before—a long while back when the Demons invaded Earth and he was forced to deal with the problem. In fact, that gate was still very much there, and he hadn’t forgotten about it.

But that aside, back then he had tried to use the Demonic Poison Runes, only to find that his own Rune Mastery was absolutely worthless against them all.