Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 1237

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Chapter 1237: Impossible

The Duchess was dropped to the ground as Sylas let her go, only to pick her up again by her hair.

She lunged forward in an attempt to kiss Sylas, only to find herself pulling against her own hair in the vain attempt. It wasn’t long before she was forced to her knees, her mouth forced open wide and her windpipes nearly split open by the entry.

Sylas finished just like that, his eyes cold and indifferent all the while. At the same time, he could feel something very different inside of him right now.

His body hadn’t quite caught up as quickly as he thought it would, but he knew it was coming. All he needed was more Demon meat and time.

He had just flushed his body of all its inferior Genes and cleansed the layers of his body. In order to complete the change, he would have to overturn all the cells in his body with his new foundation.

If he were a normal human, that would take almost a decade. If he relied on his healing factor right now, it would take several months. His healing factor had become even worse because he was only more perfect now. The Genes he would need to offset this were far more than he had the capacity for.

The only way for him to complete this in any sort of reasonable time frame was to eat powerful Demons.

Sylas had half a mind to use the Duchess. She was disoriented enough for him to kill her. In fact, with Compelling Gaze, he just might be able to get her to kill herself.

But he couldn’t do that just yet. The issue was her father—he obviously wanted to protect her.

Demons didn’t usually have such close familial ties, but it wasn’t impossible. That said, Sylas had a feeling that protecting the Duchess was more of a play for face than anything else for the Sanguara Clan head.

His daughter was probably one of the most valuable commodities in this Demon world, and as her father, her actions, who she ended up with, and who she slept with were all reflections of him. That was why he had tested Sylas.

If she ended up dead, it would be a slap to his face.

Sylas bet that he knew his daughter was here—he probably just didn’t guess that she would end up in, well...

He looked down, a hand full of the Duchess’ hair still in his grip. She was still completely disoriented, but she kissed at his cock as though it were his lips, trying to see if she could squeeze anything more out.

...Like this.

He wasn’t a fool. The Duchess was orders of magnitude more powerful than Ebison, so he didn’t believe that Sylas could do anything to her even if he wanted to.

Well, he was also wrong about that.

Sylas would have to make it to the Golden Battlefield first before he could consider killing her. But he couldn’t go there without first reaping all the benefits of this decision he had made. Only then would he be most confident.

It was a good thing he had a Duchess at his beck and call, then.

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The days passed by quickly, and soon on the third, it was time to head out.

During these days, Sylas had had the Duchess bring him back a substantial amount of food from high-quality Demons. With his current power, he would have had a very hard time killing any one of them, but she made it look easy.