Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 460

Chapter 460: Fish

Sylas immediately eliminated several things.

Using <Arctic King's Domain> would be foolish. They would just end up dying to the poison in a few seconds. The attacking spells were a decent option because the Arctic Emperor Cobra had never had great attacking ability. They would only do 100-200 Damage a piece, and so long as he controlled them well, it might be fine...

But the problem with that approach was that the Damage of the Arctic Emperor Cobra wouldn't stop there. He had even made it far too strong. The residual Ice-Poison effect would accumulate after the fact. So unless he used Rune Soul to expel the attack every time, they would eventually die to accumulated Damage as well.

Sylas hadn't thought that he would ever run into a problem where his cards were too powerful for the situation, but here he was. If he was careless, he could ruin everything.

Even if he tried to use the Arctic Emperor Cobra to bulldoze its way through everything, just its Physical stats alone were too ridiculous. He would have to ask it to hold back. But if he did that, then it would be obvious that there was a scheme or ploy at hand here. There was no way an existence like the City Lord wouldn't be able to tell a beast wasn't using their Physical to its full potential.

That was doubly so considering this City Lord definitely had experience outside the bounds of what Sylas could understand. After all, he was a Sylph.

All of these thoughts flashed through Sylas' head in an instant.

Since he had dared to do this... he had his own plans.

Suddenly, the aura of the Arctic Emperor Cobra dimmed considerably, before shooting up again, and then being repressed once more.

The wild fluctuations of the Arctic Emperor Cobra's aura caught the experts off guard. Although they didn't understand what was happening, they realized that this beast wasn't nearly as dangerous thanks to this.

It was then the Arctic Emperor Cobra let out a bellow, the confusion in its eyes disappearing as it charged forward.

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Sylas sat in perfect silence on the rooftop of a building in the distance. His eyes were closed and he was in a perfect state of focus. From time to time, his own aura would fluctuate as well and his control became more finely tuned.

At the moment, he seemed to become the Arctic Emperor Cobra. Its sentience was far beneath that of the Basilisk King. As such, it practically let him step into its body like a puppeteer.

He subconsciously used <Madness Control> before he could even realize that it likely wouldn't work... only to be shocked when it actually did.

A part of him realized that this might very well be the breakthrough in <Madness Control> that he needed. After all, he still hadn't forgotten the mission he received to create a better version of it.

Unfortunately, now wasn't the time to consider it.