Sylas felt like all the bones in his body were about to shatter, a dense friction burning at layers of his Aether skin and real skin beneath, trying to turn him into a falling ball of flame.
But the intent in his eyes didn't shift or fail for even a moment.
In the instant he had shortened the distance to just 10 meters, his intent pulled on his Madness Key and a stone attached with a chain appeared beneath Jake.
The boy slammed into the stone just as Sylas violently pulled the chain back with a palm.
Jake was sent rebounding upward and into Sylas' arms. Sylas caught him beneath his armpit, releasing a haggard breath that exuded the air of his fatigue.
Unfortunately, he didn't have the time to relax. He might have had Jake now, but he was also still plummeting fast.
However, this time, a second stone and chain appeared in his hand, but this time from above him.
He suppressed his intent to use it as a weapon, suffocating the Will of the Scorned Wraps and erupting with all the torque he could muster from his torso up to his hand.
Then, he hurled the stone beneath him with all the might he could muster.
This time, he would rely on Newton. If every force had an equal and opposite reaction, he would have to bet his life on it.
The stone was sent hurtling downward and Sylas found his downward momentum come to a near stop.
He didn't allow himself to lose the momentum. He kicked at the air, leaping across platforms of ice again and again.
His Aether was running dry and his Will had already slammed into a hard wall, making it more and more difficult to summon skills and execute them, but he pushed, minimizing his usage to the greatest extent until he was once again within 200 meters of the platforms above.
Normally, this sort of distance was easy for him to see through, but with the blaring bass in his ears and the lines of red coloring the skies, it was hard to see much of anything. He could barely make out the outline of people, but it was hard to understand the exact situation.
However, that was exactly the sort of thing that he needed to take advantage of. If they could see him coming, Lauren and her group would almost certainly attack him. But like this, he could even potentially take advantage...
If he didn't run out of Aether first, that is.
Whatever these red lines were, he found it difficult even to use his visualization in this region, let alone the others.
Sylas' head suddenly snapped backward as he felt a great amount of danger coming. He reacted on instinct, punching out with all his might.
A red ball erupted against him, but rather than causing physical damage, it seemed to seep into his psyche, trying to corrupt his mind.
Sylas' mind shook and the corruption of the red ball shattered apart. He was going to expel it from his body entirely when the Greed Seed pulsed and swallowed it up.
A great amount of energy poured into Sylas' body and he felt refreshed. However, by the same token, he felt like the Greed Seed had grown a great deal more powerful, even more so than when it had absorbed those Sylphs.
Another ball hurtled over, and then another. freёwebnovel.com
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