Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 648

Chapter 648: Unless

[Richen Versuvius]

[Level: 38]

Sylas held the man out as though he was nothing more than a strung-up chicken, his expression calm. It would take nothing more than a change of his intent to burn this man to ash, but there was a reason other than his own distaste for these Grand Priests that had caused him to capture him like this rather than allowing him to die with the others.

"What were you trying to do here?" Sylas asked calmly.

The man's throat was being clamped down, and <King's Bind> was still very much active, so talking seemed to be impossible. However, Sylas wasn't really expecting an answer... not just yet, that is.

As expected, the man seemed to have no intention at all to speak.

Sylas' gaze flashed and a sparkling sort of murkiness appeared deep within it.

Compelling Gaze.

He activated semi-Fusion and triggered a Gene Talent of Nosphaleen's. This was far more dangerous than just triggering a Skill as it required pulling some of Nosphaleen's Genes into his body. But because semi-Fusion was so targeted, Sylas was confident in pulling it off.

He didn't need this man to be supremely loyal to him for an extended period of time. All he needed was for him to answer his questions right here and now.

And for that, Compelling Gaze was more than adequate.

Unfortunately... Sylas' Charisma was too low.

He felt the Gene Talent being rebuffed by the Great Priest and Sylas' mind was almost impacted by the rebound. Luckily, his own will was far stronger than the man's, so other than some slight discomfort in his mind, he felt nothing else.

This didn't keep Sylas down for long. Since this didn't work, he would just fuse with the Basilisk King.

He dismissed the Beast Totem and the Basilisk King was sucked into his body. Lightly landing on the ground, his skin burst with black scales lined with gold and he used semi-Fusion once more.

The process was much more difficult when the Basilisk King was already fused into his body. It felt like it was taking a great deal more of Wisdom to control everything. It was clear that there were limits to what he could do.

Maybe when his Fusion Talent increased and he could get away with fusing with more than one beast at a time, it would be easier. But for now, it seemed that that was an impossibility.

"Answer my question." Sylas spoke calmly once again. His hand was still on the Grand Priest's throat, but it had loosened considerably.

"We were only acting as our Lord instructed."

"Who is your Lord?"

"We do not dare to speak his name."

"Why?"