Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 650

Chapter 650: That's It? [Bonus]

The first thing Sylas felt wasn't a warp to his sight, but rather a violent pang of danger that made his chest feel as though his heart was doing backflips.

Without hesitation, he summoned the scorpion king corpse.

BANG!

A wave of pressure hit Sylas, a splattering of thick blood coating his body as he was sent flying backward. Several cracks appeared in his Scorpion Warlord Armor as though it was already prepared to collapse right before his eyes.

He tumbled along what he assumed was a hard stone ground before he flipped to his feet, digging his toes and a hand into the ground to grind himself to a halt.

Finally, he could see the situation around him.

Rather than the World of Mirrors he was expecting, there was nothing but an endless black around him. And yet, he was able to see as though there was a pointed source of life illuminating every living being present.

'What is that? A snake?'

A long, tall figure stood in the distance. It was clearly not human, but even though there was a pointed source of light on it, its body itself seemed a form of shadows.

Sylas was immediately filled with anticipation when he thought that it might be a snake. If he was so lucky, then this final Leg wouldn't be nearly as dangerous as he thought it could have been.

In front of his Beast Totem, no F-Ranked Serpentes could even put up a fight against him. The battle would be over before it began.

But there was something off about this snake.

'Another Rotten Beast... its Genes are mutated and aren't perfectly recognized as Serpentes. That's why I didn't feel its subservience immediately... that and the fact it's under the control of someone else.'

Sylas looked around, ignoring the blood that now caked his illusory armor. But he didn't find Cole, Alex, and the others.

'Did they get transported somewhere else?'

Sylas frowned. That wasn't good. They would most likely die without his support.

This Dungeon recommended 5000 Will for a reason. Without him, their odds of survival were next to nothing.

They had also been useful to him several times. The convenience of having capable allies couldn't be understated.

'Something went wrong.'

A harsh hissing sound filled the air as Sylas felt the snake lock onto him again.

[Rotten Python]

[Level: 42]

Sylas shook his head, the Beast Totem appearing.

The sudden fierce momentum of the Rotten Python plummeted.

With a step, Sylas' figure flashed and he appeared by its head. His fist shot out like a rocket. BANG!

The snake shuddered once and then collapsed to the ground, its headless corpse writhing. Whether Rotten or not... at this point, Sylas was already invincible in the face of Serpentes of the F-Grade.

'It has a Silver Gene.'