Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 663

Sylas let the world fade around him. All he could feel was the energies of the Glass Pinecone.

His senses peeled it apart layer by layer, but he knew that what he was trying to do was quite foolhardy. He should have just taken what the Glass Pinecone wanted to give him, but his stubbornness had won out in the end.

The reason the Glass Pinecone felt like it was buried in layers of his body that were far too deep to reach was because it was likely in a layer deeper than Blood Essence.

If Sylas was correct, then it was precisely the layer Gralith had spoken about before, the Will Manifestation layer of the body. That was a full four layers deeper than Blood Essence, which was all he could currently control.

He had to rely on a sudden enlightenment to grasp Sparking Will the first time. Now, he was trying to actively make the changes himself all while communicating with a layer of his body that he had no intimate familiarity with.

At the same time, his body was practically falling apart. Because he didn’t want to take any risks, he ended up using the Beast Totem, not knowing that there was a Comprehension Limit to worry about as well.

Now, the overwhelming stats of the Basilisk King were practically shredding him apart from the inside out. His inner organs had grown two sizes too large and were splintering at the seams, his tendons were moments from ripping themselves clean from his bones, and the bones themselves were hardly holding up beneath all the pressure his tendons and muscles were putting on them.

And yet…

There was a look of deathly focus on Sylas’ face, as though even facing off against a bullet wouldn’t change his expression in the slightest.

Then… images he had thought of far too many times came to mind.

That day in the volcano flashed in his memories again, almost destroying his focus. However, when Sylas rebuilt his concentration, it came back even stronger.

He could still feel the humiliation of that day so clearly that it was indelibly seared into his mind.

Once again, he found himself standing alone, with no one else to witness his failure or success, and yet this was anchoring him down like a mass of infinite breadth.

No matter what Sylas did, he felt like he had failed his expectations of himself that day. And every time he faced a battle of Will, this memory would undoubtedly come up like a stain he couldn’t get rid of.

His jaw set, his eyes burning with a furious light.

Never again.

Never again.

Never again.

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[Glass Pinecone (Gold) (Aether Treasure)]

[The Seed of Hope birthed from the Tears of Earth’s Ancestors. Once a beacon of humanity, it has become the symbol of endless strife and terror. The world sits upon a Throne of Glass.]

[Combine with compatible Aether Treasure to unveil something truly special]

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’The Seed of Hope… Tears of Earth’s Ancestors… Beacon of Humanity… Symbol of endless strife and terror… Throne of Glass…’

The last words shook Sylas to his core.

Sylas didn’t see the world. He gazed upon a fragile structure. Powers of all kinds scratched, fought, and clawed for it, not realizing that whoever won the war would simply find themselves sitting upon a Throne that just might collapse at any moment. _{fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓}