Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 701

Chapter 701: Overlord Quest [Ko-fi Donation Bonus Chapter]

[You have become the Target of an Overlord Quest]

[Your Destiny hangs in the balance]

This was the only notification Sylas received. He had no idea what an Overlord Quest was or what it represented. All he knew was that the moment this notification appeared, the snail locked eyes with him and unleashed a howl that filled the skies.

Somehow, it sounded like a cross between a whale's mourn and a wolf's howl to the moon, penetrating through his Aether skin and battering against his eardrum with every intent to shatter it.

[What is an Overlord Quest?]

[An Overlord Quest is a Destiny-changing Quest. The most common application of it is giving a non-Overlord Race a chance to become one. Usually, it is applied on a small scale, allowing one such member of a non-Overlord Race to displace an existing member of an Overlord Race. On the largest scales, it allows an entire Race to be replaced.]

Sylas' pupils trembled as he understood what was happening. _{freeωebnovēl.c૦m}

The snail had been given a quest to snatch his Overlord Race status away from him.

Sylas' jaw clenched. Without the status of an Overlord Race, you would lose the favor of the system entirely.

This wasn't just about losing the ability to Level up either. Most of the functions of the system would be unavailable. If one already had a Class, you would lose much of its abilities. To make matters worse, if you lost about 50% of the capabilities of a Class, then you would lose as much as 70% of a Profession's abilities.

Even things like Mounts wouldn't work as well anymore.

How much of Sylas' Vipermancer Profession was automated by the system? Without its favor, how far would his strength plummet?

A guillotine suddenly hung over Sylas' head once again and the undulations of the snail's howl buffeted against his mind.

It was happening again. That fear was sinking in, clawing its way into the very depths of his soul.

What made it so powerful was that it wasn't trying to compete with his Will. It was preying on weaknesses and insecurities that already existed.

His fear of this region, the stain of that day, the shadows lingering in his mind...

Those were all things that he had yet to purge.

A mad cackle echoed through Sylas' ears again and his mind seemed to clear up. His Will fed on the negative energy and a pulsing feeling thrummed through his right arm right in the location the Blackened Claw was hidden in.

Sylas' gaze regained its focus and he locked eyes with the howling snail.

He didn't understand what was happening inside of his body. This odd Demonic Will that was rooting itself in him should have been a negative. He innately wanted to feel like it was a negative.

So why was it helping him?

SHU! SHU! SHU!

Arrows filled the skies and collapsed onto Sylas' position. His mind had cleared fast enough for him to dodge, but how could the Basilisk King with how large its body was?

However, at that moment, Sylas felt a swelling of strength within his chest as a flame that was half Glass and half darkness surged.

BANG!

He held out a hand and all of the arrows came to a freezing stop at the same time. Over three dozen of them stopped in their tracks as Sylas' fist clenched.

SHU! SHU! SHU!