Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 713

Chapter 713: Familiar [Ko-fi Donation Bonus Chapter]

'Is it a Dungeon?' Sylas frowned.

The Basilisk King was quite intelligent, and Sylas could read its thoughts and intentions quite well, but there was something off.

When the Basilisk King mentioned the word "Dungeon", it was doing so vaguely as though that was just the best method it had to describe it, but it also knew that this wasn't exactly accurate either.

Sylas did some more thinking, and dug through the Basilisk King's memories a bit before he found the issue.

He kicked off the bottom of the volcano and soared upward until he found was he was looking for.

'There's a barrier here. But how did I pass so smoothly?'

Sylas' expression couldn't help but change. The barrier was powerful, exceedingly so. So powerful that even his own Rune Essence comprehension wouldn't be able to manipulate it like he had the Grimblade formation.

The only reason he had been able to manipulate that formation so easily was because it was simply too weak. The number of the Foundations was only 30, and it wasn't forged to a Breath Mastery level, so it was very malleable.

Formations of that scale that weren't formed to at least Breath Mastery had to rely on Aether Stone deposits to function. Because the power of the Runes was external rather than internal, it left them very susceptible to being pushed and pulled by a more direct force.

By comparison, a Rune with Breath Mastery was self-sustaining. If part of a large mesh network of Runes like they would be in a large formation, it could push against the intentions of an outsider and stop outright manipulation.

This barrier that Sylas had passed through without even noticing, was forged not only of 40 Foundation Runes, but about 40% of it was forged to Breath of Mastery levels.

This was almost enough for nearly every other Rune in the mesh to be self-sustaining, so it was likewise far more resistant to outside interference.

There was no one on Earth who should be capable of this... at the very least, Sylas doubted that there was someone on Earth capable of this that wasn't also part of a massive power. And such a massive power would have already locked this entire region down. Why set up a formation like this instead?

In that case, there seemed to only be one explanation for it all.

Sylas' palm suddenly flipped over and a badge he had all but forgotten about appeared in his palm.

This badge... he had found it on Azrael's body, the Level 15 that had almost killed him back when he tried to clear his first Demon Village all on his own.

As expected, not only did the badge not disintegrate beneath the heat, but Sylas sensed a resonance between it and the barrier.

Never did Sylas think that this badge would become so useful to him. But by the same token, became unprecedently serious.

The Sylphs should already know that Azrael was dead. It had been more than just a handful of months since that incident. How could they not prepare for this? Were they so incompetent? Or...?

'As free as the Sylphs seem on Earth, they are restricted by many things. Why did they set up such a large formation instead of just directly mining it all?'

All signs pointed toward things in the Sylphs' upper echelon being far more complicated than Sylas knew.

When he had gone to the Sylph Dungeon, Sylphs had inexplicably ended up dead. It was clear there was some internal strife going on here, and there seemed to be various parties of the Sylphs all vying for Earth.

An ore deposit as valuable as Metarock should be precisely the sort of thing outsiders would want from Earth to begin with. So what would happen if it was jointly found by Sylphs of several different factions? How would they divvy it up?

Or maybe... they would hide it away from the pitiful humans first, then decide how to divvy it up once Earth was well and finally conquered.

Sylas felt that this was at least 50% of the story... but he knew that there was likely another twist hidden within. After all, the Sylphs didn't seem to be the only Race vying for Earth with what he had learned about the Thryskai. And, compared to the Thryskai, the Sylphs themselves were just as pitiful as the Humans were.

It might very well be the case that something as valuable as Metarock... the Sylphs weren't even allowed to partake in.

Sylas' gaze flashed. _{freeωebnovēl.c૦m}

[How do I mine Metarock safely?]