Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 735

Chapter 735: Monster

Sylas walked forward in silence.

Was it a foolish choice to come here today?

Maybe to others.

In reality, Sylas was a man who had always prided himself on preparation, on discipline, on refining his every action so that things would always work out perfectly for him.

The fact of the matter was that he had already prepared for the worst-case scenario. After the Trial, he had had no chance to do so because he didn't understand the depths of the Grimblades family. Even now, he was sure that they had trump cards he couldn't fathom...

But what he also knew was that they had no ability to bring them out right now. If they could have, they would have already.

The moment he saw the quality of the barrier they used to protect themselves, he understood that he had more than a slight chance today.

If Lucius thought he just came here on a whim... he was sorely mistaken.

The real reason he hadn't wanted to execute an exit plan until now were for two main reasons.

First, he didn't have an easy method of bringing his family away. And second... he didn't want to fall out with the Grimblade family just yet.

He had too many enemies around him. Even if the Grimblades weren't necessarily allies with him, one less enemy was still better than none.

However, after his interaction with Mortimer, he had a good understanding of the kind of man he was. If the opportunity presented itself... Mortimer wouldn't hesitate to take his head. Such an ally, he might as well not have at all. His hostility was much better hidden than Lucius', but it was precisely because of that that it was the most fearsome.

He had already not wanted to leave his family here. Although they hadn't said a word about their troubles during Sylas' visit, how intelligent was he?

How could he not see his sister had stayed home on a weekday instead of going to school? How could he not see that she didn't have any friends to talk to and rely upon?

How could he not see that his parents were spinning their wheels trying to make it in this new society? That they felt left behind and unable to catch up?

How could he not see the pride in his grandfather's eyes, the hope... not in the fact he had returned to the family that rejected his wife, but in that he had a grandson that was rapidly

growing?

From the beginning, his grandfather hadn't wanted to return to the Grimblades for the sake of this family and what it represented.

He wanted to return for the sake of giving his descendants a chance.

And now, he was hoping, praying that Sylas would grow faster so that he would be able to protect them all while he shouldered the weight he could.

Sylas could see through all of that, but he had buried it, suppressed it, feeling that it wasn't the right time, that there was a more perfect, more opportune moment waiting for him in the future.

But enough was enough.

BANG!

A violent, tempestuous aura surged out from Sylas, a rotating storm of snowy blades slicing the air around him apart.

Sylas raised a palm and pushed out.

Lucius' eyes opened wide as he found himself standing completely alone.

The guards around him felt as though a sledgehammer had ripped into their chests. A telekinesis with a weight of over 500 pounds slamming into them with Physical of over 2000. SHIIING!

Lucius quickly unsheathed his sword, his Will pulsing around him in a preventative defense. "You have no idea what you're doing." Lucius growled. He raised his great sword, facing off against Sylas.

Years of training pumped through his veins and made his blade far steadier than his heart. Sylas didn't reply, a Demonic Will stirring in his eyes.

Right now, there was nothing he wanted to see more than Lucius' head on a pike.

Sylas took a step, his heel flexing up from the ground as his quad seemed to double in size.

He shot forward with such Speed that the snow that once covered the tarmac was blasted into the air, becoming a part of the blades that spun around Sylas.

For the past day, Sylas had been fighting in an area that heavily suppressed his Aether. But now...

It was the direct opposite.