Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 747

Sylas stood before the gates of Guiz City, his gaze calm.

He could feel that several had their attention placed on him. But did it matter…?

The General of Guiz City had returned.

With a step, he crossed the threshold, directly bypassing the waiting line of people eager to make it into the city.

However, he had hardly taken this step when he could feel several powerful auras descending toward his position. In the blink of an eye, three Generals had appeared, two women and a man, all wreathed in the same crimson armor.

It was clear… that they had been waiting for this.

Maybe it wasn’t to the point that they had been waiting since the moment Sylas disappeared, but it was clear that with the sound of war drums approaching, it was inevitable that they would be more alert these days than any other.

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[General Bergouse]

[Level: 46]

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[General Broussard]

[Level: 39]

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[General Versaille]

[Level: 46]

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The anomaly among them was clear. It was a young woman with a last name that Sylas recognized quite well.

Broussard. That was the very same last name as the man who had almost gotten Cassarae’s mother incarcerated, the very same madman responsible for the current salinated state of the Amazonian Wilds and a traitor to the Human Race.

It seemed that they had infiltrated quite deeply into this city. Sylas wasn’t sure how they managed to get a General, but honestly speaking…

It didn’t matter.

That was because he was certain that the method they had used wasn’t the same as he had. If this person had directly killed a General like Sylas had, this would be news and Cassarae would have definitely mentioned it.

"General Grimblade. Please come with us—."

Sylas walked right past, ignoring them. He didn’t even bother to say a word, nor did he feel the need to.

Did it matter if they brought one General or three?

"Stop right there!" General Broussard barked out, reaching for Sylas’ shoulder to stop him.

However, the instant she did, she found herself being flipped over, the world spinning around her.

Before she could react, her armor burst into ash, spikes of danger overwhelming her. She barely managed to use her Will to protect her body from Sylas’ intention at the last moment. But that didn’t stop her armor from crumbling.

Sylas didn’t even pause.

His fist descended down from above and General Broussard’s eyes opened wide in her final moment.

BANG!

Her head splattered like a collapsed watermelon, blood and gore spilling out in all directions and painting the cobbled stone red.

The world froze.