Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 782

Chapter 782 Lorien Myst

"Let's give a very, very warm welcome to the first of our participants!" Chase's voice boomed across the arena floor. There seemed to be Runes amplifying his voice, echoing out from the three microphones he held—not that he needed them.

The announcer was nothing if not good at his job. The weight of his voice was as heavy as a mountain, almost as though it was doubled over, not much unlike his duo set of arms.

"We'll start today off with a bang! An unexpected participant, flying into the void of danger at the very last moments, raising up his weapon and—excuse me," Chase coughed. "Forgive me, I'm very used to announcing for bloody conflicts, but today is actually a meeting of intellectuals, a scrying of future pillars of the world of Runes! But my blood boils just the same and my tongue outruns my mind!

"Without further ado, I introduce you to a man you've all been wanting to meet for a very long time, a bachelor the fascination of countless young maidens, an elite risen from the obscure ashes of a world not yet known to the wider universe.

"Sylas Grimblade!"

The name was responded with by a stunned silence for a moment before there was a fierce eruption of discussion.

For a moment, Chase had been worried, but the sweeping change occurred even faster than the vibrant air of his eccentricity.

The name was one that those that could come to the city of elites certainly knew of. They had heard it before, but the mystery surrounding the name had caused the fanfare to die down a great deal.

It was hard to continuously speak about a man—especially considering all the happenings of the universe—for so long without learning any new information about him.

But to think that he would actually show up right here and now.

The majority of them had no way of knowing this until right this moment, and the moment they did learn of it, the number of outgoing calls became so numerous that several failed.

"Here he comes…" Erythra sat up slightly from her lounging position, her gaze sparkling.

Nyssa sat up somewhat as well, her curiosity getting the best of her.

The Human Race wasn't known for very much in his quadrant, but that didn't mean that they were worthless. The Human Race was quite ubiquitous across the universe, but because of that, they also had the widest range of outcomes. _{freёweɓnovel.com}

There were Humans that were shockingly powerful, but there were also a much larger number of them that were weak and insignificant.

Many were wondering just what kind of Human Sylas Grimblade was.

And then he appeared, wrapped in flashing space and sparkling light.

Dressed in what could only be called shabby given the environment, the Sylas of today looked entirely unlike the Sylas he had once been.

He could still remember the image of himself for all those years, the prim and proper professor, the man who was always dressed both neatly and well. His hair had always been well-trimmed and kept, his face was always clean-shaven, and he often had on a pair of glasses that framed his handsome features perfectly.

But right now…

He looked almost like a wild barbarian.