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Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 847

Sylas’ gaze was a dancing array of lights until suddenly it wasn’t.

The echo of a droplet of water reverberated, and his sight cleared to reveal a world of black and gold. The waters beneath his feet were nothing but an endless darkness, almost as though he was standing on a vat of oil.

But whenever a droplet would fall onto it, it would radiate out with gold that would highlight the region. That, and the location right beneath his feet, was radiating the same pulsing gold.

He turned to his right and saw someone a distance away. It didn’t take much for him to recognize Malachi. He had only seen the man a few times before, but Sylas’ memory had always been his strong suit.

He turned to his left and was unsurprised to see yet another person.

Astrid.

The two both had tight frowns on their brows. Obviously, they weren’t fans of these changes either.

What was especially odd to them was that they had been planning on directing their battles from their cities. They weren’t allowed to leave in the first place, so they never thought they would just be directly plucked out and deposited here like this.

With the information they had about Sylas, this made them especially apprehensive. Maybe they might have stood a chance if they’d had preparation and the cities they had spent so much of their time investing in.

What they didn’t know was that Sylas had a very different feeling about this situation than they did. And soon, his thoughts were proven quite correct.

He looked down at his hands. Maybe it was due to the sensitivity given to him by Extricate, or maybe it was his understanding of his own body through all of his training, but he could immediately feel the shifts and changes.

It didn’t take a genius to figure it out. The system had its own sick, twisted sense of humor.

It was trying to pick out the leader of the Grimblades. That meant it would be testing the Grimblade Lineage, not others. And by extension, that meant it was picking on Sylas’ greatest weakness.

His Grimblade Lineage Gene was considered Fragmented. His Blade Aura was entirely Unranked. It could be said that this sort of test was the absolute worst sort of test for him.

And yet, even now… his gaze remained deathly still.

He only gave each one of them a single glance as they seemed to slowly figure out what was going on as well before he stared forward, ready and waiting for what might come.

One after another, he felt bits and pieces of his body shut down. His Class, his Profession, his Unique Genes, his Gene Talents…

Every shift and change was a reminder of just how much of his strength was directly reliant on the system, how many of the accomplishments he had certainly wouldn’t have been accomplishments at all without it.

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A different sort of intent flashed in Sylas’ eyes when he realized this… an intent that only grew deeper when he felt what hadn’t been suppressed.

Or, rather… couldn’t be.

Another droplet fell from above. Golden ripples spread out through the darkness, layering onto one another until they fused into a mass.

CHI.

There was a strong ripple through the world, and a blade shot out. In an instant, it was at Sylas’ throat.

It slowed in Sylas’ perception.

Chapter 847: Nothing 1

Chapter 847: Nothing 2

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