Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 853

’I see…’

Sylas hardly reacted to the appearance of the ghosts. Unlike the other challenges, he didn’t seem all too eager to rush this one to a conclusion. That was because he could only think about one thing…

The zombie-men of the Grimblades.

Those heartless husks of men who walked around, simply doing everything they were ordered, without thought of pain or fear.

How could this still be a coincidence? From the very beginning, the secret of Blade Aura… no, the secret of the Grimblade had been right in front of him all along.

The ghost dove for Sylas, crashing into his forehead… only for it to scream out in pain and be shredded to pieces.

Sylas didn’t even use the Grimblade; it was entirely unnecessary. These ghosts, or more accurately, Will Projections or Will Echoes, were far too pathetic to even put a dent into his Will.

’It should be possible to… perfect…’

Sylas’ Will Ability pulsed with life and the scattered Will gathered together into a bunch, feeding into his own Will and directly onto the flickering flame of Blade Aura.

’This should be the true Grimblade. Blade Aura should be nothing more than a facade. If I had known this…’

Sylas’ intent blazed. He could feel that maybe he had underestimated the Grimblades too much.

No, that wasn’t exactly accurate. He never looked down on the Grimblades. What he had looked down on was how much their Lineage had helped him.

While he acknowledged that they were the reason for his foundational 50 point Stat Limit, he felt that it had pretty much held him back in all other aspects.

But was that the case?

It seemed here… that the Grimblade Lineage just might have helped him open up the door to true Will control.

Another ghost crashed into Sylas, only to be shattered apart. Every time it happened, Sylas calmly added more Will to his Blade Aura.

The load on his own body began to lessen considerably.

Sylas had had the ability to crush the Will of others, to poison, even to freeze, for a while. But what he had never been able to do was snatch those Wills for himself and turn them into his own Strength. _{frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓}

What he could have never expected was that the ability to do so had actually been within him the entire time.

He spared Malachi and Astrid a glance for a moment, only to find that they were only able to take small percentages of the Wills they cut down, and they certainly weren’t confident enough to allow it to crash into them like Sylas was doing.

By comparison, Sylas was able to take over 50% of the Will and distill it into his own Blade Aura. In addition, because he wasn’t using his blade to attack, he wasn’t losing any of it in combat just yet either.

Soon, the flame had become so boisterous and hot that it blazed white, only the faintest tinges of green remaining.

It no longer even looked like a short sword. Instead, it looked like a true Grimblade, an enormous great sword that looked akin to a towering soul.