Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 858

Sylas’ gaze sharpened.

After the initial shock faded away, he dropped Astrid from his shoulder, his intent blazing.

This…

Was an opportunity.

Without the slightest hesitation, he stomped a foot. The section of the wall he stood upon shook and quaked, the ground beneath responding as though a fourth T-Rex had appeared before their eyes.

However, the group barely had time to register the shocking change before he shot out like a speeding bullet, his body tearing through the air.

BOOM!

Sylas’ body collided into the chest of a rolling T-Rex.

They were completely disproportional in size, and yet all the forward momentum of the T-Rex came to a stop, its short arms unable to do anything to stop Sylas.

Sylas, however, felt as though he had run into a brick wall.

His current Constitution was shocking. Even without any Aether, it was just two points shy of 7000. Yet this creature made him feel small and insignificant.

And yet his blood boiled.

Sylas retreated through the air, a tail swinging for his head.

He dipped beneath it with a pull of his telekinesis, landing on the ground and then accelerating forward.

To his surprise, the T-Rex actually kicked out at him, dirt and stone flying as it cut out deep trenches with its claws.

Crossing his arms before his body, Sylas braced for impact, his gaze flashing as his Scorpion Warlord Armor took shape in an instant.

In that moment, his Constitution shot up by another +3000, his Scorned Wraps making his defenses almost 13,000.

He dug his feet into the ground, his body meeting the blow head-on.

BANG!

Sylas’ gaze flashed, the foot that dwarfed him in size stomped dead in its tracks. His arms opened up, his eyes blazing with life as he grasped a toe. His torso flexed, his hips torquing. Bulging veins pulsed through his arms, and his momentum came out in a single mighty roar.

He stomped a foot so hard his knee almost vanished into the soil, and yet he didn’t lose his balance.

For a moment, it really did feel as though a fourth T-Rex had appeared. Because not a single sound could be heard over Sylas’ voice.

The enormous creature tipped up into the skies, the world spinning around its vision.

In its last moments, its small mind just barely registered the fact that something was wrong.

And then it was dead.

Flames combusted from the inside of its body, starting from the depths of its very soul.

Before it even crashed to the ground, it was a small mountain of raging fires. And by the time it hit the ground, it had become nothing more than plumes of ash billowing into the skies.

Sylas burst out from the soil, soot, ash, and greys billowing around him as he spiraled toward the clouds.

One would have thought that he would bask in the victory, that he would take a moment to breathe, to understand that he had just done something in a few seconds that almost no one on Earth was even remotely capable of.