Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 859

Sylas called out the Bone-Tailed Lizard next, and the aura of another Bronze Beast manifested. But unfortunately, the Bone-Tailed Lizard was still Level 0, unlike the rest.

However, that didn’t stop it from ruthlessly devouring the second.

’There’s a path here…’ Sylas thought to himself, nodding.

If this Dynamic Field Dungeon was going to start making dinosaurs appear everywhere, the Bone-Tailed Lizard was going to have a field day. After all… they were its Ancestors.

The Bone-Tailed Serpent aspect of its being was actually much more muted than its dinosaur lineage.

That said, Sylas obviously couldn’t lean into this lineage just because. It was just that when he first got the Bone-Tailed Lizard, something quite interesting had happened, and he had many questions about it that he hadn’t yet answered.

For example, he was fairly certain that it had tried to communicate with him in ways that none of the others outside of the Basilisk King ever had. Well, he also didn’t really count Nosphaleen in that either.

The Basilisk King was far more capable of communication than his other Summons were by a good margin.

There was something peculiar about the Bone-Tailed Lizard that Sylas wanted to observe some more, though.

Sylas waited until the two were finished with their meals. The Bone-Tailed Lizard definitely had to put in considerably more effort, but Sylas didn’t give it a sign to stop, so it gorged itself until its belly was practically popping at its seams.

Only then did Sylas take it into the Hibernation Realm.

He obviously wasn’t worried about the two being out of commission. Within a few seconds, if that, they’d already have everything fully digested.

This was the power of a Legendary Profession.

Sylas turned to Alexander. "I trust that you know what to do."

After giving the man a glance, Sylas shot off into the distance. In what felt like a blink, he had already vanished over the horizon, his body becoming nothing more than a fleeting dot.

Alexander took a breath.

He was the number one draft pick of Astrid for a reason. Even though Astrid had considered taking Sylas, it was a fact that she hadn’t.

Alexander couldn’t remember ever feeling inadequate in his life. Even while he was under Astrid’s firm control, he never truly felt like it was somewhere he would be indefinitely.

But right now… he couldn’t see a path to surpassing Sylas at all.

His head shifted to the unconscious Astrid, his gaze flickering.

… I trust that you know what to do…

They were the words of a man that had earned his confidence.

Alexander looked off into the distance. He always thought that he would be center stage when Earth needed it most. But it seemed that he was very, very far from that.

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Mortimer sat in silence, staring at a notification screen before him.

As someone who was no longer of an Overlord Race, it was very rare for the system to send him anything at all. By virtue of that, it was going to be a surprise no matter what it was.

But this… was still well out of his expectations.

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