Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 894

Aurion Stormveil.

He was the man who appeared before Sylas after the Frostbane Dungeon concluded. Because of Sylas’ appearance, he ended up being replaced as a participant of the Dungeon by the system. But this was hardly relevant to how strong he was or wasn’t. In fact, there was no doubt that among the four leaders meant to take on the task of heading groups that day…

Aurion without a doubt stood above them all.

Phyrex Guiz.

Sylas had no real interaction with this man, but he would recognize the name regardless. This man was ranked highly on the Dustspark Dungeon rankings, taking his place firmly amongst the top 100 at 96th.

This ranking might look pitiful and even almost pathetic compared to Sylas’ own… but what could one do when Sylas had a Legendary Profession to rely upon?

To clear that Dungeon so fast, Sylas all but cheated.

Phyrex, however, relied on his own power to be ranked among the hundred best Lightning Aether users in the quadrant.

His power was something that spoke for itself, but more importantly than that was his age when he challenged the Dungeon.

Back then, he had been just 11 years old. And for some reason or another, he never chose to return.

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Ulrik Vecunish.

An oath sworn to the system itself. The fate between Sylas and this man spoke for itself, and there was simply no need to rehash it.

It seemed that the story of Sylas and Thryskai was far from finished. It was even more unlikely that Ulrik would be the last of them either. Sylas hadn’t forgotten that Aki had only borrowed Professor Broussard’s body…

That man was very much alive.

And Lorien Myst.

If Sylas had been able to see the list, as much fire in his gut as he held for Ulrik, maybe this name would have caught his attention the most.

Sylas didn’t lose often in his life. In fact, most times he did, he did so on purpose.

Before the Summoning, most in the world would claim him to be successful. Only he knew just how much he cruised through life, doing the bare minimum.

It was odd of him, especially as a man who prided himself on discipline so much. But the world had simply been too boring.

He was disciplined because it was ingrained in him from a very young age, but there had never truly been anything there to stoke flames within him. As a result, he might have worked diligently, but he had never pushed himself to the absolute limits.

Losing while doing his best… that was simply unfamiliar territory to him.

And this Lorien Myst had caused such a rare occurrence.

Whenever Sylas took such a loss, whether it was in the volcano that day or in the Rune Mastery Tower of the bazaar, it stuck with him.

He felt fury for Ulrik.