Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 911

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Sylas watched in silence from above.

There was something particularly violent about Cassarae’s style of combat. It didn’t seem to have any skill involved at all.

A perpetual glow of blue hung around her, billowing like evaporating sweat. Every time she swung her sword, scythes of energy would spread out.

If there was anything that was particularly impressive, it was her stamina and recovery. Often, she just needed a breath or two before she was back at it, ready to go for another several hours.

It left Sylas wondering, though… why didn’t this Class have many skills? And why did it remind him so much of something he felt tinkering around inside of him?

There was one more enormous change to his stat screen that Sylas seemed to have overlooked. But the reality was that he didn’t know what to make of it.

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[Comprehensions: … Mixed Demonic Arts (???]

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His Mixed Martial Arts Comprehension had mutated all on its own and didn’t feel nearly the same as it had in the past. But, that difference of feel reminded him of what he was seeing from Cassarae right now.

And then… he thought about her poor Luck stat and how her Class Quest had felt the need to reward her with something so valuable from the very start as though it felt that without it, she stood no chance of surviving.

Honestly speaking, without Sylas, as hard as Cassarae worked, she would have died long ago after she lost her necklace. There was no denying that.

The challenges she had faced, while constrained to the limits of her City Stele, were far too much.

It could be said that he was her Luck.

But what he really wanted to understand was why her Luck would be so poor in the first place. Unless… much like the Demons, the system really didn’t like Cassarae’s Path.

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Cassarae unleashed a roar, her foot stomping on the ground. A blue aura shattered the ground around her, a sea of crumbling rock spreading out ahead of her.

The footing of the soldiers rushing toward her was thrown off as she drew her sword across the air, a violent blue scythe ripping them all in two.

All she knew was how to hack and slice, her mind going blank as she fell into a sea of blood.

Her Will burned and churned.

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’She’s using her Will directly to fuel her stamina… how fascinating…’

Sylas had already felt the [Berserk] Skill in his arsenal before, and he could see that some of the Runes Cassarae was relying on were very similar, though different in actual function.

This wasn’t a Skill, though. Even that stomp just now was pure strength, and honestly, quite a waste of it because of how much Aether it took.

But that wasn’t entirely the point.

She was… Wild.

Wild in a way that was very similar to the free-flowing nature of the Great Apes… yet also different.

’Madness?’

Sylas’ gaze flickered.

Why did he keep finding strands of it around here. Could this be the real reason the Slithering Madness Dungeon had appeared?

What Sylas didn’t know was that he had the order in reverse… all seven Paths of Madness had once been on Earth before most chose to retreat.

Their lingering effects still remained and manifested in their own various ways.