Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 957

A feeling of euphoria overcame Sylas, but it was almost like he could feel that there was more to gain, more potential to unearth.

But then he felt the pain.

A ripping, tearing feeling came from his throat, or rather their throats. At the same time, Sylas’s body itself was ravaged by the sound waves.

While it was safest to keep his body within Gogo’s mouth, what he didn’t expect was for the call to be so… violent.

Technically speaking, the amplification should have happened after the sound waves passed through the Rune itself. But what he hadn’t accounted for was something triggering within Gogo’s body.

There was a snap and one of Gogo’s Locked Genes was undone, a great wave of power radiating out.

Sylas had been so busy that he hardly looked at Gogo’s stats after the completion of the Gold Leg of his Quest. But once again, he could feel a great evolution, one maybe even more shocking than after he completed the Gold Leg alone…

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[Basilisk King (Gold)]

[Level: 30]

[Physical: 29.999]

[Strength: 29.999]

[Constitution: 29.999]

[Dexterity: 29.999]

[Speed: 29.999]

[Mental: 28.663]

[Intelligence: 29.999]

[Wisdom: 25.991]

[Charisma: 29.999]

[Will: 31.113]

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Sylas checked the stats, doing the math in his own head to remove any additions from his own that might have been triggered from Total Merge.

The result was shocking.

These stats… Sylas’ own were capped at 19,999 back on Earth. If not for this Quest, didn’t that mean that Gogo’s stats would be nearing 30,000? And somehow, Sylas felt that he was still letting Gogo down.

’Does this mean that if I decipher more of Gogo’s name…’

Sylas had inadvertently stumbled into another path for Gogo’s progress. But shockingly enough, his Insight Path Talent hadn’t shown him this path.

’Vipermancy can’t see through Gogo’s Lineage…’

This was the only logical conclusion. The complexities of Gogo’s name were even beyond his own understanding.

Given his talent, distilling Gogo’s name into a Rune based on Ancient Ithkuil should have been a matter of a breath. But not only did it take him two hours, but it also wasn’t even remotely complete.

How much more of Gogo’s Genes would he be able to unlock if—

Sylas stiffened.

…

There was a flash, an endless sea of memories and knowledge streaming in.

He was soaring through the skies, commanding the clouds. Reaching out with a claw, he stepped onto the puffy whiteness as though it was a stairway to heaven itself, his wings opening wide.

Blotting out the sun, he felt like he could command the sea and the waves. The way the air passed through the crown of bone on his head only made him feel more superior. _{fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm}

All things in this world were his, and his alone.