Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 968

Chapter 968 Glassvolt's Path

[Wave Ten - Infernal Grove]

[Final Wave]

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'Infernal Grove…'

Again, there was something about the name that spoke to Sylas, but for very different reasons. This time, he didn't feel like he had some great advantage to take care of, but rather that this peculiar Mancer Path…

Others who didn't speak a language like Ancient Ithkuil might not understand what they were seeing, but Sylas himself sensed it immediately.

The image of an ancient tree burning in the fires of hell popped into his mind.

It was a fascinating dichotomy, two halves of Aether Mancy that should have been completely separate from one another. Wood should have been suppressed by fire, and fire should suffocate wood. But they came together in a balance.

'Fire… Wood… Poison…'

It was like a reflection of his Glassvolt Mancer Path, but taken in a completely new and different direction.

'Fascinating. The wood is like its own representation of the earth element, the fire being its ice, and the poison forcing them together… the poison makes the wood act more like metal, and the fire stimulates it all…'

Usually, wood could only bloom so much after being burnt to complete ash. It could grow because of the influence of fire, but not in the presence of fire.

Somehow, this Mancy Path allowed the wood to tap into the rejuvenation aspects of a forest burnt to ash while the fires were still blazing, giving it a great deal of sturdiness and vitality.

It made the wood endless, relentless, almost like the undying flame that burned through it.

Sylas grasped all of this just from the title of the Final Wave alone, and it made him wonder… if the system were to title his Glassvolt Aether Path into a Wave like this one… what name would it choose? What secrets would it unfurl before him?

Lost in his thoughts, Sylas hardly seemed to react as one treant with crowns of black-red fire dancing in the crowns of their canopies appeared after another.

Their stats dwarfed 25,000 or so, but this was hardly the worst part of them. Sylas could tell even without looking that killing them wasn't so simple. From the title of their Wave alone, he knew they were probably worse than undead.

And yet… he was still lost in thought.

'Just what would they title it… what does it represent…'

And then Sylas' heart shook.

'Throne of Glassvolt Heir…'

Radiant sparks of lightning triggered in Sylas' eyes. The bolts of silvery blue suddenly became emerald arcs instead.

'I understand…'

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[Glassvolt (Common)] (Progenitor)

[The war of earth and sky has been fought for countless millennia. Those that worship the avatars of both are endless, each one leading crusades in their name. But in a distant past, the earth and skies were never such rivals… but rather existed in a resonant hum of comradery and balance]

[+1250% Intelligence]

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