Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 973

Chapter 973 Demonic Will

Sylas' head tilted to the side, the air cannon that was Moose's fist missing him. His hair fluttered, but he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

He knew that they were powerful now, but it certainly shouldn't be enough to make him feel threatened from the air pressure of an attack alone. Even a fighter jet taking off could at most knock a human off his feet if he was taken off guard.

Moose's power was great, but not to this extent. His stats would easily have to be ten times that to succeed. But even then, that would be assuming that Sylas' stats didn't also improve.

Moose, though, was shocked for his own reason.

It wasn't intuitive to dodge an invisible fist at all, but Sylas made it look easy. The size, the shape, the direction, even, all changed far too much.

Plus, normally, when those across from him felt his aura, their bodies would stiffen at least the slightest bit, making their reactions slower and labored. Why was Sylas so…

Relaxed?

Had he underestimated this man still?

Honestly speaking, he wanted Sylas to be the very last he handled for good reason. He was no doubt the very best of the Earthlings he had to cull to forge his Demon Empire, and this was also no doubt the best place.

Right before the Summoning, in a secluded place where all the heroes of Earth were forcefully gathered… it was the perfect plan.

But… what he hadn't ever truly considered was losing.

Until now.

"Oh…" Sylas only said this word as though he finally understood something. And that he had.

Moose had Demonic Will. And if there was anything Sylas had learned about Demonic Will, it was that its ability to exert influence on the world around them was much greater. But what Sylas hadn't considered was what its weaknesses were.

When he got Demonic Will, the strength output of his telekinesis more than doubled despite the fact his Will level remained the exact same.

But… it seemed that Demonic Will had its own weaknesses too, that being that it was wild and was difficult to shape.

Sylas had never noticed because he had Will to back up his Demonic Will. So together, his telekinesis not only had strong ability to exert influence, but he could also freely shape it and mold it to his desires. This was why, other than Aetherflow, he could freely form fingers, or palms, and grasping hands even from hundreds of meters away.

Moose, though, couldn't do this.

His "air canons" were only mistaken as such by Sylas because they were so flimsy. They couldn't even manifest at a distance; they always started from Moose's hands as well.

Were they powerful? Yes. Even more powerful than if Moose's fists landed on him personally.

But so what?

Trying to use ranged attacks that he could easily detect while not having the prerequisite speed of a ranged attack was, well… foolish.

How could the speed of a fist match up to that of an arrow?

Since Sylas could detect the pulse of Will with ease, he had basically clipped Moose's wings.

Sylas took a step forward and punched.

Moose's gaze flickered as though he was ready for something, but then…

BANG!

The fist landed solidly, right in the middle of his chest. Moose's protective barrier of Demonic Will shattered, and he took a heavy step back, almost collapsing to the ground.