Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 979

Chapter 979 Absolutely Not [Top Five in Golden Tickets Bonus]

Sylas threw what remained of Ulrik's corpse into the Madness Key. He knew that there was no point in trying to use Extricate, not yet. He had experience trying to take Genes from the Sylphs, and that hadn't ended well.

Even a Race like the Sylphs could protect their Genes, let alone the Thryskai. The attempt wasn't worth the waste.

But, Sylas bet that if there was a way to place Gene Locks, then there was a way to remove them too. For now, though…

Sylas bent down and plucked out three balls of flesh. After observing them for a while, he crushed two of them and tossed them away. It seemed that at least for Ulrik, the only important eye was the third. The other two were too simple.

He would need this for his eye refinement method, which was the real reason he crushed Ulrik's skull. Otherwise, he wouldn't have even bothered to waste the energy.

Unfortunately, it was just one, and it was still just a single piece of what he needed as several resources needed to be compiled as well. But, it was a start.

Plus, unlike with the Genes… he wouldn't have to worry about unlocking it first.

It seemed that there was only one more enemy that he had to be wary of now.

The only real enemy that he had been gunning for from the very beginning.

As powerful as Ulrik's lineage was, Sylas had never cared much for him. If he hadn't pissed him off so much, Sylas would have only bothered to remember him in passing.

But at the time, the situation with Nyssa was already close to pulling him over the edge. Ulrik adding fuel to the flames was something he only had himself to blame for.

Now, though, Sylas felt much more relaxed. If he was facing off against Lorien alone, he was certain that she wouldn't stand a chance. But given the intelligence of that woman…

The odds that things would be so simple were low.

He had only just had the thought when he frowned.

His head snapped up to the skies. Reflected in his gaze, the Mesh of Reality appeared before him, dancing between the various Runes. His frown deepened.

'Something is restraining the world. It's almost whining… it's being oppressed by something…'

Flashes of insight connected the dots for Sylas.

"She's trying to take control of the world right now. I was right."

Sylas didn't move immediately.

A treasure powerful enough to do this, even if it was just a projected Quest world, wasn't something that could be taken so lightly.

If this treasure could have been used to become a Progenitor directly of any normal world, then why would she even bother to come here? However, because this was a world projected by the system, it had its flaws and it could be taken advantage of in this way.

Of course, Sylas only reached this conclusion because he assumed that everyone was here for a chance to become a Progenitor like he was. While he was right in a sense, it wasn't exactly as he assumed it to be.

Regardless, the conclusion was correct.

But what he didn't know was exactly how he should go about stopping it.

Lorien stood in a room with her City Stele, a treasure in the shape of a single white feather with sparse furs of gold dispersed throughout hanging above it. _{freeweɓnovel.cøm}