Sylas shrugged his shoulder and let Lorien fall to the ground, cracking his neck to the side. He bent his knees, his quads flexing.
"What are you doing?! Don't you understand the gap between—?!"
BANG!
Sylas surged, his speed sharp and fast as he soared through the air. The aerial advantage the women thought they had vanished in an instant.
SHUU.
Yvette couldn't believe what she was seeing. Was Sylas really forcing her hand like this? All she had to do was…
The aura of an E-Grade descended onto Sylas, but it was a mistake that Yvette immediately regretted. Her control wasn't the best as her Will wasn't at a top-tier level.
Unlike with Rune control, Will didn't reset upon reaching a new level. However, what it did do was undergo a qualitative change.
An E-Grade Shaped Will was far superior to an F-Grade Shaped Will.
Even so, the change in density didn't necessarily mean a shift in real quality. Something like a tier aura had to be controlled and directed by Will, and Yvette, as powerful as she was, only had Shaped Will…
Due to this, her E-Grade aura spread out too far and impacted the few on her cloud and even those on the adjacent cloud.
The instant this happened, Sylas' reaction was far faster than hers.
BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!
Taking the opportunity when their bodies were no longer under their control, Sylas shattered their heads in unison.
A dozen beauties fell from the skies at once, leaving no one but Yvette standing on her own cloud in shock.
What just happened? Why was E-Grade aura useless against Sylas?
No… there was no way Nyssa went so far for a mere boy toy. The only families that went so far were—.
It sank in for Yvette. Sylas was top three on the Titan Leaderboard. If he wasn't worthy of such treatment, then who was?
What Yvette didn't know was that unlike the others who relied on their ancestors and elders to help them kill those above in tier and unlock the Grade Slayer Title…
Sylas had done it all on his own.
BANG!
Spear and fist met in the air.
A rippling might spread out and Sylas' arm was snapped back. He flipped through the air, landing on the wind as though it was solid ground several meters back.
He looked at his knuckles.
'My hand is broken,' he thought to himself calmly.
With the Scorned Wraps, he was unlikely to run into a weapon that could pierce his hand. But that didn't mean the residual power wouldn't harm him.
She had easily overwhelmed his Constitution even while so heavily suppressed and with her E-Grade Aura being worthless. But…
'Her Strength is about 50% more than my already +100% Constitution. Easy enough to handle.'
Sylas clenched his fist as Yvette looked down at her spear blade in wonder. Had her spear dulled at some point unknown to her? What was happening here?
Now, she was pinned to the ground while Sylas raised a hand. freёwebnoѵel.com
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