Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 995

Chapter 995 What He Needed

Sylas squeezed down and another one died.

"Not this one either… I didn't think it would be so rare…"

He weaved through the battlefield, trying to get a feel for it. But unfortunately, unless he set hands on the person in question, it didn't seem enough for him to grasp what he needed to.

It wasn't like he was targeting people randomly either. He was choosing the strongest of them on purpose, and yet he was still failing again, and again, and then again.

'Are there just none here? No… keep trying.'

…

Sylas weaved through the battlefield like a madman. Many had long since learned to give him a wide berth, but it still wasn't enough to avoid him.

Even with a woman over his shoulders, his ability to fly was devastating. Even if they wanted to run, the battlefield was far too chaotic. They would end up running into too many others who wanted their heads to even have a chance.

At some point, they started to see Sylas like the plague. He didn't even seem to be on the leaderboard at all, he was just killing for the sake of killing as though he enjoyed it.

This filled them with a great amount of fear, and suddenly the legend of the Titan Sylas began to spread far and wide.

…

"Let me go." A young man growled. "This is my battlefield too. You think we can just let those sluts take control of everything? This is our chance as well."

The young man practically oozed arrogance, but incompetence wasn't tied to him. He just seemed… genuinely annoyed that he was being held back by his elders so much.

"We still haven't assessed the situation properly, young prince. We can't send you out. The only ones fighting so hard right now are doing so because they don't have a choice. But you do."

"I haven't honed myself in anything but perfectly curated Dungeons. How am I supposed to make it onto the Titan Leaderboard if I'm not even allowed to do this much?"

"Young prince, we are from a world in its Third Generation. We have perfectly laid out everything since our successful Summoning, and we cannot afford to lose our investments now. Controlling a bazaar so early on is a great chance, but it's also even more precisely for this reason that we cannot afford to mess things up."

The young man took a breath and finally exhaled.

He understood this principle, but he just felt suffocated. Every time he saw that name—Sylas Grimblade—pop up, he only felt more antsy.

He also wanted to be out there, he also wanted the freedom of feeling the heavy weight of a world's future on his shoulders, he also wanted the chance to push through it all and come out on top time and time again.

But he would never have that opportunity. Not with his father, grandfather, and great-grandfather still alive. And of them, only his great-grandfather truly had experienced what that felt like.

BANG!

The young prince only had time to barely feel the energy of the old man by his side flare up when a man he never thought he would see in person so soon appeared.

Pa. Pa. Pa.

Sparks of emerald lightning filled the skies as Sylas shrugged Lorien off of his shoulders again.