Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 1272

Chapter 1272: Chi.

Sylas only took a step forward, but the distance he crossed was leagues beyond that. With Old Brama’s speed, he had already taken Sylas over a kilometer away from the scene, and that was after backtracking due to Sylas’ opposition.

But whatever distance there had been, Sylas closed it with nothing more than a step, the space around him seemingly shrinking on command.

Runes began to flicker to life around him, rotating with an emerald hue that imbued them with his Will, stamping them into existence.

"Step out," Sylas said calmly.

Speride was still amongst the others, not having stepped out yet. But when he saw Sylas suddenly appear, he froze for a moment. When he heard the words, his pride seemed to flare up.

With a flicker, a flexible, thin sword appeared in his palm.

BANG!

He shot forward, his speed blinding. It was a simple, straightforward attack. But it was also the sort that was almost impossible to find a flaw in. Perfect in its simplicity, almost regal in its sharpness.

There was a royal, but delicate air to it—an attack that was infused with Speride’s own unique Will.

This was the first time Sylas was fighting someone who could stand amongst the wider Sector. Although a certain Thryskai young genius had come to the Milky Way, he had been suppressed as an outsider.

Speride, though... was not. He boldly displayed his strength, displaying unique strengths and techniques.

As simple as the strike looked, Sylas could feel the shifts and changes, the years of training, the millennia of ancestry that went into refining those training methods, and the blood and sweat that had forged it all.

Sylas had always known that he wasn’t using his Will optimally. But a single strike from Speride made it all the more obvious.

Unfortunately...

Chi.

All of Speride’s momentum seemed to be instantly eaten up. His sword stopped a single inch from Sylas’ nose as though it had burnt out.

Speride blinked in surprise, not understanding what was happening at all. And then the realization hit him, his eyes opening wide.

"You—!"

Chi. Chi. Chi.

Danger hit Speride’s senses like a swinging sledgehammer. He hurried to accelerate backward, dipping to one side, and then another. His hooves tapped along the ground in an elegant cadence that left rippling Aether on the ground as though disturbing the surface of a calm lake.

He drew his blade in a circle, his hairs standing on end all the while. He realized in that instant that Sylas was a Space Rune Master. Those existences were not only rare, but also incredibly difficult to deal with.

What made Sylas even more extraordinary was that he... he was casting far too fast.

One spatial blade after another took shape, almost invisible in the way they formed. Sylas wasn’t just creating them, he was forming them from blind spots, using Speride’s own Aether as cover, and often even just using the rays of the sun to hide them in plain sight.

Speride suddenly came to a stop. The region had already been cleared out. Between the battle between the C-tiers high above and that surging might coming from Sylas and Speride, no one wanted to be close anymore. freēwebnovel.com

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