Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 1721

Chapter 1721 Silence

Sylas activated Mixed Demonic Arts instantly, his trident moving to block with its shaft. Winds shattered like glass, the impact causing the glacier beneath them to sink so much they were instantly surrounded by curtains of water as tall as dozens of meters.

The water crashed in around them, but neither of the two seemed to notice. One pair of eyes, dotted in crimson, the other surrounded by a ring of gold, clashed as their gazes met. Each one was filled with the power of their Professions, the ancestors of the Weaver and Seeing Eye Guild standing tall as though they had both picked their representatives for this fight long ago.

Sylas took a strong step back and Salivar stepped forward. The latter grinned, pulling out a bloodied blade that looked formed of ruby-like dragon scales from thin air with his free hand.

He slashed down at Sylas' throat.

Sylas' irises wiggled about and the Runes danced. The space between the blade and his neck didn't seem to have changed at all, and yet despite swinging with all of his might, Salivar found that he couldn't get closer, as though the distance had increased to infinity.

BANG.

Sylas' foot crashed into Salivar's belly, knocking the latter off balance. In the same motion, his heel slammed to the ground, his trident sweeping across space and time, growing heavier and heavier as it fell toward Salivar's head.

It looked as though both of them were frozen in time. But while Salivar couldn't break through, Sylas was using the added distance only to increase his own momentum.

And then...

BOOM.

Sylas' trident fell.

Salivar's head looked as though it had been squashed into a pancake, his skull deforming, his eyes pressing to his nose, and his nose pressing down to his mouth.

Blood was ejected from his ears, Runes of Space, of the Whale, and the sparking emerald lightning of the Scorpion pulling together. The last shattered Salivar's Will, weakening his Cryst Emperor abilities and his control over his Aether, while the former two fused into one, warping space, distorting Aether, and crafting a blow so heavy it blasted the glacier into countless pieces.

BOOM.

Salivar was sent careening into the heavy and cold waters below, but not before he managed to grab Sylas' ankle. The former's head snapped back up as though on a spring of some sort, bloody Aether shuddering and reshaping the bones that had cracked and shattered in an instant of time.

A wall of freezing slammed into Sylas, seeping into his armors. The rapid change in pressure squeezed the oxygen out from his lungs. In one moment, they went from an environment so bright even they had to squint to protect their eyes, to one so dark it was seemingly impossible to see anything at all.

The cold prickled at his skin like needles, the still rapidly changing pressure making him feel as though he could be crushed at any time.

Chi.

His Rune Armors cracked, only to rapidly reform themselves at the expense of Sylas' stamina.

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