Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 1744

Chapter 1744 Hollow Call

If one were to try and describe the feeling of one's inner organs being pulled out through one's pores, maybe it would feel like this. Every bit and essence of Sylas' being was being ripped and torn, divided into little bite-sized pieces as though someone was taking a fork and knife to his life itself.

The pain was excruciating, but oddly enough, it was little more than a faint murmur in the background, something like the probing annoyance of a fly compared to the existential dread that overlaid atop it.

His mind was far more consumed with the finality of it all than it was the pain.

Sylas could feel that that was part of the point. To be so focused on how over it all was instead of trying to find a way out of it all. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

Honestly speaking, he was quite lucky. He had never faced off against someone directly that could simply wipe his Will out like this. He had probably met plenty of people, but he had never needed to fight them. And those that he did end up fighting, his Will had always been just evolved enough that he could hold his own.

But this time, he had finally met someone that wasn't possible against.

Sylas took a breath, a billowing steam coming out of his mouth. He hadn't wanted to go so far being he was already bleeding so much of his Will so quickly. But it seemed that he didn't have a choice anymore.

Madness.

Chi.

Branches shattered apart around Sylas, his Glassvolt sparking and ripping strands he hadn't even noticed burrowing into his body apart.

"Hm?" The Glutton looked back toward Sylas, tilting his head.

He, of course, knew Madness when he sensed it. It was one of his own Comprehensions as well.

He, of course, recognized Madness when he sensed it. It was one of his own Comprehensions as well.

But Madness shouldn't be this powerful... not on an F-tier.

His eyes narrowed.

The Sloth had a similar reaction, his own gaze flickering. In a rare moment, the Sloth actually wore a serious expression.

They both shot toward Sylas at the same time without a word of communication between them. They weren't friends in the slightest, but somehow, and for whatever reason, they had come to the same conclusion at the same exact time.

[Time till Level Limit Increase: 00:00:07:11]

Sylas ripped a root out of his chest, coughing out a mouthful of blood. His ribs were exposed to the world, his heart just barely hiding behind them.

He had only fallen to a knee for maybe a few seconds, but his state... he couldn't even put it into words.

His mind swayed, the drain on his Will having increased to the point he wasn't sure he could hold on for much longer. But at the edges of his mind, he could sense that he was already being cornered.

Time slowed in his mind, but that only increased the strain on his Will further. He had too many abilities that relied on his Will-his Progenitor Flame Ability just being one of them—but not nearly the depth that he needed to sustain them all.

He endeavored to push himself up to his feet, but the action was so slow he knew he wouldn't make it before the two were already upon him. Even if they were distracted by one another, whatever clash they had would probably blow him to pieces.

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