Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 1751

Chapter 1751 The Very Best [Bonus]

Sylas stood in silence as the 001 Sanctum shook. All of its moons reacted as though a tsunami of Aether was sweeping by, shaking to the point it felt like they might very well fall out of the skies.

He had long stopped roaring. His job was done.

The gateway between himself and the Emperor Sanctum was formed. And now, all of the Karma that had built up within him was sweeping toward them in a violent tidal wave.

If one were to compare the Emperor Sanctum to the Weaver Guild, there was obviously an enormous gap. As such, one wouldn't be surprised that the distance the Emperor Sanctum had to go in order to reach Demi-Godhood was farther.

That said, the Spirit Beasts were still an A-tier Race. They had subordinates with B-tier powerhouses in them, enough that their gathering had a competition between B-tiers. For any power to be able to force B-tiers to fight amongst themselves, it wasn't a surprise to anyone that they would have several A-tiers in their ranks.

No, to say several was to underestimate them quite a bit. Though, that went to show just the sheer amount of power that organizations like the Weaver Guild and Seeing Eye Guild had at their disposal.

As Sylas knew quite well and quite intimately, the A-tier was the threshold for Demi-Godhood, and there were two ways to breach that ceiling.

The first was to form a Race so powerful it naturally gained the acknowledgment of the universe.

This was something that Sylas had already done. It was just that he had given up the right to progress because he comprehended how foolish it would have been for him to accept it.

It would have put a beacon over his family's head, and that was, quite frankly, the last thing they needed.

As much progress as he and Cassarae had made, he wasn't yet powerful enough, and Cassarae was even further from him.

Although he knew that he could drag others along with him, it would take time and effort, and not everyone was as quick on the uptake as he was.

If he wanted to truly birth the Earth he was looking for, he needed time... time that he was, apparently, particularly quickly running out of.

But there was a second way.

Accumulation.

The universe was far more interested in pushing what was new and shiny. New meant innovation; it meant something it likely hadn't seen before, so it pushed it.

To say that Sylas had been given a green light to become a Demi-God didn't necessarily mean that his new Grimblade Race was more powerful than all the other A-tier Races now active-though it certainly had an argument in the F-tier alone.

What it actually meant was that the others had taken too long to reach that ceiling and had lost the system's interest.

There was also no denying that Sylas' feat was far more impressive compared to the other Races that took generations to reach this level of accumulation.

That said, these Clans weren't entirely abandoned, because they could still accumulate through Karma.

The difference between the Emperor Sanctum's Spirit Beasts and the Seven Races of the Weaver Guild was large, but luckily for the Emperor Sanctum... Sylas had bet the Karma of the Weaver Guild on one black tile and come out on top.

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