Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 1830

Chapter 1830: Get Up

The reaction of the members of the Golden Race could be imagined.

Old Brama was dead to them just moments ago, only for him to come back as though nothing had happened.

Funny enough, if Old Brama hadn't been dead, this wouldn't have been possible. Whatever he had done caused his Will to revert back to a much lower level, and that was what allowed the D-tier Battlefield to be enough to revive him.

But even then, Sylas immediately noticed that Old Brama was just an F-tier now. Not only was he just an F-tier, but if Sylas had had to get the acknowledgment of the C-tier Golden Battlefield first, whatever Will he had had would have long dissipated before Sylas could manage it.

Conquering the Secret Realm of the Golden Race required more than Sylas just showing up. He had to actually understand the D-Grade Runes presented to him. If not for the fact he was an E-Grade Spark Master, that would havebeen impossible.

Even now, his comprehension of D-Grade Runes was pitiful and not even at Breath Mastery just yet. He was only able to rely on his foundational understanding and his experience conquering the E-Grade Golden Battlefield to do it, not to mention cheating a bit with the Legendary Luck Gene.

Because he used the Legendary Luck Gene, he was able to bring the F-tier Golden Battlefield up and trick the D- tier Golden Battlefield into thinking his mastery of the F-tier one translated to his mastery of it.

This ultimately resulted in Sylas clearing the Secret Realm and receiving yet another Dao Seed...

One that he immediately used to complete the transition of the Battlefield into his Hibernation Realm.

That was all to say that Old Brama was... quite lucky. Sylas hadn't expected to be saving him now. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

Old Brama coughed, his legs wobbling like a deer's as he tried to stand but kept slipping. He was lost and confused, and still in his Unitaur form.

It should have been the form he was most comfortable in, but instead it made him feel like he was a stranger in his own body.

'I guess this is another side effect. But there is nothing wrong with this body from what I can see. The real problem is that he reverted back to an F-tier.'

But what Sylas could also tell was that Old Brama was no normal F-tier.

'He's not quite as perfect as the Golden Races once were, but I suspect that's because only three of the battlefields came together. If I managed to gather the C-, B-, A-, and S-tier Golden Battlefields and used it on Old Brama, he would be as perfect as the Ancestor Unitaurs were.'

Despite all of this, the power Old Brama was radiating even as a Level O was shocking.

He was very nearly a Demi-God, and that was just the three weakest battlefields.

Just how powerful were the members of the Golden Race in their prime?

"I'm... alive?"

Old Brama took a very long time before he realized what was going on. In fact, he seemed to struggle even using his mouth to speak properly.

It was only then he noticed Sylas standing over him.

"You saved me?"

"I tested something out," Sylas said.

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