Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 1837

Chapter 1837: Listen Well

All across Earth, every Emperor, every country leader, every President, every King, every head of state, looked up into the skies all at once.

They were all waiting for the other foot to drop, watching the timer that read just under six days like a hawk. They had been scrambling to prepare all along, clearing as many Dungeons as they could, shoring up on treasures and countermeasures against attacks they knew had to be coming.

And yes, many of them had been so very ready for something to go wrong, even though they hoped with every fiber of their being that it wouldn't happen.

When they felt the world itself tremble, they knew that they wouldn't get their wishes.

The wider universe wasn't going to wait for them to rise up. They had no patience to give, no calm to grant.

The skies split all across the world. As though a golden road had been paved from the Heavens themselves, light coalesced into beams that formed into solid earth that curled and twisted from a long distance.

Before anyone saw who they were, they felt the trembles first, and then they heard the footsteps.

They were so light, so full of air and authority. And yet they resonated in the ears of every creature of Earth, from the largest King Beast to the smallest ant, from the most powerful Emperor to the weakest baby.

It was an almost silent welcome, so soft and subtle it shouldn't have been so omnipresent at all. And yet it was... almost like the Earth's foundation was giving way to echo the sentiments of their arrival.

And then the citizens of Earth finally saw them.

First the bronzed armor, and then the winged spears, and then the halos.

Every step became louder, and yet remained unified. So stringent and focused, so calm and orderly. They carried a cadence that defied chaos itself.

Energy flowed in reverse. From expendable, unusable forms, they returned to calm. Coal unfired itself, batteries returned to a state of fullness, magic formations long dead bloomed with life once more.

The feeling was so overwhelming the people of Earth hardly noticed just how few of them there were. Just a dozen to each continent, a squadron so small they could hardly be addressed a legion.

All that could be seen of their faces were jaws lined with bronzed skin and eyes that looked like glowing orbs of burning brass.

It was hard to tell if they were even alive, their Will so solid it seemed to form the world around them itself, their expressions so unreadable they looked like statues of bronzed metal.

And then one more path opened up. This one wasn't of gold and hardly seemed to form at all. But the person who came from the other side of it was even more casual than before.

One could see him with the naked eye, but it was impossible to truly feel him as though he had transcended the world itself.

He walked with a large sword taller than even his body in one hand. Its hilt was longer than his arm, its width wider than his waist. Its spine was completely cut out, leaving nothing but a thin band of blade edge around it that formed the great sword.

High in the skies, his steps came to a slow stop, the wind currents around him shattering as though he had been walking with much more speed than it had seemed before. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

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