Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 1867

Chapter 1867: Calculated Index (2)

Fanelei held a hand to her chest. What happened? How had Sylas done that with a simple punch? What was going on?

She was so distracted by the how that she didn't have time to consider how the hell it was so high.

If Sylas was still in the E-tier, then it wouldn't be impressive at all. But in the F-tier?

An Index of 295,050 was off the charts. It was already enough to be in the top 1% of the Weaver Guild... Not of the current F-tiers...

Of all the F-tiers of the Weaver Guild in its entire history.

How had he done that with a punch? Where were the Runes, where was...

Fanelei's eyes widened. "... It... it can't be..."

Sylas nodded to himself. 'It works about as expected...'

It was a bit difficult with all the restrictions on him right now, so the number wasn't all that good. Plus, it was the first time he had ever done something like that.

Because he was in the E-tier now, he couldn't easily access his F-tier Genes. So, he had had to absorb E-tier Genes just now to make it work. But those Genes were, obviously, heavily restrained.

The reason Fanelei was losing her mind now wasn't just because Sylas had formed those Genes with such ease, it was because she realized why the formation had registered a simple telekinesis-enhanced punch... The short of it was that it wasn't a simple telekinesis-enhanced punch...

The long of it was that Sylas had used his telekinesis not on his muscle, not on his bone... But directly on his Genes.

Controlling his body at such a granular level was unheard of. At least it was certainly unheard of in the Mortal Realm.

There were Telekinetic Martial Artists here... they were few and far between, so rare it was on the order of parts per million even if said million only counted the best of geniuses.

Considering the scope and size of the universe, this was still a decent number. But even so, the number that could do what Sylas could in the Mortal Realm...?

Zero.

No. The number was now one.

Sylas alone.

Telekinetic Martial Artists were so rare in the Mortal Realm that their ranking system had never even been properly documented here. But if those Guilds of the Demi-God World heard of Sylas... They might scramble to recruit him far more than Fanelei ever had.

Fanelei coughed, spitting as she tried to regain her composure.

She had reacted so fiercely not only because it was such a ridiculous feat of talent, but because every time Sylas did something like this, the odds of her freedom returning to her seemed to slip further and further away.

She was stuck in a vice grip when Sylas was at his weakest, and now it only seemed to be bearing down with greater strength as he began to grow.

She genuinely... couldn't see a future where she ever beat Sylas.

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