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Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 1881

Chapter 1881: The Same

Bulese sensed that her heart stopped beating for several seconds. These were all just speculations; Sylas had made a pretty good counter to their speculations.

"This doesn't explain why he has a Legend by his side."

"This..." Bulese didn't know what to say. The gears in her brain were turning, but there was no obvious answer. Then something suddenly clicked for her. "I can only speculate, Ancestor, but if I'm correct then this Legend is likely one of the Weaver Guild."

Maldrith paused. The Weaver Guild was a true powerhouse organization.

The absolute strongest of the Skai Galaxy were the Thryskai, whether that was the Mortal Realm, the Demi-God Realm, or the God Realm. However, in terms of the Mortal Realm, the Weaver Guild was about as close to the peak as you could get without being the Thryskai themselves.

In fact, there probably wasn't much of a difference between the Purvon, Sona, Buri, and the Weaver or Seeing Eye Guild. As far as there was a gap, it was slight at the highest levels, in the foundation of their Races, and in the support they had in the Demi-God Realm.

For obvious reasons, while there were sometimes conflicts between the Thryskai and other Races, it was always within certain parameters.

There were limitations on how much Demi-Gods could interfere in the Mortal Realm. But if they felt their bottom line was being crossed, they could certainly sacrifice enough to force a change.

That was especially so now that they had lost a Demi-God Clan. The Thryskai probably felt more vulnerable now than ever before. They wouldn't allow their bottom line to be tested. Ever.

It could be stated that because of this, Sylas' days were very much numbered... or maybe it was the case that the attack of the Angels was very much related to this.

Who knew?

This aside, the Weaver Guild was not a joke. What Maldrith didn't understand was how the Weaver Guild could ever allow one of their own to have such close ties to the Emperor Sanctum. Was it... on purpose?

Was Sylas a double agent?

But Bulese had said he was from a Summoned World. Was that just a ploy?

There was too much Maldrith didn't understand about what was going on here.

"... We are returning to the Emperor Sanctum," he said coldly.

Maldrith took a step as though he had forgotten about the hole in his chest, his great-grandnephew and niece being dragged through the void of space with him.

**

Sylas continuously coughed and Fanelei realized that she didn't know exactly what to do. She was very good at healing herself, but healing others wasn't something she was used to. In addition, many of her methods of healing relied on eating and Gluttony.

Sylas had lost his Gluttony Madness Key, so there were many things that she couldn't do in this regard. The Key was far more than just a chain, although she had implored Sylas to understand that both it and the Scorned Wraps were exactly that.

Thinking furiously for a moment, Fanelei pressed her palms together and her Runes began to flood with life.

Even if she wasn't good at healing, she was ultimately an A-tier Rune Master. The things she could do for an E-tier bordered on godlike.

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