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Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 1904

๏ปฟChapter 1904: Certain [Bonus]

[Bonus thanks to Rikstingray <3]

Sylas' gaze turned toward Oron. He neither seemed surprised nor vindicated. His expression remained the same as it always did, other than the barest cold light that flickered by his emerald irises like a cloud across the full moon.

The other Emperors were shocked, but some felt a small bit of admiration stir within them. It wasn't easy for someone used to such a lofty position to lower their head like this.

If Sylas could accept this, that would be great. If he was unreasonable and desired every one of them to bow, then it was simply a case of dealing with an unreasonable person.

Since all of this trouble, in the eyes of those present, had started because of Gralith, it made sense that Oron would take this upon himself.

Sylas directly ignored Oron and spoke calmly.

"Bring me to where your Ancestors and potential God Beasts are."

The 713th Whale Emperor was taken aback once again.

How did Sylas know this?

"Let's go," Sylas said, speaking to Fanelei and stepping into the air.

Without hesitation, Fanelei followed right after, and in a few steps, they had left the protective barrier of the Monkey King Mountain.

Sylas hadn't waited for confirmation. He hadn't waited for their affirmation or their support.

His confidence practically radiated from him.

Wills crashed down from every direction, and yet Sylas didn't even falter in the air. It was like he was walking on flat ground.

By his side, Fanelei seemed ready to attack whenever the timing called for it, and yet she found herself praising Sylas inwardly once again.

With the current state of the 713th Cycle Emperors, they were using a large portion of their strength to stop their Spirits from rushing out.

In this state, even with the help of their territorial advantage, Fanelei was more than enough to protect Sylas' life.

He really had planned out everything.

Sylas' steps stopped a mere meter from the 713th Whale Emperor as though he didn't fear her at all. In fact, their difference in stature was enormous.

Sylas towered over her, his body casting a shadow over her otherwise petite frame.

It had been a very, very long time since Varia had perceived so small in the presence of anyone. Even her Ancestor didn't make her feel so insignificant.

But that gaze of Sylas', as though he could look down on the stars themselves with his feet firmly planted on the earth, ripped out every bit of Pride in her chest and stomped it to ash.

She grit her teeth. "Will you fix this if we do this?" ๐˜ง๐“‡๐‘’๐‘’๐‘คโ„ฏ๐‘๐“ƒ๐˜ฐ๐‘ฃโ„ฏ๐˜ญ.๐˜คโ„ด๐˜ฎ

"I will."

Half expecting a non-answer or no answer at all, Varia wasn't quite sure how to handle this simple, straightforward reply.

"You want to enter?"

"I do."

"... I understand."

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