Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 1940

Chapter 1940: Reclaim

"SYLAS!"

Nosphaleen felt as though her heart had suddenly been ripped out from her chest. The blood drained from her face, her knees collapsing to the ground so hard it practically cratered as she caught Sylas' corpse before it landed.

A wisp of blue and silver rose out from where Sylas' head had once been, the jagged edges of bleeding flesh and just the slightest protrusion of what had once been his spine poking out in the oozing red.

Nosphaleen didn't know what to do with her hands, she simply couldn't believe what had just happened.

One moment, Sylas was on top of the world like he always was, and in the next moment he was... nothing.

From dust to dust.

An echo whispered in her ears as though the world itself was lamenting Sylas' death.

Someone like the Hydra wasn't foolish enough to just destroy Sylas' head and call it a day. He destroyed the very Will that Sylas had been so proud of. Sylas was dead before his head even fully exploded. There was nothing of him left.

"No need to cry, little Mesmeryx. After I snatch that little baby boy's body, I'll warm you up and make you forget this fool. You're a beast now, why do you pine for humans so much?"

The scoff of the Hydra echoed through the air and Nosphaleen's head snapped up. Even in her grief, she could piece enough of what happened from those words alone. And it distilled down into one thing.

This had killed him.

She was about to lunge when an overwhelming pressure crushed her. She was forced back down to her knees.

"There you go. Isn't it better when you're on your knees?"

The Hydra suddenly felt a wisp of it slip away and it focused. It was easily distracted with the current state of its Will, but it knew that without a vessel, it was too injured to just continue indefinitely like this.

The Hydra was an S-tier. Surviving with just its Will alone was as easy as breathing. But things weren't that simple.

If it could have just left the belly of the World Serpent, it would have done so long ago. It had been forced to use its body as a continuous sacrifice to protect its Will from decomposing like the rest of it. But even then, its Will had suffered continuous damage over the years.

A lucky stroke had allowed Sylas to appear and give it a chance to escape, but then it had to give up even more of itself to deal with the Greed Spirit in Sylas' brain stem.

However, it had still done that with very good reason. That Greed Spirit allowed it to snatch an aura that could mask and hide from the system in this world.

While Sylas thought he was just integrating himself and playing nice, the Hydra was actually building up its own trump cards. Without this method, it would have just been struck down by the system the moment it left Sylas' body.

But now... it could act independently.

For a momentary time, anyway.

'Let's focus on the task at hand first, then vent on the woman later. I cannot believe I've ended up in this situation, but to find a Basilisk...'

The Hydra moaned with pleasure as it thought about it. In a flash, it had emerged before Gogo's cocoon, the latter being none the wiser.

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