Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 1952

Chapter 1952: Pawn

Sylas had no systematic method of becoming a Progenitor. Even back on Earth, a world that couldn't have been more desperate, becoming one had nearly killed Sylas several times over.

Earth had been a world the most willing to take chances. It had nothing to lose, and yet it had made Sylas bend over backwards.

One didn't even need to talk about just how much it had taken out of Sylas to become a Galaxy Progenitor, and even that had only been possible because the All-Seeing Eye had formed due to a rare treasure brought forward by a member of Legacy.

If not for the All-Seeing Eye taking shape and forcing the highest wielders of Karma in the Galaxy to pit themselves against one another, Sylas wouldn't have become a Progeny. And even then, he had to do even more after that before he was officially crowned a Progenitor.

There was one last glaring elephant in the room.

Sylas had been born on Earth. He had been born in the Milky Way. Those worlds were naturally attuned to him in the first place.

He was no Spirit Beast, he hadn't been born in the Spirit Horizon, nor on any one of their neighboring planets or Horizons.

You couldn't just become a Progenitor because you felt like it. No matter how much you did for a world, if you were never born there, it was basically impossible.

But not entirely so.

Did Sylas have any proof of that? No. He only had his own personal speculations, speculations he was hinging his entire plan on.

What he did know, though, was that the first step would always be the same.

Prove himself to the world. Force it to acknowledge him. Force everyone on it to acknowledge him.

The skies rumbled under his oath. The Ape Emperor heard it, and then he felt it. His eyes couldn't help but widen.

This didn't make any sense. Wasn't this all because of Sylas? If that was the case, why would he do something like this now? Also, didn't he want to destroy their Sanctum? Even if this wasn't him, why would he swear to defend them to the end and even get revenge on top of that?

"I would focus on me if I were you, little Ape." A laughter came from the shadows and a palm nearly passed right through the Ape Emperor's chest.

The latter just barely managed to dodge.

"SHOW YOUR FACE, COWARD!" the Ape Emperor roared in fury.

Every one of the 713th Emperors was locked in a battle exactly like this. They were still suppressing their Spirits from leaving their bodies and killing their younger generation as well, so they were barely acting at 30% capacity if that.

But this wasn't the worst part to the Ape Emperor. He could feel his target playing with him. Because they were trying to hide their identities, they weren't even using any of their main abilities. Otherwise, that palm would have definitely landed.

This was the greatest insult to the Ape Emperor. He couldn't remember the last time he had been so furious.

He roared.

"If you mean what you say, Sylas Grimblade, do it!" the Ape Emperor said.

All the frustration in his chest was billowing upward. He didn't expect that Sylas would be able to deal with two C- tiers with such ease. Even if they were only Veil Humans, a C-tier was still a C-tier.

The furious roar of the Ape Emperor shook the skies. Even the Spirit trying to rip its way free of his body billowed along with him.

The shadowy figure sneered. "He will die soon enough. I didn't expect him to be such a sentimental fool. If he's sworn not to run, this battle is already finished."

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