Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 1964

Chapter 1964: King Armor [Bonus]

[Fuck you Eeshoo]

77%.

BANG.

83%.

BANG.

94%.

BANG.

99%.

BANG.

99.7%.

BANG.

Sylas' eyes flashed, slitting and then dilating. A range of colors flashed back one after another, his canines lengthening as his sideburns became more wild. It was like his body itself was reacting to the fierce Will changes, forcefully trying to corral so many Wills and powers into a single cohesive stream until it all flourished into a roar that left his own lips.

Space shattered, mountains quaked and crumbled. Then, one after another, the 713th big cat Emperors located their Spirits being shredded to pieces.

They coughed up mouthfuls of blood only to be sent flying in their own battles. The fact that none of them outright died seemed to be a mystery in itself. Or, maybe... it was the result of a subtle stream of power that zipped around with untold levels of speed.

100%

Violet lightning flashed, the world peeling back and overturning as Sylas shredded it all to pieces.

100% simply wasn't good enough.

He stripped the Lion King Armor down to the E-tier, and then the F-tier beyond that.

His pupils continued to dart around but he could feel the pushback.

Regardless of what Sylas believed, the Lion truly did represent Pride. It was a different sort of Pride than what he liked, but it was Pride nonetheless. The more he tried to restrain it, the more it fought back. In fact, the only one of the large cat Spirits that didn't shatter just now was the Lion Spirit itself.

However, Sylas didn't care.

"Kneel."

His Madness Key danced in the winds, his hair whipping about as though a mane of its own.

"You are not good enough."

BANG.

The Pride of the Lion shattered and the 713th Lion Emperor coughed up a mouthful of blood. He took a heavy step back in the air.

Cracks and fissures began to appear in the Lion Emperor Mountain even as the other big cat Mountains crumbled to ash before their eyes.

But that was when Sylas began to reform them.

The other 713th Cycle Emperors couldn't help but frown.

"SYLAS GRIMBLADE!" the roar of the Lion Emperor pealed across the skies.

Much like every other time...

Sylas directly ignored him, a suffocating Will rushing out from him.

He would save the Emperor Sanctum.

But he would do it his way.

And one day, they would thank him for it.

He wouldn't use Pride to bring this Armor together. He would use something else. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABELVerify