Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 2050

Chapter 2050: A Challenge

Sylas looked at Hell deeply.

Was that really the only reason? He couldn't see another reason why Hell would do something like this.

That piece of ore wasn't normal. If it was just about size, Sylas could have probably chopped off something from the bottom of the mountain. But that ore was pure and pristine in the most perfect of ways. It was the truest essence of what could be taken from the mountain.

There was no doubt that it was extraordinarily valuable.

Sylas could see it in the depths of Hell's eyes. He was telling the truth.

His path was one that a lot of people looked down on. Whether it was because of his cooperation with Demons or his eating of flesh, all people felt was disgust.

However, Sylas didn't care what the Hell path was. He felt no worse about Hell than he did Heaven or Fathomless.

All three of them were in his way, and he would deal with all three the same way should they choose to stand against him instead of with him.

Hell could see that, and he appreciated it.

"Of course, if you get a little stronger and deal with the annoyances of the Heaven and Fathomless Clans for me as well, that would be great too."

Though Hell said this, Sylas could also feel that it was just that. He was just saying it with no deeper meaning.

He didn't mean that at all, it was like he didn't want Sylas to think he had any other intentions.

After a long while, Sylas slowly nodded. Then, he turned to leave.

Hell began to laugh. It was really a shame that Sylas was the same stubborn sort that he was.

If he was a little bit more flexible, the Hell Path would be open to him.

But the irony was that if Sylas ever chose to change, then by definition the Hell Path would never be for him... After all, there was nothing left to Hell but a dead end. It was the final destination, the ultimate sturdiness, a rock that stood through the eternity of time.

Immortal in its infinite nature.

"Hell is the strongest path there is." Hell remarked calmly. "One day we will fight and this will become clear to you. It is a shame that we were not born in the same era. Otherwise, maybe you might stand a chance."

After speaking these words, Hell slowly closed his eyes, returning to his slumber, a smile curling his lips.

"Also, I must thank you for this splendid Overlord status. It would have been a real hassle to get it otherwise. Receive my thanks well."

Sylas pressed a palm against the enormous boulder that stood even taller than himself. Even with his head stretched straight up, he couldn't quite see its peak. It was just a little bit over his line of sight from this vantage point.

It must have weighed an impossible to calculate amount. Somehow, the weight felt finite and definable, and yet the mass was infinite. Yet, just as contradictorily, rather than falling through every piece of land it rested on, it reached a perfect balance that left it unmoved.

'This is...'

Seeing such a pure kernel of the ore, Sylas realized why it was that this ore was so compatible with the Hell Path.

It was the physical embodiment of homeostasis and equilibrium. It was as infinite as it needed to be to maintain perfect stillness.

And that must be why it was such a good foundational material for building the Genesis Forge.

Forcing evolution in Race was something that should take generations to trigger, slow and steady progress upward. But the Genesis Forge accelerated it forward, knocking that equilibrium off balance.

The body was actually quite good at maintaining its own baseline. Fighting back against things in the environment and maintaining this as status quo was probably the most basic definition of what a body-or rather the living- were meant to be capable of doing.

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