Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 2052

Chapter 2052: Suffe

Sylas watched as one decoy after another snapped out of it. They gasped for air, horror on their faces.

The First Race could have never imagined that their Will Formation would be broken in this way, and by someone with clearly inferior Rune Creation to their own.

But that was precisely what made Sylas' talent so fearsome.

All this time, he was functioning with a constant lack of information. The world around him was little more than a foggy mess where every direction had something else he had never seen, something else he couldn't understand.

But Rune Creation was different for him now.

The world was still covered in fog, but he was gazing upon it from the highest peak there was. He could vaguely make out some of the peaks and crevices, he could feel out the path he needed to take ahead of time before he ever took a single step.

The level of Will control was truly shocking, and the more he thought about it, the more impressive it was. Even coordinating two Wills at a time was near impossible.

But it gave Sylas an idea.

That pair of husband and wife with their Twin Moon Class...

It probably had such secrets within it.

And as someone with Infinite Will, he was more than likely capable of creating such elaborate formations of Will by himself.

And if he could do that, just how much more powerful would his Will be? What Constructs could he force to form?

The First Race had needed a beacon, so they had created one so powerful it could send a signal across the universe. Not just any signal, but one Sylas was certain couldn't be detected by anyone but the First Race.

How controlled was such a thing? How difficult? Yet they managed it.

What if they had decided to make a weapon instead?

Forget a weapon, what of a defensive method?

What fascinated Sylas the most about all of this was that this wasn't a higher form of Rune Mastery, it was just a more advanced application of Rune Creation than he knew.

From what he could tell, it was probably Heaven Rune Creation. But that didn't mean some aspects of this couldn't be mimicked through another path.

Sylas definitely had time to think about all of this some more. While he had danger bearing down from all sides, there was no immediate pull to his attention, not until the Thryskai realized they had no other choice.

So, that was what he did.

Sylas spent the next several weeks seemingly not doing much of anything. His gaze seemed unfocused a lot, and even when it was focused, it was mostly spent with his wife and family.

Well, most of his family, anyway. His sister spent a lot of time tied up to the ceiling like a piñata.

Normally, his mother didn't use corporal punishment. But it seemed she had much less misgiving when it was a puppet involved. She was practically a prisoner at this point, and forgiveness wasn't coming anytime soon.

Surprisingly or not so much if you understood Sylas-he didn't ask his sister a single question about her situation.

If he knew too much, he might not be able to stop himself from going.

So long as she was complaining from her dangling spot above them, it meant she was still alive, and that was all he cared about.

He would have his dinner, spend time with his wife, then go back to staring out into empty space as though he had forgotten about the existence of The Sanctum and the missions he needed to complete on it.

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