Fanelei immediately felt like Sylas was insane to do something like this. She knew exactly who he wanted to go after, and that wasn't someone you could deal with casually. There had been no news of the man's death in all this time, and that was despite the fact he had been exposed as a Madness Disciple and was currently being chased probably more than Sylas himself was.
Plus, he was that strong before he integrated Sylas' Madness Key, which had been pushed to a truly high tier by Fanelei's spirit back then already. Now that he had it, he was probably an order of magnitude stronger than he was back then, and that was only assuming he hadn't improved in tiers at all.
Something he very well might have already done.
However, Sylas didn't care about any of that. He just wanted to stretch his legs a bit and repay a debt.
Reaching forward, Sylas grabbed the fluttering Gluttony chain.
When a Virtue was formed, every disciple that had not reached the pinnacle would be erased from existence. It was what happened when Sylas formed his Pride Seed.
But Sylas had yet to allow a Virtue of Gluttony to be formed. His third Seed was the Virtue of Greed he had claimed from a definite Scorpion's body.
By now, though, the Glutton was probably very close to becoming a True Gluttony Disciple, erasing the path for everyone that came after him. And as someone who was following the True Path, unlike the Rat and the Boar, he would be able to display real power as a Madness Disciple.
It was something definitely worthy of praise.
And it was also something that Sylas would be snuffing out.
Sylas felt his mind practically implode with pressure as the Madness Key bucked against him. Feeling that someone was trying to take advantage of it, it reacted in kind.
Too poor for this Sin of Gluttony Key, Sylas had not one, but three Virtue Madness Keys.
What right did it have to buck against him?
'There.'
Sylas sensed every single Gluttony Disciple currently active all at once. What surprised him was that the number wasn't nearly as large as he expected.
Before he had assumed there would at least be hundreds. In reality, there wasn't even a single dozen.
There were exactly seven of them, eight if one included the newly minted Leia. However, the power of each one...
Sylas immediately felt three gazes turn to him at once, Wills so powerful they could have sundered the skies themselves pressing down on him.
Three S-tiers.
"Piss off." Sylas said coldly.
Their Wills had far too far to go, and Sylas' own Will wasn't that of a pushover.
This was fascinating, though. Everything that Sylas had been through suggested that this made little sense. The Madness was all-consuming, and if it wasn't, they should have already reached the pinnacle.
So how was it that they were S-tiers, but Gluttony still didn't have an official disciple? That didn't seem like it made much sense at all to Sylas.
But then he understood.



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