Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 2111

Sylas lost himself in Fanelei's plight, not caring for anything but the next Rune he would draw.

It was far easier than he thought it would be. Even for him, he thought it would be quite the difficult task.

Though he had reached the point where he could easily draw Core Stat Genes up to the Legendary level, Unique Genes were a different monster altogether, let alone what unique Gene Talents and further along, bloodline.

The gap between comprehended Core Stats and other things was vast. Unique Genes were a quagmire of complications and complexity. It was hard to demand of any Rune Creator, even if they were as talented as Sylas.

But… Sylas' Rune Creation had touched upon an entirely new level after he truly began to comprehend Will Manifestation and Manipulation. He didn't just grasp individual Strokes and Runes anymore, he grasped the very Will behind them, forming an environment that almost forced Runes to be crafted in a very specific and self-assured way.

The price of doing so was even much lesser than it had been in the past as well.

If he didn't have Fanelei's direction, then it would have taken Sylas months, at the very least, to do what he was doing here. But Fanelei had stretched out her soul and lay her heart bare. He could feel every aspect of her Will to the point he could practically see her memories reflecting back at him.

Even further, he could feel the unique Will she had carried through each individual life. And because of that, all he needed to do was follow the lead of the Will.

The comprehension of every Gene, every Gene Talent, and beyond came with greater and greater ease the more he understood it.

As he got the hang of things, he was even able to pluck from her Second and Third Lives as well, helping the Genes, Gene Talents, and beyond to better mesh and work with one another in a beautiful orchestra.

The pain that Fanelei was experiencing was very much still there, and it took everything in her power to keep her souls stretched out the way that they were. But every time Sylas finished with another Layer and then moved on, she could feel something inside of herself blooming, a sharper instinct, a greater understanding.

Her heart shook every time. She should have been used to it by now, used to Sylas' genius, the complexity of his mind, the outside-the-box thinking that had crushed the spirits of so many that came before her.

But she truly couldn't help it.

Here he was, a D-tier, rebuilding the foundations of an A-tier with nothing but Rune Mastery.

The universe itself seemed to march to the beat of his drums, and with nothing more than his Will, he pulled at energy and organized it.

It was said that the universe inevitably moved toward destruction, that chaos was its natural state, but Fanelei couldn't help but think that if Sylas reached the ceiling one day… Wouldn't the universe have no choice but to find order in its chaos?

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Sylas stumbled a step back, gasping for breath. His mind felt like it was running on fumes, but he couldn't remember the last time he had felt so fulfilled. He had had that feeling of excitement when he felt a challenge he couldn't be sure of crushing not long ago, and maybe a little bit when he was fighting against the Zeus Puppets before he figured out how to crush them.

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