Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 2134

Sylas appeared in the Golden Grove with Cassarae by his side. By this point, he was practically a demon to the Golden Race ancestors that headed this place.

Their problem wasn't his own, though. He had seen a use in the Golden Grove, so he took it for himself.

This was the reason why Sylas never really got angry when things went against him. It was only natural for the First Race to want their world back, it was only natural for the Thryskai to try and target Earth, it was only natural for Legacy to weed their way into worlds to take what wasn't theirs.

The world was an inherently cruel place.

Of course, if they could target him, then he could likewise make them suffer. Such was the tit for tat.

If the Golden Grove was capable of fighting back, they should do that.

Well… they had tried. They had just also failed.

He, however, wouldn't fail should, when, and if the situation arose. It was that simple to him.

Sylas didn't even have a chance to step off the teleportation platform when Old Brama suddenly appeared. Though, now that he looked no older than Sylas himself, it was a bit odd still calling him old. Even Megean, his granddaughter, hadn't quite learned how to interact with this new grandfather of hers just yet.

"Do you have any orders?" Old Brama asked.

"You have a method of moving the Golden Grove, don't you." Sylas said it as more of a statement than a question.

Just logically speaking, he doubted the Golden Grove—once part of such a powerful Race—had always been in this exact location. Let alone the fact this Sector was far too weak, if they had been here from the beginning whatever enemies they had would have long found and dealt with them.

Of course, Sylas was only speculating about the enemies, but he was most likely correct. A Race this powerful didn't just fall for no reason. And even if it was their own hubris that caused it, it was impossible that their rise wouldn't have come with some friction.

Old Brama blinked. "Yes. However…"

Sylas didn't follow up, waiting for Old Brama to speak.

"It requires a large amount of Aetherstones."

"How much is a large amount?"

"Probably more than an entire star system has available to it."

"To move how far?"

"Well, theoretically, anywhere within a Sector should be fine with that amount. I wouldn't trust it to move anywhere outside of that range. Though, in the past, there's good reason to believe it was once capable of moving across Heavens."

Sylas' gaze flickered. "No problem. Prepare it."

Old Brama blinked, but in the end he nodded and didn't ask Sylas any more questions.

In the past, this amount of Aetherstones would be a problem. But they had a method of taking them in quite fast now. Didn't they?

Sylas pulled Cassarae along and through the halls of the Golden Grove until they stood beneath an impossibly large golden tree.