Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 2153

"Who?!" the Duchess' eyes snapped toward Sylas. A slight rage flickered in her eyes when she noticed that she couldn't actually move her arms. She was still wrapped in Gogo's body.

Energy burst from her as she tried to break free, her arms pumping with power as she pushed.

BANG.

Gogo's coil was forced apart and the big one slipped down the tree's body as the Duchess tore her way free.

Sylas' lips parted as she shot a beaming line of red toward him.

"Zarvokyl Throskathar Ghorazaknaral Sanguara."

His head tilted to one side, dodging the beam as the Duchess froze in place, her eyes widening.

"HOW DO YOU KNOW THAT NAME?! SPEAK, HUMAN!"

Sylas gazed at her calmly and found something interesting. The Duchess he knew would never react so violently. She was far more even-keeled. Even when she was furious, her emotions were measured.

This version was much… younger, much less refined.

It was actually hard to tell how old she was right now. She didn't look all that different from the versions he had already seen—though, that in itself was very odd.

Logically, as the Duchess approached the S-tier, she should become more perfect. Of course, it felt hard to imagine a woman like her becoming any more beautiful, but that was what tended to happen.

Still, the important part of this was that between her bloodline, the fact he didn't know how the power systems in this version of the system worked, and the fact this seemed to be the Demi-God Plane and not the Mortal Plane any longer, Sylas wasn't sure of too many variables to decide exactly how old she was.

Logically, the Sanguara aged very differently from other humans because of their ability to take in blood. Then there was the fact the Madness System might make it harder to progress to the C-tier than normal. Everything had to be fought for with it, from the small tidbits Sylas did know.

And then there was the fact that this was the Demi-God Plane on top of all of this.

That in itself was weird as well. For much of this time, Sylas had thought the Golden Race stood at the top of the God Realm at one point or another… and the Sanguara were so powerful he felt they had to do the same.

But it seemed that he had underestimated the God Realm a bit too much.

Even in underestimating it, though… could it really be the case that the Monkey King was also just a Demi-God?

That felt impossible.

"Why don't you use your senses to figure it out?" Sylas finally replied to her.

The Duchess' eyes narrowed, but then Sylas pressed down on her bloodline.

Her eyes widened even faster. "You… you… you…"

Her face turned a bright red, but it was difficult to tell whether she was embarrassed or if she was just that infuriated.

"Impossible!" the Duchess said after a moment of checking herself. "My body is still pure, I haven't laid with anyone!"

The Duchess seemingly realized her mistake and her head quickly spun back to Sylas. As for Gogo, he had gone off to deal with the coming monkeys. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

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