Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 2157

The Duchess couldn't believe what she woke up to.

For one, she never expected to be on a man's back. For a moment, she thought she had been on a soft pillow. The curls of Sylas' hair were impossibly soft, and the strong scent of oak and live wood coming from it shifted something within her she immediately ignored and stamped out the moment she realized where she was.

For some reason, she had never expected Sylas to take such good care of himself. Though, it was hard to care about something like that when you were getting punched in the face by a man who seemingly didn't have any tender feelings for the opposite sex at all.

Yet, she said that, but didn't realize that they were in the middle of what could only be described as a war until several long seconds later.

The noise hardly reached her, she barely budged or jostled on Sylas' back, and she would have thought she was in a luxury sedan with the smoothness of the ride.

It took her an embarrassing amount of time to finally piece all these sensory events together to realize she was on Sylas' back.

Her first instinct when she realized was some vain attempt to pull herself free. But before she could even act on that, her eyes opened wide.

'… What is… this?'

Sylas and his beast moved like a pair of gods through the skies. Large swaths of enemies fell beneath the rain of their terror. Runes danced in impossible ways, forming, reforming, and reforging themselves so quickly it somehow went beyond just Spark Mastery.

Sylas breathed and Runes took shape. They shrank and collapsed space, split apart flesh like wet tissue paper, warped reality in the palm of his hands like putty in the hands of a child.

The Duchess had seen powerful Rune Masters before, but she had never seen such a powerful Rune Master at the D-tier.

The Rune Masters she had seen display this kind of control were at a much higher tier, purposely lowering their own standard so that they could draw faster and with more control.

But Sylas had only just become a D-tier, and yet he was wielding power that felt like it was well beyond him.

This was a sort of display she would have expected from the best of the best C-tier Rune Masters.

'This is… Pure Spark… no… this is beyond Pure Spark…'

Her heart was beating rapidly out of her chest, and for a moment, she found herself frozen in awe as she could do nothing but watch.

…

Sylas didn't seem to notice the Duchess wake up. His eyes darted back and forth along the battlefield.

His pupils dilated and a pair of Spatial Runes snapped together in weaving lines of control. The golden monkey trapped between them was flattened into a meaty paste.

His eyes shifted and a golden monkey commander swung out a staff toward an oncoming spatial Rune, only for the weaving shades of emerald in Sylas' eyes to shake.

The Rune separated and split apart, forming arcing lines of blades from the shield it had once been. Two of them splintered the head of the commander from opposite sides, four more splitting his chest into a rain of pieces, and eight more shredding his limbs apart.

Gogo roared, a line of grey-black flames leaving a line of carnage in his wake.

The golden monkeys turned to stone and then crumbled to ash, their life force sucking upward and fusing into the Hibernation Halo.

A halo of black formed around Gogo's horns, blazing with black flames as though to remind the world of the fallen. The halo flipped, moving from a position parallel to the ground to perpendicular. Its circular face faced off against the enemies, moving until it paired over Gogo's maw.

Gogo roared again and concentric circles of destruction echoed.

Pa. Pa. Pa.

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