Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 2180

Sylas heaved for breath, his chest moving to the rhythm of the howling winds around him. Every inhale he took came with a hurricane of force, every exhale washing out like a tsunami.

All around him, the flickering echoes of ghosts lay. Standing in the center of it all, it looked eerily like something he had seen many times before already…

The Golden Battlefield.

Maybe Sylas could have never expected that he was the great war they had been fighting all this time. But the moment he had come to stand here, not only did he understand, but he likewise used it to his advantage.

The Monkey King still hadn't moved. He looked at Sylas from his original standing position, his eyes boring holes into the space before him. But at the moment, it still looked like he was staring right through Sylas instead.

The man that the Monkey King feared was what Sylas would become, not what he was now. It was what he was now that could be taken out, and he would make certain that happened.

One of the horns on Sylas' forehead faded. It tried to pull itself back into being, but as it did so, the other faded along with it. They flickered in and out as though they couldn't decide whether to be real or not, and before Sylas could even begin to pull them back into reality, his body shrank down and he fell to a knee.

Sylas pressed a palm against empty space as though it was solid earth in a vain attempt to keep himself steady and upright. The world swirled around him, and he could feel his Will flagging. He just didn't have enough left over.

Wiping out the Golden Race Army seemed to happen instantaneously and easily, but in reality no matter how vulnerable a world like this was, its structure and heft was still so very real.

A roar echoed in Sylas' ears and he found the ghost of Supreme Commander Ros standing over him. She swung a glaive at his head, her rage so palpable it echoed across space and time.

Sylas couldn't even dodge. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

The glaive passed right through him and he coughed up a mouthful of blood as his Will was cut in two.

The ghost faded and appeared in the distance as though sent back in time. It began a new charge forward, but before it could make it, it was another ghost that shoved a spear through his chest. And then another that sent an arrow through his head.

Every strike pierced through his body without fail and took another chunk of what little Will he had, chipping away at it continuously.

"I may not have expected you to clear the army so rapidly, but don't believe that I didn't come prepared." The Monkey King stated coldly. "Your potential is truly frightening, Sylas Grimblade. Your strength, even now, is beyond the bounds of reason. If not for a lack of God Aura, you would be a force to be reckoned with even on the God Plane, I am sure.

"However, right now, you are vulnerable. You understand too little about the world. You extrapolate too much, deduce too much on your own, and rely too little on actual experience.

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