Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 2182

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The Monkey King thought himself clever, and maybe in some odd, certain respect, he was. He had probably faced off against Sylas' future self, which meant he also knew of the Grimblade Bloodline.

What was the Grimblade Bloodline best at if not swallowing up Wills?

To put a battlefield of Wills in front of Sylas like this, and expect him to just keep taking lumps and deaths one after another would have been the pinnacle of foolishness, and the Monkey King was no fool.

That was why instead of taking the fluctuations of the Split Realm as a flaw, the Monkey King used it as a strength.

Supreme Commander Ros had been the first to attack Sylas, but after she was finished, she was suddenly pulled back through time, sent to her starting position, and had to rush forward to attack him again.

After everything that happened, that attack was only the second one that Supreme Commander Ros had been able to levy, and it didn't even get the chance to land in the first place.

It was truly clever. By trapping the Wills in a time loop, they were in a tangled mess of spacetime that wasn't easy to access. What was even more clever was that the time loop wasn't just stretched across the present or recent past, but instead to the Golden Battlefield that Sylas was familiar with a long distance in the future.

Not only were these Wills displaying infinite tendencies, they were also effectively stretched across what should have been basically infinite time in Sylas' eyes.

To make a complex situation simple to understand, trying to absorb these Wills while they were stretched out so far was basically like trying to suck up a river that was as thin as a single atom's width with nothing but a straw. Whether you stood in the same place and sucked, or you tried to move the straw down its length, you were going to have a dreadful time no matter what.

That was the situation that Sylas was in, and this was the very situation that the Monkey King believed would do him in.

The problem with that, of course, was that if it was done, it could likewise be undone.

What was curious to Sylas about the Golden Battlefield was that while it looked like it had time aspects, it had done everything in Space. In fact, that was part of the reason Sylas had been able to unearth a new path forward for his Spacetime Rune Path in the first place.

The only way the likes of the Monkey King could control space and time was by keeping them separate. If they interacted, there would be too many holes to find, too many loopholes to take advantage of.

As such, the real reason why it seemed like the Golden Battlefield was one of Spacetime, and yet there was only space that could be sensed, was because all of the timelines the Wills here were experiencing were personal to them.

Their attacks seemed coordinated and like they were a well oiled machine, each one taking a brief instant to attack before being sent back in time and allowing the next one to take up the next attack.

In reality, this coordination was so perfect only because their timelines couldn't be allowed to interact lest they clash and ruin one another.

The moment Sylas realized that, ripping their Will out of their timeline was as easy as breathing.

Time was so highly dependent on space. When others spoke of speed and relativity, they were actually just speaking about how much space was being crossed and what that did to time as a result.