Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 2296

Sarethvane's grin only widened. The coils in his body tightened to an extreme before he suddenly exploded out.

In one moment, the enormous serpent that looked formed of dull grey stone was dozens of kilometers away, and in the next instant he was right before Sylas. They were practically nose to nose.

But when they were about to clash, he vanished as though he was little more than an illusion, and instead a coffin appeared before Sylas.

Its lid opened up and then suddenly slammed down, its lid closing over Sylas and swallowing him whole.

In the last moments before the coffin closed over, Sylas only took a single step forward. His body seemed to warp and phase.

BOOM.

The slamming echo of the stone lid of the coffin shattered the space around it.

Sylas, however, stood behind it.

Sarethvane's grin didn't fade, and Sylas looked down at himself, feeling as though a bit of his Will had been ripped away just now nonetheless.

The coffin spun around and a crack appeared in it. Not one of damage, but instead of the lid opening once more.

A man appeared. Sylas could see without even looking back. His body was shaped exactly like his own, with broad, sweeping shoulders and a tall frame. However… its head was that of a serpent, with a slithering tongue and scales as green as the emerald of its eyes.

The man reached toward its back and pulled free a scythe from the depths of space before swinging at Sylas.

Sylas didn't even move. He didn't even look back. His attention remained on Sarethvane as though nothing to his back was all that important at all.

The man froze before his scythe could even touch Sylas. It stopped an inch from him as though it couldn't budge a single centimeter more, a rolling wave of pressure coming from the blade, and yet not a single hint of an injury forming in sight.

Sylas' gaze finally shifted from Sarethvane and he looked down at the scythe blade trying to wrap around him. He reached a hand up and tapped it.

The blade shattered and the man behind him crumbled. The Will collapsed and then fused back into Sylas' body as though it had not ever been taken.

"Trying to use my own Will against me?" Sylas asked, his head tilted just the slightest bit. "I can see it quite clearly… you think a bit too highly of yourself…"

Sarethvane blinked. The words being spoken to him now were words that he simply never thought he would hear said to him. He was the one who always said those words to others.

"I…? Am full…? Of myself…?"

A voice far deeper than should have been possible for such a young Serpentes echoed. It rippled through time and seemed to have the heft and weight of death to it.

And then it was suddenly tinged with unbridled fury.

Until now, Sarethvane was only having fun. He wanted to see how this would go, and how far he would have to push Sylas before that foolish Pride broke.

But now Sylas was taking a mere test as a victory?

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