Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 2348

Chapter 2348: What Need?

Sylas stepped onto the jagged edge of the hole he had torn through the warship as the vessel continued falling toward the chaos below, then lifted himself back into the air with a single step.

He hovered there while twisted metal, broken formations, and the corpses of the Kiver vanished beneath him, carrying himself as though the destruction behind him had nothing to do with him.

Vaelith watched from nearby with the corner of her lip twitching, while even Yamero had gone quiet for a moment.

Not far away, the remnants of Vaelith’s Clan attendants stood aboard their own vessel and stared.

At first, none of them had understood who the young man was that had managed to make their ice princess leave her ship personally to greet him, but now they didn’t need anyone to explain. An entire Guild’s representatives had just been wiped out in minutes, and as some of them replayed what they had seen, they realized it might not have even taken that long.

Even Vaelith was looking at Sylas differently now. She had known his Rune Mastery was absurd, but outside of that first step onto the ship, he hadn’t seemed to use much of it at all, which somehow made what happened even harder to understand.

Turning an A-tier warship’s formations against itself while only displaying C-tier Rune Mastery was already ridiculous enough, yet he had slaughtered everyone aboard before the ship even finished falling through the depths of space.

At least Sylas’ killing intent had faded enough that Vaelith could think clearly again.

"Where is the Vaelryn ship?" Sylas asked.

Vaelith shook her head. "I don’t know their exact location, most of the powerful Clans separated once they reached the battlefield because there are significant rewards tied to increasing kill tallies. If everyone piles into the same region, those benefits become stretched too thin."

Yamero leaned slightly around Sylas and looked toward her. "Interesting strategy, worrying about rewards when you can’t even protect yourselves. You aren’t a match for the Beast Heaven, so shouldn’t survival come first?"

Vaelith smiled without the slightest embarrassment. "The Thryskai aren’t so weak."

Sylas looked at her.

Vaelith didn’t strike him as the sort of person who relied on blind confidence, though she had certainly overestimated herself when they first met. This didn’t feel like the same thing, because there was none of that quiet uncertainty hidden beneath her expression now, only a calm certainty. And that was more than a little bit peculiar.

His thoughts moved quickly.

Sylas already knew the Thryskai were Demons, but most Thryskai themselves didn’t seem aware of that fact. Keeping a secret on that scale would be impossible if everyone knew, which meant even within their own Race the truth had to be compartmentalized, but Vaelith was hardly an ordinary member of the Thryskai. It was possible she knew more than most.

Normally, revealing their Demonic nature would make little sense, but if the Skai Heaven was about to have its Karma crippled, then perhaps they would decide there was less left to lose. While they would still have the God Plane itself, Sylas was fairly certain that losing such a massive amount of Karma on the Demi-God Plane would affect the God Plane as well. If that wasn’t the trump card Vaelith was relying on, then there had to be something else.

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