Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 2349

Sylas looked at Vaelith for a long while, his expression giving away almost nothing of what he thought about the revelation. Honestly speaking, it didn't change much for him, because the idea that God Clans might be working toward goals that spanned entire Planes wasn't remotely surprising.

He had already seen things operating on a scale far larger than the one in front of him now, and Nosphaleen's sudden bestowment of Goddess status was proof enough. Existences above could move pieces in ways those below rarely understood, on scales that were beyond usual logic and reason.

What amused him more was that Vaelith genuinely seemed to believe Rhykan didn't know he was being watched.

The odds of that being true were close to zero. Either Vaelith's information was incomplete, or there was some reason the falsehood itself needed to be propagated until enough people accepted it as truth.

Sylas had already seen something similar in the concept of Dragons, where enough Will gathered around an idea could eventually give that idea substance, though this was obviously operating on a much smaller scale.

As for why the God Clans would bother working this indirectly, that part was obvious enough. If they were seen interfering too blatantly with the Mortal Plane, the system would retaliate no matter how impotent it had become, and there was no better example of what that could mean than the Myrrakhael.

Anyone powerful enough to understand those consequences would naturally prefer to guide, suppress, test, or manipulate through methods that never quite crossed the line.

If Rhykan was truly so important to the God Clan Thryskais, then they would obviously need to protect themselves and him in their own ways, and this was the simplest available method to them. It was easy for people who didn't truly understand Rhykan to believe he had had the wool pulled over his eyes by Gods.

Who wouldn't believe that?

There was something else Vaelith was overlooking, though.

Rhykan wouldn't care about the survival of the Thryskai Demi-Gods simply because they shared a Heaven or ancestry. If sacrificing them opened the path toward something greater, Sylas doubted Rhykan would hesitate for long, because a man like him wouldn't be satisfied with ruling or protecting a single Demi-God Plane.

Rhykan had already commanded subordinates of Demi-God status while he was still operating on the Mortal Plane, which was more than enough to show how far ahead his plans were reaching.

His real interest was the Beast Emperor Sanctum.

That was where the deeper rewards were, where the secrets he had been maneuvering around for so long seemed to gather, and saving the Skai Heaven would always come second to whatever he believed he could take from that rise.

In fact, weakening the God Skai Heaven might even benefit him by loosening whatever control his own Ancestry believed it possessed over his future. The only question was whether the trouble caused by such a collapse would outweigh the freedom he gained from it.

Sylas didn't have enough information to answer that yet.

What he did know was that there was no guarantee he and Rhykan would stand on the same side when this battlefield fully opened. They might end up helping one another indirectly simply because their goals happened to align for a time, but Sylas had no intention of mistaking convenience for alliance, especially when dealing with someone who thought as many steps ahead as Rhykan did.

If Rhykan stood in his way here, Sylas would end his journey here.

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