Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 2490

Chapter 2490: Beyond [Bonus]

[Bonus Chapter thanks to Killerquaker <3]

Sylas stood in silence, waiting for the next challenger to appear.

However, as the seconds passed, followed by minutes, the familiar fluctuation of the challenge formation never came. It seemed that after the countless deaths he had caused, the people of the Real World had finally decided that they had had enough.

Sylas didn’t move to leave, nor did he attempt to provoke another response. He simply stood where he was, his emerald eyes resting upon the empty space before him without focusing on anything in particular.

For perhaps the first time in his life, his mind was almost entirely blank.

It was a peculiar sensation, especially considering what he had just accomplished with Selfwrought Emperor, Void Sovereign, and Willborne Crown. His mental capacity had expanded by more than tenfold, and he could now accommodate an almost absurd number of thoughts without allowing them to interfere with one another.

And yet, there was nothing.

Sylas couldn’t remember a time when he had experienced something like this. Even when he slept, some portion of his mind had always remained active, processing information, considering possibilities, or working through problems he hadn’t yet solved.

But now, he simply stood there.

He didn’t think about the challengers he had killed, nor did he consider what sort of consequences might follow the deaths of so many extraordinary geniuses. Even the various methods he had been developing to locate Cassarae seemed to have fallen quiet for the moment.

He knew what had to be done, but for once, knowing and acting weren’t quite the same thing.

Eventually, a notification appeared before him.

—

[Creation Tower Challenges Concluded]

[All Challenges Have Been Successfully Defended Against]

[Dominion Established]

[You Have Officially Claimed Dominion Over All Creation Towers of the Skai Heaven]

—

Sylas read the notification once before turning around.

Nosphaleen stood a short distance behind him, her expression shifting when she noticed that he was finally moving. She had watched him tear through the challenges without offering a word, and although she had been pleased by his victories at first, the complete absence of any reaction from him had gradually made her uneasy.

She followed without asking questions.

The Creation Tower’s authority responded to Sylas’ Will, and a passage opened before them. A moment later, the two disappeared from the challenge space, leaving behind the countless broken Runes that had accumulated throughout his battles.

**

Sylas appeared high above Earth, the atmosphere parting around him as the teleportation completed.

Nosphaleen materialized a short distance behind him, but before she could speak, her expression changed.

There was something wrong with the Aether.

Even from this altitude, she could sense the remnants of an enormous disturbance below, the surrounding Mesh of Reality still struggling to settle after the violent forces that had passed through it. Several portions of the landscape had been torn apart, and the traces of crimson energy lingering in the air were so familiar that she recognized them almost immediately.

Xarvenya.

Nosphaleen’s pupils constricted as she looked toward Sylas.

She hadn’t known what had happened while they were inside the Creation Tower. She had assumed his unusual silence was related to the challenges, or perhaps the changes he had undergone during his evolution, but now that she could sense the damage beneath them, a far more troubling possibility began taking shape.

Her gaze swept across the ruined plains, searching for familiar presences. Then she understood.

Nosphaleen moved closer and reached out, placing a hand against Sylas’ arm.

He didn’t respond.

His eyes remained fixed upon the destruction below, but Nosphaleen couldn’t sense even the slightest fluctuation in his Will. Considering how well she knew him, that frightened her more than any outburst of rage could have.

She tightened her grip for a moment before allowing her hand to fall away.

For a long while, neither of them moved.

Then Sylas raised a hand and twisted a Rune into existence.

The surrounding space trembled, and faint streaks of light began rising from the ruined landscape, gathering around the points where the Mesh of Reality had suffered the greatest disturbances.

They were little more than fragments at first, incomplete impressions left behind by the collision of powerful Wills and the destruction of the surrounding Aether. However, as Sylas continued manipulating the Rune, those fragments began connecting, their relationships allowing him to reconstruct what had happened.

The scene unfolded before him in ghostly streaks.

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