Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 2497

Chapter 2497: I Won’t Lose

Elara’s attacks only grew more vicious.

Her 4 bodies converged on Sylas from different angles, while the Runes around them constantly rebuilt their flesh.

There wasn’t much technique left to speak of, at least not in the usual sense. She was relying entirely on her overwhelming strength and her peculiar Rune Path, using her ability to create and manipulate organic matter to throw attacks no ordinary body could have pulled off.

Sylas blocked another punch.

The instant his forearm met Elara’s fist, however, the muscles in her shoulder reorganized themselves, and a second burst of force erupted from her arm.

CRACK!

His already fractured bone split even further.

Before he could lower his guard, another Elara appeared behind him and drove her knee into his spine. The remaining two closed in from either side.

BOOM!

The collision sent Sylas hurtling across the sky. He had barely steadied himself before Elara caught up to him again.

Her fist shot toward his face. When he raised an arm to intercept it, she shifted the structure of her elbow and redirected the strike into his ribs.

A dull crack sounded from his chest.

"What’s wrong? Did sitting around for three years make you forget how to fight?"

Sylas looked at her calmly. His eyes followed the subtle shifts of the Runes inside her body as she prepared her next attack.

He had to admit, his sister’s Rune Path was quite ingenious.

Most people would have used Aether to reinforce their physical strength. Elara, on the other hand, was manipulating the very structures that produced that strength, letting her generate force in ways that ignored the usual limits of muscle and bone.

Even Sylas would have struggled to pull that off without his current understanding of the Mesh of Reality. The fact that Elara had developed it this far at only 19 years old spoke volumes about her talent.

Unfortunately, the more she attacked, the more shortcomings he noticed.

She was leaning too heavily on how naturally superior her Genes were. On top of that, while her control over organic Rune Creation was exceptional, she was still treating her 4 bodies as separate people rather than parts of a greater whole.

Of course, Sylas had no intention of pointing any of that out right now.

Elara appeared in front of him again, her leg sweeping toward his head while another of her bodies drove a fist at his abdomen.

Sylas took the kick on his shoulder and caught the fist with his palm. Even so, the impact forced several more fractures through his bones, and the third Elara used the opening to slam both hands into his chest.

"Stop looking at me like that!"

Sylas slid backward through the air, blood running from the corner of his mouth as the damage to his organs piled up.

His Healing Factor had already started repairing the worst of it. However, Elara seemed determined to hurt him faster than he could recover.

"You’re always like this! You disappear whenever you want, do whatever you want, and then come back acting like the rest of us are supposed to be happy you bothered to show up!"

Another fist crashed into his guard. This time, Elara didn’t even bother pulling her arm back.

She rebuilt the flesh around her shoulder instead, forming a second joint. That let her twist her body and land another strike from an angle that should have been physically impossible.

Sylas’ arm gave way under the pressure.

Elara’s eyes flashed. Rather than stopping, though, she gritted her teeth and pressed forward.

Her 4 bodies grew more and more aggressive, and the skies filled with the echoes of their collisions.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Sylas kept retreating, letting his sister push him farther and farther away from Sky Roaming. For a while, it almost looked like she really meant to beat her elder brother to death.

However, just as another 4 fists closed in on him, Sylas’ eyes flashed.

A layer of Runes appeared across his body.

Their intricate glyphs swam over his skin so fluidly that it was hard to tell where one ended and the next began. The Runes were so fine they almost looked like part of his flesh, nothing like any defense or construct Elara had seen from him before.

She barely paid them any attention before her fist landed. The instant it did, though, her expression changed.

The force she’d built up collapsed before it could reach Sylas.

She felt the muscles in her arm contract, and the joints she had rebuilt worked exactly the way they were supposed to. Yet, somehow, the connection between the force they produced and where it was meant to go had simply vanished.

Before she could figure out what had happened, Sylas caught her wrist and gave it a slight tug. Her own momentum sent her tumbling into one of her other bodies.