Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 1308

Chapter 1308: Foolishness

Sylas had forgotten.

There was a price to pay when you poured all of your focus onto one task, not letting anything else distract you. On the one hand, it had made his speed so much faster. On the other... he had forgotten his greatest flaw.

It didn’t matter how powerful his Rune Mastery was, nor did it matter how great and amazing he turned out to be. His starting position would always be the factor that held him back the most.

Maybe there was a fantasy land he could live in where he mastered all of the Beast Emperor Armors and claimed a Legendary Gene from each one of them, crafting himself into the perfect specimen.

But right now, Sylas’ body probably couldn’t even withstand a Gold Gene—not that he had ever had the chance to try—let alone multiple Legendary ones.

It was like the world was reminding him that he was still at the bottom of the barrel, that it didn’t matter how highly he thought of himself, it would remind him of where his place truly was.

In the gutter. That was what he deserved.

"You’re sure?"

Faint sounds reached the edges of Sylas’ consciousness. But for it to do so, it was certain that whoever was speaking had a booming voice. No... it wasn’t just a booming voice.

Sylas could ignore practically everything in the state that he was in. He was nothing more than a wisp of emerald floating in the wind, ready to be wisped away at any point. Even the Scorpion Emperor Armor he had formed was no more.

His Will was practically crumbling, and there was nothing here for it to continue to cling to.

As for Gralith, he was a mess on the ground, vaguely humanoid in a twisting mesh of armor, flesh, and bone. He had completely lost consciousness, and the only reason he was still alive at all was because he was a C-tier.

But even then, he probably didn’t have very long to live either.

All this time it took for him to reach the Beast Warlord Sanctum, and it was practically like whatever fantasies he was dreaming of were coming crashing down right this moment.

Those thoughts of control, of taking the reins of his life, of improving one bound after the next until he could stand atop the world...

The voice was only able to reach him so clearly because it was laced with a subconscious Will so powerful that even Sylas couldn’t ignore it, even if he wanted to. It was like it was forcing the world to listen to them.

And then he heard the click and clack of someone walking down those golden steps. It was such a departure from what they had experienced just now.

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