Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 1398

One pair of eyes after another shot toward Zolte. But what shook them the most was the fact they didn't see anything wrong with him at all, not initially.

But then it became clear that he was standing in silence for too long… not moving a single inch.

Then, slowly, he toppled over, his body collapsing to the ground, limp and lifeless as though he had always been dead from the very start, or like his puppet master had finally released his strings.

The sound of his collapse echoed through the hall, the echoes reverberating through the walls.

Byahmad slowly stood to his feet, his looming presence akin to a bat hanging from a cave ceiling. It was the first time Sylas had truly felt the aura of what it meant to be a part of the Bat Lineage, but it was also quite ironic that it had taken so long to finally get a sense for it.

After suffering so many losses in a row, it seemed that they were finally on the verge of breaking.

"You killed him. It's proof. You killed him the same way Vaernon died," Byahmad said slowly.

"I killed him?" Sylas looked over toward the C-tier as though he didn't feel the sweeping presence and suffocating menace radiating from him. "Did you see me kill him?"

Byahmad's pupils practically spit fire, their black depths becoming a radiant crimson in an instant. Illusory, black bat wings flickered on his back, half taking form and yet half not at the same time.

"It seems to me that the people of your Bat Lineage are just a bit fragile. I had yet to settle scores for the destruction of my glasses or the targeting of my eyes, but he fell of his own accord."

Gwenu rolled her lips over themselves, stifling her own laughter before it came out.

Evil. This junior brother of hers was evil.

He could have admitted it openly, but he both didn't care to and felt like not doing so was far more beneficial to him.

This sort of ability to piss his enemies off was second to none.

After saying this, Sylas no longer paid attention to Byahmad. The latter was about to say something else, but this time… it was Prione who spoke.

"Enough."

The booming voice of the 713th Lion Warlord peeled across the air like a clap of thunder.

"Byahmad Kaelthar, you have already been assigned the title of 713th Bat Warlord. As such, you must follow our protocols and our rules. If you would like to accuse another Lineage of something, come forward with your proof. Until then, we were all here when it happened.

"It was your aura that targeted a junior, and according to the rules that govern our Sanctum, even if Sylas Grimblade did kill your junior, he would have had every right to do so after levying an official challenge."

Byahmad's eyes narrowed. He wasn't a fool; he could feel it as well. The Sanctum's winds were no longer backing his sails.

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