Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 1474

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Sylas looked at the orb for only a moment before he turned his gaze to look into Boradora's eyes.

"Are you under the impression... that I fear your threat?"

In that moment, Boradora felt as though Sylas' voice was unlike any man's she had ever heard. It was deep, though not the deepest. It was calm, but it had a hidden edge to it that reflected across those equally calm eyes. It was soothing in an odd way that made you jolt, fearing that you might relax so much that you could very well lose your own life in the very next moment.

It was a voice laced with confidence, indifference—a complete disregard for threats she had made or could make.

Sylas hadn't summoned his crown of broken, bloodied swords, but at the moment, he embodied a Primus Imperium far more than any story, any legend, any random stray thought Boradora had ever had.

She could only describe the simple words with a single line:

Suffocating.

Her breath hitched in her throat, and her Will threatened to wane. She had never felt so small in her entire life.

Maybe she wasn't the very best the Ouro had to their name, but she was still amongst the top five talents of this batch of F-Grades they had produced. She had pride of her own, and she had hoped to use this trip to close the gap between herself and that man... Only to realize that there were far more races to run than just that one alone... and just as many runners on the track.

Sylas' hand trembled just the smallest bit, and the hydra behind him roared once more. In reaction, the hydra that adorned Boradora's hair shrank back, their Wills waning as though flickering flames in the wind.

Escape.

There was no fighting this man. They had to escape. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

Boradora didn't even realize that the moment she made this choice, she had lost the right to participate in the race she had always been so keen on. And in her lifetime, those lofty tiers of Will were ones that she would simply never achieve.

A pulse of radiance came from the orb she held, and in a flash, the Ouro were all gone. The Boros that they had fused with were likewise nowhere to be seen, likely dragged out along with them.

Sylas didn't move. He knew that he couldn't stop this.

As powerful as he was now, he was painfully aware that he could only exert this level of power and control because these were F-Grade worlds formed by F-Grade Runes. This was also why his Will could be Infinite here.

The Will in that orb was beyond the F-Grade. He couldn't exert as much control over it. Although his own Rune Mastery and Wills could exhibit prowess of the E-tier, this wasn't comparable to what he could do in the F-tier. His E-Grade Rune Mastery was barely at Flesh Mastery now—and that was a breakthrough he had only just had. How could he exhibit the prowess of a Perfect Spark Master with it?

But it didn't matter.

It was impossible for Boradora to alert others of where the staircase was now, because after Sylas used it, the location would change. Her threat was mostly empty unless she was actually here to weather the storm and stall his chances of entering the second floor.

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