Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 1568

It was just that that didn't matter at all.

Moose was thought to be a fool before the Summoning because his intelligence was too great for his body to sustain.

Sylas didn't seem surprised by this. Instead, he waved a hand, and Moose shot up from the ground, the latter's neck landing in the palm of his hand.

Aki—he was a necromancer of sorts, controlling Rotten beasts with zero Will, an oddity Sylas still didn't understand.

"First, tell me what parameters your people have to weather traitors."

Sylas' True Pride Seed pulsed with life, veins of gold racing across his body. It looked like he was quickly becoming a deity.

Then he accepted.

Then he looked at Moose.

She couldn't understand how Sylas could do something like this.

Cassarae knew exactly what he meant, but she would rather be buried six feet deep than admit it.

It was almost amusing the way it always ended the same.

"Okay."

"If things continue like this, she'll end up dead pretty soon, so you won't have to worry about that."

"What's that supposed to mean!"

Cassarae cleared her throat. "I have no idea what you're talking about."

"You can have what you want after we finish here."

"You…"

One piece after another clicked into place.

"What was your task?" Sylas asked the woman.

The way she said hubby almost made Sylas' lip twitch. That was because there was only one person who called him hubby, and there was only one person with that sort of inflection.

Sylas' eyes flashed. He came to an immediate conclusion.

This person, the people of their ilk…

An itch Sylas hadn't been able to reach finally vanished.

Sylas only patted her ass lightly in response. Then he felt it was rather comfortable, so he left his hand there.

"What do you want?"

Once again, she was completely shaken.

They were willing to go so far, pushing their bodies to the limits, precisely because they wanted to extend their existences into forever.

Demon World Portals were a shortcut to a foothold in a system territory you weren't allowed to enter. But something was wrong with this conclusion.

If there ever was a Sin of Greed, it would be this.

They had no cohesion, no sense of pride, no sense of self. It was why they swapped their body parts like they were little more than machines—slaves to what they hoped would be evolution, but which was instead a grotesque manifestation of weakness.

'Is it really easier to find a path into the Demon World and then come here in such a roundabout way?'

All he had done was observe it for a short time. Then it was gone.

The woman didn't hesitate for a moment. Sylas saw the Slave Contract form right before his eyes.

"Create Demonic Envoys, land on Earth, open up Gates to the outside."

Clearly, Cassarae was mocking him. However, Sylas knew Cassarae all too well.

'Create Demonic Envoys…'

It didn't take a genius to understand why she was reacting like this, though. Without the portal to the Demon World, her ability to obscure the sight of the system would be heavily compromised.

Somehow, Aki had had a Tiger Warlord Armor. At least that was what Sylas had thought, but he forgot something… Aki's Tiger Warlord Armor was white.

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