Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 1627

Chapter 1627 The Only One

Sylas stood to his feet, looking up into the skies.

"I would like to represent the 073 Sanctum in this coming battle."

Elbrum's gaze had never left Sylas. In fact, he had already paused his words the moment he saw him stand up.

"...And does the 073 Sanctum accept this?"

Prione's eyes blazed. "We do."

Elbrum nodded, his head turning toward the E-tiers of the 073 Sanctum. But it was clear that none of them dared to refute.

What a joke. Sylas hadn't even been a fraction as strong as he was now when he defeated Morvok, their undisputed number one-especially without Gwenu here.

Of course, that was because Sylas had used his Vipermancy Profession. But they didn't need to know that. What was clear now was that even without the Vipermancy Profession, Sylas was on a whole other level than them.

In fact, he was probably a strong rival for their D-tiers as well. There were some who believed he could have defeated Brione Majesty during their confrontation all those months ago.

Now, whether that was little more than illusion or not... only time would tell.

"Mm, I see. In that case, I will give you all the same opportunity as I gave last time. If you believe yourselves to be beyond your current ranking, if you believe that I am being unfair, a random of the Sanctums between 031 and 040 will be chosen to fight your very best. Step forward.

"You have 30 seconds to choose your champion."

Sylas vanished and became the only person on the arena. It was clear that the 073 Sanctum had already chosen him.

The arena felt large and lonely. It was at least a hundred times larger than the F-tier arenas had been, and yet despite running for their lives, not a single one of the F-tiers who attempted to forfeit managed to make it to the latter's edge.

How much harder would it be to run on an arena this size?

The moment the battle began, they would be teleported right to the center of it all. It was nothing if not daunting- almost like a psychological weight piercing into the psyche.

"It seems that this time, we have only received one participant."

Elbrum's words fell after a full half minute. It seemed that the bottom-ranked Sanctums had learned their lessons this time. After watching one massacre after another... Only Sylas would ever dare to participate in something like this.

Sylas felt the world warp around him and he was instantly transported to the center of the arena, the space he had been waiting in feeling like a whole world away.

There was a ripple, and the behemoth that appeared soon after seemed taken aback for a moment before his gaze landed on the puny Sylas before him.

Sylas didn't recognize this person, but everyone else did. That was because before Sylas awoke, Nosphaleen had killed someone in brutal fashion who looked almost identical to this man.

The 033 Sanctum's Borun.

Instantly, there was a flash of fierceness in the huge man's eyes. His blue skin rippled, his gills flashing open and closed.

His cousin had died brutally at the hands of Nosphaleen.

"Bring her out," he growled.

Though he hadn't been aware of what happened, he was pretty sure of what the problem was now. It didn't take a genius to figure out.

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