Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 1641

Chapter 1641 Audacity

Leemtra didn't know the exact reasons why she would be told to target Sylas, but she wasn't the sort to go back on receiving orders. Her respect for the latter was about the same as those on the outside. She really wasn't sure how an F-tier could make it so far. Even the best F-tiers of the top three Sanctums couldn't possibly do this.

What she did know was that whatever methods Sylas had been using before, it no longer mattered now. She couldn't see through Sylas' stats, but she, much like many of the Sanctum, was quite good at reading Will pressure.

She had a general feel for how powerful Sylas' stats were, and she knew that they weren't nearly strong enough for him to have used raw power to make it this far.

While she had seen him defeat Fulnum, that also didn't move her. Any one of them could easily kill Fulnum with a single strike as well, and they wouldn't break a sweat or even have to move like Sylas had to.

She wasn't sure what she expected to see when Sylas finally made his presence known, but somehow the calm still shocked her.

This wasn't the sort of calm that was placed on top of a crippling anxiety in order to maintain face for the rest of the world. It was real calm-the sort of calm only someone used to standing at the very top of every situation could possibly manage.

But she didn't understand how he could possibly be like this.

Leemtra slowly looked to the side, her pupils splitting into two, then three as she swept a gaze over Robareda and Amende, her heart shaking.

These two wore expressions as cold as ice. They hadn't spoken a word, they hadn't gotten jittery, but the auras radiating from them were practically shattering space under their pressure alone, their Wills so heavy the world bent toward them.

These two were on a completely different level, even in comparison to the geniuses of the top three Sanctums. At least in the E-tier, even the 003 Sanctum didn't have a genius capable of rivaling them, and maybe that was why they didn't even bother to appear for this event while the 007 Sanctum had been all but dragged here.

Leemtra looked to her side and at her small troop of just under a hundred or so Scorpion Warlords. There was only one of their top four Warlord Lineages with them, a Lion Warlord who was quite silent and demure compared to other Lion Warlords.

He was huge, but he had the disposition of a gentle giant, his eyes sunken and his expression looking almost as though he would have preferred to be somewhere busy knitting rather than standing on a battlefield.

Normally, Leemtra would feel a great deal of confidence in having Alfonz with them. But for some reason, she was getting a very, very bad feeling right now.

"His head is mine," Amende said, taking a step forward. His aura morphed into that of a wild ape, its maw and sharp, curved canines roaring at the world.

While the roar itself was silent, the waves of Will that shattered the space around him were very much not. The waters Sylas stood on even began to buck and compress, waves kicking back. Tsunamis would have even begun to form if not for how heavy the Will falling atop it was.

He was someone no one would want to get in the way of. And yet, Robareda did, taking a step forward herself.

She didn't say a single word, but there was something quite intimidating about that gentle and soothing appearance of hers. It made her unpredictable in a way that even Amende wasn't.

All she did was look at him, and yet their Wills clashed wildly in the air, the fluctuations shaking the earth beneath their feet and rocking the world.

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