Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 1650

Chapter 1650 Converging?

Sylas' eyes cleared to find many figures looking at him, only for it to blur once again. He found someone who had ironically appeared before him just like this not long ago. But Elbrum's expression was far less lofty and unreadable this time.

While to most it wouldn't look as though much had changed at all, Sylas could feel the difference... the difference in a man who had lost some of his edge, some of his confidence, and some of his grit.

This wasn't a man who was nearly as sure of himself as he had been the first time Sylas stood before him.

There was a subtle acceptance of inferiority no matter whether he wanted to accept it or not.

As for Sylas, his expression was much the same. There wasn't the slightest hint of additional arrogance, and maybe it was at that point that everyone seemed to realize where the true roots of Sylas' indifference lay... There was too little capable of fazing him.

Even now, he felt unfathomable. They should have already seen all the cards he had to play, but they were no longer so sure. How many things had he shown versus how many things had he still yet to show?

What was he still hiding even now?

Before Elbrum could say anything, though, Ekear appeared by Sylas' side. His own momentum was likewise calm, but there was just the slightest quiver in the seven blades of various shapes that rested in a line of rows down his back.

Elbrum's gaze flickered with rage for a moment before it vanished. He didn't look at Ekear, his gaze remaining rested on Sylas.

"You have surprised me. I have to admit that I had no belief that you would make it so far. Will you participate in the D-tier as well?"

"No," Sylas replied.

Elbrum's gaze narrowed. "Are you sure?"

"I am sure." Sylas looked up. "I'm not sure your world will last very long in this state. There probably won't be the formation of a D-tier battlefield in the first place."

Elbrum had been prepared to speak after Sylas confirmed, only for his pupils to flicker when he heard the latter half of the words.

"You..."

"I am not a fan of the Emperor Sanctum," Sylas said. "I'd prefer not to continue having this façade of a back and forth if I don't have to."

Elbrum's eyes truly seemed to be the most expressive part of him, each one opening wide. There was even the slightest flicker of an amethyst aura around him.

This was purely coincidental, an instinct that flared to life by reflex alone. He didn't actually have any intention of attacking directly; he valued his own life far too much. The problem wasn't that he feared Ekear, not even remotely. It was the system he feared.

However, to his shock...

"What did you just say to me-?"

Elbrum's Scorpion Emperor momentum was wiped out as though it didn't exist. He pulled on his Will, thinking it was a fluke, only to find that he couldn't muster up any of it at all.

"You..."

Elbrum looked from Sylas to Ekear and then back again, not understanding. Somehow, it felt like they were both suppressing him, but he couldn't understand how something like that would be possible.

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