Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 1315

Chapter 1315: Fluctuating Leaderboard

It wasn’t difficult for Sylas to tell who they were. They were more than likely Raul Gorak, number 17, and Riusar Vekius, number 9. This wasn’t just because he felt Torin Kael, number 3, would take the longest to appear, but because he had gotten more of a feel for how strong they should be by observing from afar.

The thing was, though... it didn’t really matter which of them it was.

Raul and Riusar looked like a pair of brothers. They came from a race with particularly large hands and forearms, something that should have looked out of place on their bodies but somehow just... fit.

Their skin was leathery to stony depending on the section and how the sun hit them, while their eyes seemed to sink into their skulls, their forehead’s bone practically forming an overhang that shaded them from the sun.

"Holy shit, a pair of Neanderthals in the flesh. This is embarrassing, I wasn’t planning on meeting the grandparents anytime soon," Alex said, a bit flushed. "Listen, I know she’s naked, but we really didn’t do anything, I promise. I would never disrespect my future wife like this. But this guy Sylas? Between you and me, he’s always had a temper and has no idea how to treat the fairer sex."

Raul and Riusar both looked toward Alex, an aura that nearly shattered the latter’s knees falling over him. Luckily, it was Old Brama that appeared to save him from a terrible fate.

"How about less talking if you don’t have the strength to back it up?" Brama hissed in his ears.

Truthfully, as powerful as the old man was, he wasn’t comfortable with being here at all. There were certainly countless in the Sanctum more powerful than him, although he was confident in putting his Rune Mastery up against anyone.

The trouble was that with the path he had chosen to take, after pouring so much money into Andromeda, the money he had left over to outfit himself with what would allow his greatest strengths to be displayed was highly limited.

It could be said that Old Brama was at maybe 5–10% of his actual strength output potential right now, and there was little they could do to fix that unless they dismantled Andromeda and used it for parts. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

Whether it was Old Brama or Sylas, though, neither wanted to see that.

"What do you mean?" Alex said with a bright smile. "I have you and Sylas."

Old Brama almost wanted to knock Alex’s head off his shoulders.

"Who are you?" Raul growled, standing to his feet. Seemingly carrying the arrogance of a Sanctum disciple, he faced off against the C-tier as though he might leap into battle with him instead. "Outsiders aren’t allowed in the Sanctum."

"Actually," Alex coughed, "this isn’t technically the Sanctum, it’s just the gathering hub—read your rule book for once. And second, I’ve already told you that Psycho Syl over there isn’t very patient. Or is it that you’re scared to fight him and want to find an excuse to delay?"

"Scared?!" Raul’s voice boomed. But before he could say more, Riusar placed a hand on his shoulder.

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