Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 1503

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The Sloth shook his head, feeling annoyed but realizing that things weren't going to be as easy as he wanted them to be. Many of his abilities were crafted to make things easier on himself.

The iterations Sylas kept destroying so easily were reflections of timelines where he could win with the least amount of effort. But it seemed that Sylas' control over time wasn't just better than his, but several orders of magnitude greater.

Not only was Sylas not confused, he directly shattered them.

But that left the Sloth feeling like Sylas was truly too arrogant. He preferred to use absolute power rather than take a more clever approach. If Sylas' sense of time was really so much more superior to his, then he should have spent the extra effort to use the Sloth's technique against him.

If the Sloth thought he had the upper hand but was actually confused about what was actually happening, then Sylas could take the chance to land a devastating death blow before he could react.

Instead, he had chosen to aura farm cool points.

As much disgust as Sylas had for him, the Sloth had maybe even more for him.

Pathetic.

This time, Sylas didn't see the Sloth get up. In one moment, he was on the ground, and in the next his claws were before Sylas again, extending as though a finger tapping the surface of a calm lake. But Sylas knew that there was nothing serene about this finger.

If it touched him, it could rip right through his defenses.

He took a single step back, his Morphic Silver Bearings flashing into being around him as though the shroud of silver wings curving from his back.

Sylas glided along the ground, his gaze sharp as the weaving lines of his irises pulsed. They layered into his tesseract one after another, forming a complex mesh of Runes that slashed down.

Coming to a stop, his aura pulsed with a deathly radiance, his Scorpion Warlord Armor piecing together once then twice over. In an instant, his Physical rose by another 50%, reaching over 150,000 points.

However, unlike before, the growth was far less superficial. Even without Martial Demonic Arts active, Sylas' Legendary Genes pulsed with life, and he immediately adapted to his new body.

The Morphic Silver Bearings shattered apart into a rain of mercury, slashing lines of space cutting grooves into Sloth's robes.

BANG. BANG. BANG.

Sylas' eyes narrowed as his spatial blades actually did nothing to the man, but he was unmoved as Sloth appeared before him again.

His Speed was impossibly fast. There was nothing slothiike about it at all.

However, Sylas had already grasped why that was. The Sloth didn't seem like a Rune Master—probably because the bastard was too lazy to even learn. But his Will was exceptional, and his ability to impose that Will onto the world was second to none. Sylas had never seen anyone with this level of capability.

Whatever level his Will was at, it was beyond Marked. In fact, it might be at Infinite just like his own. The latest_epɪ_sodes are on_the novel※fire.net

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