Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 1622

Chapter 1622 Nothing

Elbrum's eyes narrowed into near slits. His pupils moved from side to side as though slowly observing everything he was seeing before him.

This... he didn't quite expect. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

In truth, he still 100% sure how Sylas had pulled off what he did earlier. However, if he had to guess, he assumed that it was related to his strength as a Summoner.

After all, Sylas had essentially taken a humanoid and made them several times stronger. This was what Summoners did, so it made sense he would have the ability to buff.

What he didn't quite understand was how this was related to the boost to the Warlord Armor.

As for Sylas delaying the teleportation, that was easier to ignore. There were a myriad of ways that could have been done and Elbrum was less invested in this.

If he had known that Sylas didn't use an external treasure but instead his own Archon Casting to do it... it was hard to say if he would truly still be so casual about it all.

But regardless of that, the current situation... it wasn't easy to dismiss.

The death of an Analei, the heavy injury to Starell, the deaths of not just one, but two Princes of the Thryskai.

It was a complete shit show.

Not a single time did Elbrum ever consider what Sylas' backing might have been, assumign that if it was something decent he would know.

But now it was the only question consuming his mind.

"That Scorpion Armor. It's perfect, isn't it?" The Emperor Dove said with narrowed eyes.

Elbrum didn't reply, but the look in his eyes said all that needed to be said.

The Emperor Dove chuckled. "That aura feels familiar, no?"

"Watch your mouth, Deacon."

"Hoho, sorry, sorry, my bad. Didn't expect to hit such a sensitive topic. But you know, if he has that aura, and comes from the 073 Sanctum, I wonder if his master knows what's going on here."

Elbrum eyes sharpened to the point a radiant amethyst began to exude from him. His Emperor Scorpion Armor seemed to half form, the end of his tail—missing its body-hovering above its head while wisps of a violet flame hovered over a single eye as though a partial visor.

The Emperor Dove didn't back down jokingly this time, though, his own Armor likewise half forming. A single wing, more beautiful than words could accurately describe, extended from his left shoulder blade, a white flame hover before his right eye likewise in the shape of a partial visor.

"What? You want to fight it out here?"

The grin on his face widened.

"Do you think I fear doing that? Would you even be a match for me?"

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