Genetic Ascension

Chapter 1312: One Way

Sparks of lightning danced in Sylas’ eyes, a sharpness radiating from him until his skin almost looked like it was outfitted with a thin layer of glass. His hair had practically become sharp strands of crystal that slowly faded to its original black. And yet, from time to time, as the sun continued to rise over the horizon and its rays beamed through their filaments, it looked as though the effect had remained.

Sylas exhaled a breath, the fogginess of it sparking like thundering rain clouds from the corners of his mouth. However, he seemed completely unimpressed.

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[Name: Sylas Grimblade]

[Species: Human Simioid (D)]

[Affiliation: Legacy 7777; Progenitor of Earth; Golden Grove Elder; Beast Warlord Sanctum 073]

[Class: Glassborn Cryst Emperor (Legendary (F))]

[Class: Primal Lord (Silver (F))]

[Profession: Vipermancer (Bronze (E))]

[Profession: Runeweaver (EEE+)]

[Level: 50]

[Coins: 837 111 132 382 (F); 8 212 261 (E); 1 232 (D)]

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It was about as he expected. Every time he had an enormous breakthrough in his Glassvolt Aether Path, his Gene Class followed along. This was even more exaggerated than the Glassborn Cryst Emperor Raw Template he got from his rewards.

Essentially, his ability to progress his Gene Class forward was far superior to practically anyone else due to these two Seeds within him. However, despite having the Chaotic Simioid Raw Template, his Primal Lord Gene Class was still Silver and lagging far behind.

But he knew how to fix that.

He looked toward Khan.

”How do I get to Ape Warlord territory?”

Khan was still in the middle of blinking. ”Aren’t you going to... absorb that?”

His gaze shifted toward the Gold Gene in Sylas’ palm.

”I haven’t decided yet.”

There was a flicker in Khan’s eyes when he heard this, and then he sighed.

”Well... now that’s quite the interesting choice of words, now isn’t it? And now you want to go to the Ape Warlords? I can’t imagine that’s because you want to join them?”

Khan’s head tilted to the side, and there was a hint of danger in his tone, his aura leaking out. However, much like Sylas had said already...

A D-tier was still a D-tier, no matter how close they were to the C-tier.

Sylas stared back, his gaze indifferent, his eyes carrying more depth now than they seemingly had ever before. It didn’t feel like you were looking at flesh and blood at all, but instead a beautifully sculpted glass orb, perfectly replicated twice over.

There were so many bouncing lights, various shades of green, and mirror-like depths in his irises that it didn’t feel like you were looking at a human anymore at all.

”I guess I was wrong,” Khan eventually said. ”You’re a lot crazier than a firecracker. Gwenu still has some sense of belonging and measure when she does things. You, however... really know how to push things to the extreme limit. I guess you really could get away with some wild things in short order because of the current situation.”

After another long while, he shook his head.

”It’s not complicated. I’m sure you can figure it out. The teleportation hub is at the bottom of the mountain. I’m not helping you get there, though. If you’re too slow, that’s your problem.”

Sylas flickered and vanished before the words finished. Khan was clearly wasting his time. If it was that easy to figure out, then he would.

A flash of lightning appeared a distance away, and the howl of the Hollow Wing pierced through the skies.

Khan was surprised again, wondering what in the hell that creature was before it flashed and vanished, crossing over 30 kilometers as though it was nothing at all.

A journey that should have taken Sylas days, given his strength, was cut to a few microseconds.

’What the hell?’

The problem wasn’t the height of the mountain. It was the danger on it. Khan had felt that Sylas would probably get trapped somewhere and be forced to have someone save him. But he just made it down the mountain in an instant instead.

Khan stood up and seemed about to do something before he paused. He shook his head again and then sat back down.

”Whatever. They brought it onto themselves, I guess. I wonder if this’ll make master’s negotiating power better or worse, though.”

...

Sylas appeared in a familiar hub after the teleportation completed. With a sweep of his gaze, he found that Khan was at least not lying about one thing. It was fairly straightforward to get to the Ape Sanctum. Everything was clearly marked and delineated.

However, actually going was another matter.

You couldn’t just go to another moon as a person not of that Sanctum just because you wanted to. He didn’t have the necessary prerequisites. On top of that, just because he got there didn’t mean that he would be able to access anything that he wanted either.

There were rules and procedures to everything, and he didn’t have the strength to just do as he pleased.

He also might be a genius Rune Master, but this was an organization built by C-tier Rune Masters far superior to himself. The same tricks and advantages he could take advantage of in a small corner of the universe like the Milky Way weren’t things that he could even begin to replicate here.

So what was he going to do?

Maybe Khan was right to be so lackadaisical. It wasn’t as though an F-tier could flip the Sanctum on its head even if he wanted to—least of all the Ape Sanctum, one of the four absolute strongest.

Sylas didn’t have a plan immediately yet either. What he did know from what Khan had mentioned, though, was that he didn’t have much time to work with and very little room to make something happen.

And then his eyes landed on it.

’Hm... maybe that’s the only way...’

The idea of getting his hands on the fundamental Strokes of the Ape Warlord Armor was probably impossible. In that case, he would have to study it himself.

In that case, there was only one way to do that.

His gaze landed on the F-tier Ranking List, with his name at the very top.