Genetic Ascension

Chapter 1741 Fear

Sylasʼ eyes opened when a familiar sloppy face appeared before him. Honestly speaking, he didnʼt know for certain if the Sloth would appear, but he had a good guess at it.

The Sloth wasnʼt exactly the only one he was waiting for. Actually, the one he was truly waiting for was the Glutton. But he hadnʼt appeared yet.

Sylas knew for a fact that the Glutton was a D-tier. He was able to reverse engineer the latterʼs strength by calculating how long it took for the Madness Key to react.

According to Fanelei, the Madness Key started reacting because it was separated from his Scorned Wraps. The longer it spent separated, the larger the area it scouted out.

This gave Sylas a radius for the region the Glutton was in. However, it also told him how power the Glutton was.

That was because the Madness Key didnʼt react if the strength gap was too large, or else there wouldnʼt be much of a point to pitting them against one another.

Due to that, Sylas knew exactly how strong the Glutton was. He had factored in the possibility of the Sloth appearing as well... but he had given it quite a low probabity.

That was because the Sloth had been teleported to a random location in the universe, and he was incredibly lazy. He might deem getting involved in all of this far too troublesome. However... The Sloth that Sylas had dealt with back then was only a clone. Meaning, the real Sloth was more than capable of making another.

If Sylas was someone who was incredibly lazy, but also needed to improve because he was afraid of dying, he would likely choose to store his main body in a place that was both safe, and had easy access to most locations in the universe—especially the ones with the highest opportunity.

Fanelei had said that Madness Disciples avoided the strongest Horizons for fear of retaliation, but was the threat the same if you were only sending clones in the first place?

Another reason Sylas though the Sloth might appear is that there was a small chance that even though the path of the Sloth and Glutton were very unlike, two Madness Disciples-even of differing paths-might very well be attracted to the same things.

Maybe the Glutton wasnʼt the only one here, there might be others. And where there were others, why not the Sloth?

Coupling all that with how many places Sylasʼ face had been projected in the last few days, the Sloth might come here precisely just to deal with him for snatching the Reaper Sealwright Profession. The Sloth might even have a method of snatching it back.

For the Sloth to appear here first, though, it was still a bit out of Sylasʼ expectations. But not enough for him to be shocked...

He had assigned it a 30% possibility, and it seemed his luck had done him in again.

This would make things more troublesome. His plans wouldnʼt work as easily like this, and the Sloth was an especially annoying enemy.

On the one hand, Sylas was more likely to survive fighting someone so lazy, and his ability practically took out everyone else as well, slowing them to the point Sylas wasnʼt even paying any attention to them at all.

But on the other... how many methods of delay and life-saving would someone like the Sloth have? Even if Sylas out-smarted him, it wouldnʼt matter when the 137th contingency plan kicked in for him.

There was a reason even Sylas just decided to forcefully teleport the Sloth away last time. And that was back when the Sloth was limited to the F-tier.

Now, this was very clearly not an F-tier Sloth. This might not even be a clone. But even if it was, it was certainly the strongest clone the Sloth could make.

Without the restrictions of the Champion Tower, he would have sent the best he could manage.

And now he was hovering not far from Sylas, looking at him with a sigh practically hanging his eyes.

”Letʼs do this... the easy way, okay? Just give... me what I want... and I can help you... leave here. I have quite... a few escape measures you... would be interested... in.”

Sylas didnʼt move. He was still waiting. Waiting for the Glutton to appear. He needed him here. If it was just the Sloth, this wouldnʼt work.

This time, the Sloth really did sigh. ”Why... do you always... have to be so... stubborn...”

The Slothʼs skin was melting as though it was wax, a gross smell that choked the senses wafting from him. He seemed even more grotesque now than before.

Sylas didnʼt say anything. The Sloth always tried to do things the easiest way, but in reality, the fact he appeared left him in a bind too.

He couldnʼt just take Sylas away, or else he would be chased by everyone. And obviously, whatever method he had of escape wasnʼt so easy to use, and any such treasure like that would only work for a single person at a time according to Sylasʼ understanding of things.

And that was if it existed at all and the Sloth wasnʼt just lying.

Meaning... if Sylas didnʼt cooperate, the Sloth would need to steal his Profession right here and now, and all within 10 minutes before C-tiers were allowed to join. Otherwise, even he would be screwed.

The Sloth might be lazy, but he was certainly smart enough to understand this. So, when he saw Sylasʼ lack of a response, he raised his hand to attack.

And that was when it happened.

Sylasʼ eyes sharply sharpened as a figure that looked like a homeless man walked forward. Bandages that wrapped his ankles and wrists dragged along the ground, his tattered and worn cloak following suit.

His bare feet raised up and crossed into the Slothʼs slowing domain as though it wasnʼt there at all.

The Sloth realized the change instantly, his head snapping back.

That was when Sylas saw an expression on the Slothʼs face he hadnʼt seen before...

Fear.