Genetic Ascension

Chapter 1035  Silver Genes

One after another, Sylas pressed the Silver Genes into himself. Lost in the intoxication of it all, he forgot about everything around him.

Sylas had rarely gotten the chance to integrate with Silver Genes before this. To feel the simplicity of the basic foundational Genes, and yet to also feel their underlying complexities at the same time made him experience true inadequacy.

He had thought that his control over his body had already reached the absolute limits of what was possible. He had a hard time fathoming how his control could get more perfect.

He had already learned how to use his tendons like whips long ago, and he had only grown more proficient with it. When it came to the efficiency of his muscles, their fluidity of movement, how he shifted his weight in one way for attack and another for defense…

The way he broke combat down in his mind was both so complex it could make oneʼs head spin, and yet so intuitive and natural to him that he hardly considered it much of a big deal anymore.

But as Sylas was taking in these Silver Genes, and even the Bronze Genes before, he was experiencing something different.

He didnʼt realize just how much his Mixed Martial Arts comprehension of before, and his current Mixed Demonic Arts, had influenced his combat style.

Sylas hadnʼt faced anyone he felt overwhelmed him in skill in close combat, or just combat in general, since the very first few months of the Summoning. Since then, he suffocated every opponent he came across, outmaneuvering them and making them feel like children on wobbling legs.

Part of that was just because he was mostly fighting other Earthlings, but in that mix, there were a great deal of powerhouses too with far more experience. Like the Sylphs…

Sylas thought that meant that he was on the right track with everything. But as he pressed these Silver Genes into himself, he realized that there was something different.

Power.

He wasnʼt overwhelming most of those experienced opponents with skill alone… he was out-smarting many of them, sure. But that wasnʼt necessarily a matter of skill. His mind was just more nimble than others.

At the same time, he was just stronger than most of the opponents he came across. His stats might seem weaker, but his Effectiveness was off the charts, and the unique array of abilities he had made up whatever remaining gap there was.

When he got his Mixed Martial Arts Comprehension, it only made the gap more exaggerated. His skill gained a cheat where it could read and assimilate the skill of those he came across, allowing him to outsmart them with even greater ease because he had an understanding of their combat styles that most opponents they came across wouldnʼt have.

But what about when his stats truly werenʼt strong enough to keep up? What about when his Mixed Demonic Arts Comprehension couldnʼt keep up or wasnʼt strong enough to make a difference?

If he stripped all of that away from himself, became a mere mortal, and had to fight against another true expert…

Just how much ”skill” would he truly have?

His mind drifted to the fist, kick, and various other martial arts methods he had mastered for the sake of bolstering his combat ability. He couldnʼt help but wonder…

Why had he stopped doing that after he integrated with his Mixed Martial Arts Comprehension?

Now, he was in this wider world, with such a large selection of martial arts to dip his toes into. Just how much more did he have to learn?

Sylas pressed the final Silver Gene into his chest.

ʼThatʼs it. I managed it…ʼ

He didnʼt know how much longer he would be able to conveniently get himself Gene Elixirs, especially when he was on the verge of the E-Grade. But at least now, he could manage it well enough.

Right now, his Gene State was Flexible, and that gave him a 65% chance. With Taboo Bond, he was able to tweak his Free Chaos to make his success rate practically 100%.

This was something he realized he could do during his Bronze Gene absorbing session.

But with the E-Grade looming overhead, not only would E-Grade Gene State Elixirs be much harder to find, but it would be a whole new ordeal to upgrade Taboo Bond to Level 95 to access Free Chaos again.

ʼIʼll have to see if I can establish some sort of other method. Otherwise, my progress in the E-Grade will slow to a crawl.ʼ

The door to Sylasʼ cage rushed open. Well, it wasnʼt really a cage, just a lab room. But it might as well have been.

Megean charged in, and her eyes immediately opened wide when she saw Sylas just sitting there. Then her eyes shifted to the chains on the ground.

”You…”

At that moment, the last of the wounds on Sylasʼ body were closing in real time. Her eyes opened even wider.

She didnʼt seem embarrassed in the slightest that Sylas was naked. That seemed to be more of a problem when it was herself. As for others, it didnʼt matter much.

The last time she had seen Sylas, he was as sickly as could be, a hole quite literally leaking in his gut. But right now, he looked like he had just awakened from a casual nap.

His healing factor… when had it suddenly become so good? And why was the aura he was radiating right now so strong?

Somehow, she felt inferior, but that was impossible. She was almost at the D-Grade. There was no way an F-Grade could make her feel inferior unless he was from a much higher Race.

But the Unitaurs were a D-Grade Race. The galaxy that Sylas came from could never produce such a Human. Not to mention the fact Sylas would have to be in the C-Grade to make her feel so oppressed, but that was even more impossible.

Megean was so distracted that she forgot what she had to say. Before she could regain her bearings, exactly what she didnʼt want to happen did.

Zayreus walked in, his eyes moving down to the chains shattered on the ground.