Genetic Ascension

Chapter 1729 Fairness [Bonus]

[Bonus chapter thanks to TheAuthor137. I hope your family treated you like a plot hole this Christmas]

Intelligence wasnʼt just a matter of gathering a set of facts and acting on it. Maybe that would work on paper, but in the real world, people had varying emotional states, their own goals and aspirations, their own methods of doing things.

Sylas might seem like someone who did things strictly by the book, a man who lacked understanding of people. But he had never been like this.

As easily as he was able to decipher the words on a page, he could usually understand the inner workings of a person by observing them.

The reason Sylas was so intelligent was because he was capable of taking into account not only the facts on the ground but the hidden secrets in a personʼs heart.

He knew that the Leava Clanʼs best Rune Master would come after him because he understood what Dominus Paragon could do to a personʼs psyche. He knew that the young master of the Purvon Clan would be here somewhere, likely standing in a tower overlooking everything, because he understood that the young man was almost the same sort of person he was-his ego might be huge, but he knew when to take a step back when need be.

And he knew, after interacting with Salivar, that as arrogant and impulsive as the latter seemed, he would never- never once-consider placing his Guild at such risk if not for the implicit consent of those far more powerful than himself.

So the question was... why was the Seeing Eye Guild so confident? Why were they willing to take on this boon of Karma?

This secret tingled at something at the back of Sylasʼ mind, and he knew that the situation had changed.

If the Seeing Eye Guild was willing to go so far, they might be more aggressive than he could ever imagine, which also likely meant that the Purvon Clan young heir wouldnʼt be enough to protect his life any longer.

Yet, Sylas had yet to accomplish his goal. This was the only path he had to improving his Glassborn Cryst Emperor Class to E-tier. If he failed to do so here, he would have to abandon this Class.

Unfortunately, there was no easy way for him to undo such a selection.

Theoretically, if he deepened his comprehension of his body enough, he could peel away the layers of his body that Glassborn Cryst Emperor interacted with just enough to remove the Class entirely. But since there was no ”Class” layer of the body, Extricate would need to be quite precise and utilize knowledge Sylas didnʼt yet have to accomplish this.

Such a detour would take Sylas easily a decade or two to complete, and that probably didnʼt include the time it would take him to find a comparable Class to replace it. And who knew if that Class would have an even more ridiculous demand of him to improve it to E-tier as well.

This was Sylasʼ best chance. Otherwise, his body would become incredibly unbalanced.

And what was the point of doing all this-of putting his name out there, of making an enemy of the entire Seeing Eye Guild...

Only to come back empty-handed?

Sylas wasnʼt one above cutting his losses when the time came, and the situation was certainly changing rapidly around him. But he also knew that without risk, there was no reward.

If he wanted to accomplish what he wanted to, if he wanted to stare through that ceiling into its maw once again, if he wanted to control his own life-truly control it... There was only one path.

Sylas slapped his palms together.

Right this moment, there was no one watching him at all. He was stuck in a no-manʼs land where the system felt like things should be over-but it wasnʼt.

While this was happening, Salivarʼs body was probably being reconstructed, and any time now, Sylas would probably likewise be thrust into an E-tier battle.

Sure, that was his goal from the very start anyway. But it would have been on his terms, and right now, the Seeing Eye Guild was probably trying to make it on theirs.

He wasnʼt a fan.

Unfortunately for them, they had stretched themselves too thin.

They were, in one part, cheating death by reversing the clear severing of a life by replacing it with another. At the same time, they were obscuring the systemʼs view of a Quicktime Event so important that the Karmic Balance of an entire Heaven hung as the spoils of war. And on top of all that... They were trying to keep him, Sylas Grimblade, in their clutches all the while.

He was doubly not a fan of that.

In that case, he would take the opportunity to show them their place.

Chains rattled on Sylasʼ arms, his Scorned Wraps writhing. Flames bloomed, and the world shook and shifted.

Sylas wasnʼt able to accomplish complex tasks with the Scorned Wraps. They were designed to obscure the vision of the system. The more he tried to do, the more of a chance he risked of exposing himself.

But right now, he didnʼt need to do anything complex. He didnʼt even need to target the main system at all.

He just needed to do a single thing.

Obstruct the Seeing Eye Guildʼs system.

So-called ”systems” beneath the Demi-God Realm-and honestly beneath the God Realm, for that matter-werenʼt considered true systems. They were almost like add-ons to the main system, piggybacking off of it.

While even systems of God Clans were similar in this way, they could be considered to be far more independent than their lesser counterparts.

On the fringes, though, these organization-specific systems were quite good. At the very least, right now, it was stalling things for Salivar.

But this Salivar had already lost once. Was it all that fair for him to come back even more powerful than before, with his full slate of abilities at his fingertips?

Fairness wasnʼt something Sylas cared all that much about. That was why he didnʼt mind kicking an injured man while he was down.