Genetic Ascension

Chapter 2045: Lush Volatility

This mountain was seemingly a projection of Will, but it was a Will originating from a certain place, a place that didnʼt seem to actually be Earth.

But then Sylas thought of his journey to the center of the world.

Back then, he had ended up in a land with dinosaurs and powerful creatures as far as the eye could see. But then, it had suddenly become an illusion and he instead found himself bound and bled.

He had barely survived that encounter and all this time he thought that place was simply a projection of a dream, of expectations he thought might be reasonable, but never of something that was actually there.

Was he wrong?

The alignment of the City of Gold and the Celestial Republic, the tectonic movement of Earthʼs plates, complex deductions he had made long ago shifted far more easily in Sylasʼ mind and then he abruptly vanished.

”NO.”

The roars of Heaven and Fathomless fell on deaf ears. They didnʼt even know how Sylas had managed to disappear from their pressure in the first place. But by this point, it was already too late.

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Sylas appeared in a world of lush volatility. It seemed like an odd description, until you realized that the beauty of the forest was combined with carnivorous plants that should have long been extinct and violet UV rays from a sun that couldnʼt decide whether it wanted to be red or amethyst.

If Sylas had stood here just months ago, he might have died immediately. The rays alone were continuously eating away at his Will as though it wouldnʼt be satisfied until he was burnt to a crisp.

However, Sylas found the world to be all too familiar.

It was that very same world he had thought to be an illusion.

But this time...

He took a step and the healthy soil shifted beneath his feet.

... It was very much real.

And ahead, at the center of it all, was a mountain that stood as tall as a world, emitting a pressure that suppressed everything beneath it.

Sylas took another step and this time, he was instantly at its foot.

A roar came from the side and the snapping jaws of a T. Rex descended upon him.

Sylas frowned, time slowing to a crawl and then completely stopping as he looked over at the creature. This wasnʼt actual time stopping, but instead his perception speeding up so much that it might as well have his Progenitor Flame Ability.

Part of the reason it was so powerful now was because he was back on Earth, but a much larger part of the sudden change was because his mind was simply on another level now. He could withstand more of the reality bending by a great measure... Enough to see that this creature was far more powerful than it should be.

It wasnʼt Mortal. This was a Demi-God.

Sylasʼ body flashed and retreated.

BANG.

The T. Rex took a large chunk out of the earth, biting right through it before its large head whipped toward Sylas.

It took a step and in an instant, it was already upon Sylas.

There was a flicker in Sylasʼ gaze and Runes instantly appeared around him. His perception was moving so fast it was practically immediate.

The T. Rexʼs jaws were surrounded by a complex magic circle of Runes.

When it tried to bite down, all of its powerful downward force reversed.

It was like a pair of mighty, god-like hands had descended and peeled its jaw apart, ripping its head in two.

The T. Rex didnʼt even know how it died. Even as it bled out, it couldnʼt understand what complex application of space it would have taken to turn its own power against it like that.

Sylas had only retreated a single time. Even when the T. Rex appeared before him this time, he hardly shifted.

So what if the T. Rex was a Demi-God? As far as he could tell, it was only a D-tier.

If there was Demi-God Aura here, then he could draw Demi-God Runes.

He was a Fathomless Rune Creator on the world he was the Progenitor of, using two Progenitor Flame Abilities.

What chance did it stand?

Sylas took a step forward and raised a palm. Large amounts of blood were pulled out from the T. Rexʼs body, forming a pool of Blood Essence pulsing with endless waves of density and might.

He sent it into the Hibernation Realm for Gogo.

Sylas could tell that the baby Basilisk King wasnʼt happy with him at all. Even after all the fun he had had the first time Sylas let him out, Gogo didnʼt ask to be let out again like he usually did.

This would usually be the exact sort of time that Gogo would ask to be let out the most. There were no larger Clans here, certainly no one that would want him for his bloodline. There was just wildlife and beasts.

But even now he showed no interest in coming out.

Gogo couldnʼt understand why Nosphaleen had to die. So what if there were two wives? If the first wife didnʼt like it, put her in her place and then take the second one.

It was that simple to the baby Basilisk King. And maybe even if Gogo grew and matured, that would still be his line of thinking. He was a beast, after all, who had chosen his future wife the moment he laid eyes on her.

These werenʼt things that Sylas could explain to Gogo. The latter could already see enough of his mind to understand, and Sylas wasnʼt a fan of explaining himself.

But that didnʼt mean he wouldnʼt continue to treat his Contract properly.

This blood was a godsend right now. This was exactly the sort of thing that Gogo needed. Otherwise, given his Contractʼs current abilities, it would be extremely difficult to find things for him to eat.

Sylas sent the body into the Hibernation Realm soon afterward and then unhurriedly began to walk toward the mountain again.

Something told him that it would only continue to get more treacherous.