Genetic Ascension

Chapter 1484: Monkey [1500 GT Bonus]

Sylas didnʼt need to come across exact replicas of Ancient Serpentes to know of them. The knowledge was his so long as he willed it to be. He had never spent a particularly long time on this information because he knew that the odds he would come across one were too low.

The sheer amount of information, intricacies, and secrets these ancient lineages held went far too deep for him to consider them for long.

But... he had a general understanding of them all.

The World Serpent and the Ouroboros were two of the Legendary creatures.

it was clear that the Ouro and Boros Races were somehow related to this Ancient Serpentes, but they had veered so far from it that they no longer even registered as Serpentes to Sylas. Instead, they had become something else—the Hydra.

The World Serpent, of all the serpents, was known to have the strongest poison there was. However, even that wasnʼt its true ability.

Natural disasters, a control over the ocean and water, of earth in all its infinite scope.

To call down storms and tsunamis from above, and drown you in waves from below.

The scope of power of this creature was impossible to fathom, and it was said that when it grew large enough that it could wrap its body around a world, it was capable of instantly controlling every aspect of its environment.

However, that tree... Sylas hadnʼt known about it.

Something was off.

The reason he reached the conclusion that this King Serpent was a World Serpent was because of the aura he sensed after the tree was released, not because of the tree itself. In fact, that tree was tied to a third Legendary Serpentes.

The Sin Emperor.

Even Sylasʼ Vipermancy Profession had very little information on this Serpent. All Sylas knew was that it was related to this very tree that stretched from the beginning of time to the very end, experiencing every moment of reality from start to finish as though it was nothing but a single moment.

Why did a World Serpent have control over the Sin Emperorʼs Will Manifestation?

The Will on Sylasʼ blade fizzled out in the face of a tree, and what little part of it tried to hold on shattered to pieces.

The moment his Will was struck apart, Sylas felt a blast of heated breath, the roar of the King Serpent slamming against him in a wall of wind as though the world itself had chosen to attack him.

Free of his Domain and the Basiliskʼs control, the King Serpent rose out of the ground entirely, its body bulging with strength and might.

It raised its head to the skies, the water that had erupted from the lake solidifying into spears that tore across the skies toward Sylas. At the same time, cyclones formed in the air high above, bolts of lightning as black as night and as silver as twinkling stars churning amongst one another.

Sylasʼ pupils pulsed and he summoned his Beast Totem. His presence alone should have been enough to suppress this F-tier Serpentes until it didnʼt dare to raise its head. But since it wasnʼt working, he would have to be far more active.

The instant he did, a spear of water appeared before him and his palm of silver separated into nine distinct pieces, three forming shields as tall as two meters. They lined up in series at an angle to Sylasʼ side as though the shingles of a suburban rooftop. Chi. Chi. Chi.

The spear shot across the first surface, glancing off of it and then hitting the second. It all happened so fast it was practically as though it had hit all three at the same time, causing the blade of the projectile to barely miss Sylasʼ cheek.

Sylas took a heavy step back in the air, power erupting across his quads. A pulse of violent air shot down from the soles of his feet, shattering the ground below as he stood his ground, parrying another series of water spears with another line of silver shields.

He stood high in the skies as though a protective cone had formed around him, blasting lines of shattering sound waves and spluttering air and water echoing around him. Slapping his palms together, Sylasʼ Aether erupted.

[Glassvolt Throne].

If this World Serpent wanted to make this a battle for control over this world, he would oblige.

Whichever of them was slower would die.

And Sylas didnʼt lose.

[Your understanding of has deepened]( has reached Common Mastery] Arrogant.

Was he?

Everyone he came across seemed to think so. But what Sylas himself hadnʼt realized was that arrogance was exactly what he needed to progress [Glassvolt Throne].

He wasnʼt coming here to comprehend a world.

He was coming to conquer it.

Sparks of emerald lightning danced across Sylasʼ body as his Throne appeared high in the skies. A clash of Wills colored green and black-silver rampaged, splitting the clouds into a chaotic whirlwind of two dancing personas.

Sylas stomped a foot and shot forward, his shields of silver parrying away the King Serpentʼs efforts to spear him down until fist met snout.

BOOM.

The air erupted around them and both shot backward before coming to grinding halts.

A chaotic presence oozed out from Sylas.

“You damned monkey!”

The King Serpent only became more furious as it sensed the Great Ape aura leaking out from Sylasʼ body upon the activation of [Chaotic Menace].

Sylas didnʼt reply, his hair becoming blacker, as did the whites of his eyes. A crown of broken, bloody swords appeared above his head and his power shook the skies as his Scorpion Warlord Armor formed around him as well.

The King Serpent lost its mind to fury.

Taking advantage of a Basilisk King was one thing.

To take advantage—and yet still deem yourself capable of having so many other conflicting auras...

Did this boy have no respect for True King Beasts?

“DIE. DIE. DIE.”

The ancient tongue of the King Serpent peeled across the skies as the trees in the surroundings began to wither. Large swarms of energy piled toward it, its prowess skyrocketing as its body explosively increased in size.