Genetic Ascension

Chapter 1652 A Claim [Bonus]

[Bonus thanks to Bryson_Clark... Alright, the grace period is over. Four is just excessive. Have some propriety, some grace, some fucking decorum. But I guess I canʼt expect class from a man with two first names, your ancestors were already asleep at the wheel] Sylasʼ vision swam, and when it solidified once again, he found himself standing in the same location he had been more than a week ago.

It was like he hadnʼt teleported across the vastness of the universe at all.

Well, it was like that for him. To those people around him, it was like they were hacking up their meals from the last month. The nausea hit them even more violently than the first time because not only were they not prepped, it was also far too jerky and abrupt.

This wasnʼt a normal teleportation. It was like they had been ripped back to a completely separate reality.

It was one of the worst things they had ever experienced.

Sylas looked up into the air again, only to find a figure standing high above.

Technically, they werenʼt just standing in the skies. In fact, they were hovering above the skies of the Scorpion Lineage Moon.

Gralith.

To his credit, the 713th Scorpion Warlord was quick on his feet. He had no idea what happened during the gathering, but what he did know was that whatever Sylas and Ekear had done to release him couldnʼt have been good.

Knowing their circumstances were probably not the best, he forcefully ended things.

If he was just the 713th Scorpion Warlord of the 073 Sanctum, he wouldnʼt be able to do this. But he had been fusing with his Spirit Beasts, allowing him to connect with the 001 Sanctum and 007 Sanctum all at once.

Using that advantage, he forced a disruption in all three connections, resulting in the failsafes the main Sanctum had put into place reversing.

These failsafes were actually in place in case the system decided to kick up a fuss about them interfering in weaker Horizons, but Gralith had used it to his advantage.

Ultimately, it wasnʼt entirely necessary to do things so hastily, but it was clear Sylas had already expected it to happen, while it was always better to be safe than sorry.

What Gralith didnʼt expect after this was what happened next.

A surge of Karma began to rise up out of the golden staircase, the skies rumbling.

BOOM.

A pulse of golden light filled the air, spreading out so far and wide it covered the entire galaxy in the blink of an eye.

The Spirit Beasts forming the cores of the Lineages all swam out from the Moons they resided in, roaring into the skies in a unified symphony.

Sylas knew what was happening immediately. It was the other benefit of what he had done.

They were no longer the 073 Sanctum.

They were the 001 Sanctum.

And with that came a surge of Karma and Luck-the sort of Karma and Luck one would only find in Horizons orders of magnitude more powerful than what one could find anywhere near here.

Pretty soon, their Sanctum would be birthing children with exaggerated strengths and attracting geniuses they likely didnʼt deserve.

But it also meant something else.

There would be quite a few powers very interested in this new center of strength, and right now, the 073-now 001 -Sanctum had no strength to protect it at all.

Sylas seemed to have his own thoughts on this matter, though.

Gralith surged down from the skies above, ignoring most everyone but his two disciples. He landed softly, somehow looking both the same and completely different.

Without a word, Sylas handed over what looked like a jade secretly inscribed with something.

Gralith looked at it, then sank his senses into it. After reading it for a moment, he nodded, understanding.

His head turned, landing on the Tiger Lineage. He flicked a finger, and the head of the 713th Tiger Warlord exploded. He flicked another finger, and the heads of several Lion Warlords exploded.

One death of a central figure after another shook the entire square.

Every prominent member of the Tiger Lineage was entirely wiped out, along with a decent segment of the Lion Lineage.

Prione couldnʼt even react in time. He was amongst the survivors, but his rage was restrained in his throat by his shock.

What the hell was happening?

”You...”

Gralith flicked a finger again, and Prione flinched, thinking he was dead. But instead, the jade almost hit him in the face. Luckily, he reacted in time to catch it.

Prione frowned, but eventually sank his mind into it much like Gralith had. As he read, his expression twisted and then became grave.

When his vision cleared, he looked toward Sylas.

On Sylasʼ very first day... he took down a group of pirates that had been terrorizing their Sanctum for centuries. That day, he caught a traitor—just a single one-but it had nearly caused a great deal of problems. Prione himself had gotten a bad taste in his mouth after that day. In fact, it might have been because that traitor had been a Lion Lineage member that he hated Sylas so much before even knowing him.

But to think Sylas didnʼt just find one traitor. He found them all.

This jade had documented proof of every traitor in their entire Sanctum, indisputable and irrefutable. When had he even had the time to do something like this?

And the fact he waited until this moment to do it... it was like he could have killed them whenever he wanted, but preferred to do it just before they could take advantage of his hard work.

It was almost like he wanted his enemies to taste victory before he ruthlessly crushed them.

The Purvon Clan had, indeed, put their stake in at the gathering. While the Sona and Buri were looking for members of their Clan, Sylas knew better.

That mysterious figureʼs bet wasnʼt on one of his own family members... it was on Sylas himself.

In truth, Sylas had to admire his audacity. In fact, it could be said that Sylas had been outmaneuvered again, this time because he had no other choice. It was either he screw the Purvon over or he save Gralith. He couldnʼt do both.

Even though he had killed these traitors, because they had been present during their evolution into the 001 Sanctum, the Purvon still had a claim. Meaning... The Purvon could encroach on this galaxy at any time.

Compared to the clumsy methods of the Kaelthar in trying to send a Lineage to join, these methods were on a completely different level.

But if that mysterious figure thought it would be so easy...

They were sorely mistaken.