Genetic Ascension

Chapter 1746 What Need? [Bonus]

Sylas stood there in silence, huffing for breath. He hardly read the notifications, he already recognized what would happen. Even if the system didnʼt protect him, that system reward he received would almost certainly have been a method for him to escape.

The system wasnʼt as foolish as so many liked to pretend it was. Its rewards could be directed, as could its triggers. While it was the case that it had been manipulated many times, the method with which the system was manipulated was highly dependent on what it wanted to happen.

Of course, there were always times that it could be blindfolded to the truth, but those times still required careful planning and one could easily suffer greatly as a result.

The Glutton wanted to take advantage of the systemʼs restrictions on Level in order to deal with Sylas, but he had ended up giving Sylas the perfect opportunity.

There was one state the Madness Key wasnʼt able to hide in, and that was when it was absorbing another Madness Key. The reason for this was because in such a state, it had to cross over two independent systems. That inevitably required both independent systems to meet in neutral territory.

There was only one such neutral territory available out here in the open.

It wasnʼt really the Gluttonʼs fault he had fallen for such a trick. He could have not once expected that Sylas would be able to take off the Madness Key, nor would he be able to fathom that Sylas would be able to keep his Scorned Wraps even after he did.

It didnʼt make any sense. It broke all the rules he knew about Madness Disciples. Unless...

Unless Sylas had had a second Gluttony Madness Key that he had kept safe for precisely this moment all along.

In fact, that was the same conclusion anyone would make. It was impossible to leap to the conclusion that Sylas had a completely separate Madness Key he had formed from Virtue. The only way to even begin to make that second conclusion was if you knew about Virtue Disciples in the first place... And even Madness Disciples didnʼt know of them. So how many possibly could?

Right this moment, though he hadnʼt concluded it with 100% certainty, these were the thoughts that even someone as intelligent as the Young Master of the Purvon Clan was having.

However, he was questioning something.

For Sylas to plan this, he had to have known that the Glutton was close by...

How could he know that? Was it related to this second Gluttony Madness Key he had? Could he maybe have stolen a kill from the Glutton? That would explain why the Glutton was in such a dangerous region for Madness Disciples as well... The young heirʼs gaze flickered. He felt like he was missing something, but he didnʼt know what it was...

And then Sylas looked toward him and the young heirʼs eyes narrowed.

He knew the type of person Sylas was. Gloating, seeking validation, or anything of the sort werenʼt things that Sylas did. For him to be looking at him right now, those eyes carried a completely different meaning.

Sylas only casually glanced at the tower. He wasnʼt even sure what floor the Purvon Clan Heir was on, nor did it matter much to him. He was looking really only for one reason.

To remember something.

People were unpredictable. The only person he could rely on was himself. He had had contingency plans, and yet he had still almost lost.

In fact, in order to get out of this, he had wiped out a large amount of the Seeing Eye Guildʼs population, a population that included the weak, the newly born, and the vulnerable.

It wasnʼt exactly something that he was proud of, though he wasnʼt grieving over it either. What he didnʼt know was that as bad as the grievances against him were before, now they were even worse.

No, to say it like that didnʼt truly paint the picture properly. This was a life-and-death grudge. If not for the protection of the system, he would have been burnt to ash long ago.

Even with a Madness Disciple on the loose, just above him, there were dozens of A-tiers still standing there, their expressions filled with a range of emotions from grief to rage.

He had gone from a young hero with great talent to little more than a demon because of a single action he was forced to commit. There hadnʼt been any way for him to survive outside of Blade Aura, and there hadnʼt been any enemies directly nearby weak enough for him to use it on because the Glutton had killed them all.

If he had been sure that his [Hollow Call] would have worked on the Gluttonʼs domain, he wouldnʼt have needed to go so far. But at that point, in a matter of life and death, he had no choice but to go all out.

And it was the Purvon Clan Heirʼs... no, it was his fault for making his plan A reliance on someone else. He had dismissed his initial dislike of the plan because he felt he could force the young heirʼs hand, and in a lot of ways, he had.

But ultimately, humanoids were unpredictable creatures. When Sin became involved, there was only so much his intelligence could do to control things.

He would most definitely remember this. And very soon, heʼd have his revenge.

Would this revenge make him another enemy?

Sure, it would. But who cared at this point?

Let the entire Heaven know of him...

And be completely unable to do anything about it.

”My name is Rhykan Purvon. I look forward to our final battle.”

The voice echoed over the entire planet, dispersing the clouds. Even in the chaos, and the rage of the A-tiers, it loomed over them all.

Sylas didnʼt reply. His name was already known.

What need was there to announce it?

Sylas accepted his system reward. Without even looking back at the Sloth, he glanced at it and activated it. In a blink, he had vanished.