[600 GTs bonus]?",
As he thought, Titles should be Genes of some sort as well. If not, there was no way they could just weasel their ways around Stat Limits like this.
Though, it seemed that taking advantage of them wasn't so easy either.
'Is taking advantage of Genes easy either?'
Sylas shook his head, taking deep breaths. He pulled out his water bottle and took deep sips of waters.
There was no way he could fight in such a state. He would have to give it a few hours to wear off. Luckily, he had the map to ensure to prepare any contingencies ahead of time should danger come his way.
To his surprise, by the time he had a meal and some water, his body was quickly getting better. He thought it might take hours, but it didn't take nearly so long.
This was a huge relief to Sylas. He was actually somewhat worried that taking advantage of this loophole might lead to irreparable damages to himself.
Of course, he had consulted the Madness Key about these matters, but it was hard to just logically wave away something when your head felt like it was splitting itself in two.
Sylas exhaled a breath. As his headache subsided, he realized that there was quite a bit of bloating in his body in general, bloating that he had been in too much pain to even notice.
When he checked, he realized that there were far thicker streams of Aether rushing through him now. What he was mistaking for bloating was just a cool, foreign energy swimming through his body in rivers.
He could sense his Aether far more clearly than he had in the past. It had practically commandeered his blood vessels, moving along in a symbiotic relationship with his blood and giving it a brighter crimson color.
Every time his heart beat, the stream would intensify for a moment.
'The center doesn't seem to be in my heart though… and though I feel it the most in my belly, the core should be…'
Sylas suddenly realized why he had a splitting headache before. It wasn't just his body that was bloated, but his literal brain. The change in Aether was so great that the tender flesh had pushed against his skull.
'I have a concussion…'
Sylas sighed. He wasn't a doctor, so he wasn't absolutely certain. But that seemed like the only real conclusion.
His recovery should be far beyond that of a normal human by now, and considering his subsiding headache, he should be fine soon. But he realized just how dangerous that was.
He shook his head. 'There's no other way. If I don't take risks like this, this seventh attempt will end up just like all the rest… and for the eighth, there might very well be no humans left to do anything.'
Sylas stood to his feet and finally claimed his rewards for defeating the second BOSS.
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[You have slayed Basilisk Minor]
[Rewards]
[>Astral Bind (2/3) (Skill Fragment)]
[>Inflexible Gene Elixir (Consumable)]
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'The second fragment… that's good.'
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