Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 123

Chapter 123 Grumlok

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It seemed that this new Vipermancer Profession was giving him both obvious and hidden benefits.

'I should rest for the night.'

He felt good, extremely good. He assumed that it was both because of his increased Mental and Constitution. He definitely needed less sleep now than he did in the past. But he was still mindful of the Madness Key's warning. If he could afford it, he should take a rest when he could.

'Hm?'

Sylas frowned. He felt his mood shift oddly just now. It was something that he would ignore usually, but ever since he had comprehended Madness, he was hypersensitive to his own mood changes.

'What was that? No, what's this uneasy feeling?'

Sylas was about to rest, but something told him not to.

He frowned, but ultimately listened to it. He was at most two or three hours from Casstle Main.

Casting a glance at the basilisk, he frowned. It was fatigued because of its injuries and it was far too slow.

"Follow after me using our connection. Protect this one. Don't let him escape."

Sylas gave it simple commands. The Loyalty of the beast was low, but a Contract of Subservience was a Contract of Subservience. Loyalty was a measure of what kind of commands the beast would follow and how far they would be willing to go without a command.

So long as the command was reasonable and didn't extend too far, even a beast with one Loyalty would listen.

After he finished speaking, Sylas' foot pressed so hard into the ground the soft soil sunk three inches before he exploded forth.

…

Sylas heard the sounds of battle long before he saw them. In the depths of the night, unless he kept his night vision Skill active indefinitely, it was impossible to see a far distance. However, it wasn't long before his eyes spotted it.

It was the only light source, one light by the torches of Casstle Main and bolstered by the Aether pulsing into the skies.

The first thing spotted were the trolls. They were far too large, standing at two and a half meters tall on average. Their figures were large and bulky, their shoulders as wide as carriages. They looked like walking, club-swinging trucks.

There were just three of them, but the carnage beneath them was unsavory. Sylas spotted the corpses of Rotten Wolves strewn around them and he immediately understood that the situation was bad. If not, it was impossible that Cassarae would have gone so far.

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[Grumlok (FFF+)]

[Level: 5]

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[Physical: 137]

>[Strength: 183]

>[Constitution: 247]

>[Dexterity: 52]

>[Speed: 67]

[Mental: 2]

>[Intelligence: 0]

>[Wisdom: 5]

>[Charisma: 0]

[Will: 151]

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Sylas couldn't believe his eyes. All three had stats just as ridiculous. And yet, they weren't alone.

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