Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 216

Chapter 216 Control

Sylas moved swiftly, sweeping down from the skies.

The crossbow bolt was definitely well over a hundred pounds, and it needed far more force than just this to wind up. However, much like old crossbow bolts, they relied on physics to make the output lower than necessary.

As such, after a cursory glance, Sylas was confident that he could wind it up if he used six sets of telekinesis, each working on its wind-up handles.

However, that would eat up all the capacity of his Wisdom, or at the very least, almost all of it. So he wouldn't be able to focus on anything else. Not even his visualization.

Luckily, the large crossbow was already loaded once. As for its bolts, they would be more than useful.

Each one was over 20 pounds heavy, and the kind of devastation that Sylas could unleash with them…

Sylas' kunai slipped into his waistband as he stored the large ballista away.

He pressed a foot into the soft soil and dodged out of the way of an arrow he slightly diverted the path of.

He soared up, landing on the city walls.

Around him, four ballista bolts appeared. Each one was over a meter long, their bolt tips glistening in the night as a light snow fell.

Sylas locked onto several targets at once and then sent them soaring out like rockets.

He controlled them perfectly until he reached the end of his 20-meter range, and then let them fly on their own.

He realized immediately that his accuracy suffered when he did this. Aiming without the help of precise control and his visualization was difficult.

However, one ballista bolt still rang true, piercing into the skull of a pig demon with such force that its skull burst into a rain of blood, flesh, and bone.

These bolts were meant to deter and attack large siege weapons. Who had ever seen them used against people? Or in this case… demons?

The other three bolts missed, but they still deterred as expected. This allowed Sylas the chance to quickly close the distance between him and a pig demon.

In a panic, it raised its own crossbow, ready to fire.

Sylas ducked and rolled the moment his visualization felt the trigger being pulled. At the same time, he used his telekinesis to rip the bolt upward, causing the compensation in aim of the pig demon to be worthless.

The bolt soared over his shoulder and he popped to his feet, his fist streaking through the air.

His green eyes seemed to leave streaks in the air as he moved, their eerie emerald marking the night sky.

Every muscle in his body thrummed to life.

In these days, his comprehension of the Physical stats had reached an unprecedented level, and as such, so too did his control over his own body.

He might still not have much fighting experience, but in terms of reading, reacting, and countering in a life-and-death situation…

He had gained quite a deal of confidence.

And as a result…

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[Your understanding of <Madness Control> has deepened]

[<Madness Control> has reached Silver Mastery]