Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 273

Chapter 273: Merits

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Sylas escaped into the forest, going deeper and deeper until he was entering a true wilderness. During normal times, this region was a popular hunting area, so it was a true forest. However, by extension, that also meant that the likelihood Sylas would run into some mutated beasts was high.

At the moment, hanging from his shoulder, there was a grieving and half-unconscious Alex. Luckily, Alex hadn't managed to escape the fate of being caught by Sylas. More unfortunately, there were other problems.

He had really lost too much in this battle.

He lost his ballista, his wind javelin, his hero shield... he used up his trump card venom sack, and that didn't even mention the sheer number of cobra corpses that he had lost out on.

It could be said that though he had escaped with his life, it wasn't without its consequences. And even worse than that, he knew that there was worse to come.

He knew that the moment he expelled his Fusion state, the backlash his body would face would be enough to make the strongest of men cry. That didn't mention the sheer number of Elixirs that he had swallowed during that battle, so it was bound to make the backlash even

worse.

As though that wasn't bad enough, he was no doubt still being hunted and tracked. He didn't have the time to rest as soon there was likely to be a blanket over this region. He didn't even have the luxury of checking his notifications to see if what he had gained could manage to offset the losses or not.

He couldn't afford to pass out, but he also didn't know if his body could even hold on any longer. No matter how he looked at it, he was truly stuck between a rock and a hard place.

Sylas coughed up a mouthful of blood again, but he grit his teeth, continuing to run.

He soared through the trees, ignoring the durability of his kunai. He couldn't afford to leave footprints on the ground, and he was hoping that no one would notice the faint cuts he left in the trees.

He changed directions several times, leaving dummy cuts in the trees several times as he raced further and further away.

When he felt that he had traveled quite far, he fell down from above and summoned the Dire Wolf. With his current stats, the Dire Wolf instantly hit its maximum of 200 Speed and Dexterity before surging forward. _{fɾēewebnσveℓ.com}

Sylas coughed up a mouthful of blood once more and realized that it was simply impossible for him to continue holding on like this.

He pulled the Basilisk King into the Hibernation Zone and the Fusion came to an end.

The moment it did, it was as though millions of needles were pricking him from countless angles.

He bit down on his tongue, doing his best not to scream out in horror. He barely managed to keep his grip, stopping Alex from falling away and keeping himself on the back of the Dire Wolf.

The first thing he did when his mind was semi-clear was check on the Basilisk King. He was pleasantly surprised to see that the Basilisk King was just fine, but that much should have been expected.

Their injuries hadn't even come from their opponents, but rather their Fusion itself. Or, more accurately, Sylas' injuries.

The Basilisk King was just fine and the brunt of the pressure was withstood by Sylas alone.