Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 325

Chapter 325: Wits

Jean found himself standing across from Sylas, feeling a bit apprehensive. He had spoken his words without much thought, but they clearly revealed what his inner heart was thinking.

He had called Sylas "Baron" and not "Captain" like he should have. Whether he meant to or not, he was implying which title was more important to Sylas, and which one actually got him here.

Sylas had no military achievements, no military background, and as far as Jean knew, he was born with a silver spoon in his mouth and had never even seen blood before.

Now, this man had replaced their former Captain, kicking him down the ranks, and wanted to command them as though nothing at all had happened. How could he possibly be satisfied with this current situation?

The more Jean thought about it, the less bad he felt about his previous words and the angrier he got. Eventually, he coldly traded for a short blade and a common military breastplate. They weren't particularly expensive, but they were still things that a mere Baron couldn't buy in droves.

However, when he did finally step onto the arena, he felt his heart constrict.

Sylas casually tossed his official military gear to the side. His armor clanged down below along with the sharp sword he had been given. He stood there in silence, his chest bare, his hands empty, and his stance balanced and even.

He could have put his armor away in his Madness Key, but that wasn't the effect he wanted. He wanted them to feel the gap between them.

"Come," Sylas said calmly.

By this point, a few stragglers who had nothing better to do began coming around the base. When they heard that the new Captain was about to fight their subordinates, they rushed over at the first sign.

Seeing Sylas' actions, they couldn't decide if he was crazy or not. But the Barony title held too much weight. No one dared to be openly disrespectful.

Jean took a breath. Since Sylas insisted on being embarrassed, that wasn't his problem. Cutting some hair from his head should be enough to demarcate the difference.

Unleashing a stomp, Jean rocketed forward. He immediately used one of the three official military Skills, [Infantry Charge]. It worked similarly to Sudden Burst, except it also had an attack waiting at the end of it.

Sylas only took a light step forward, feeling his blood rumble as his stats increased by 20%. <Psychedelic Punch>.

Jean felt his entire body freeze over. The eyes of the Emperor of Serpentes looked down on him, those piercing gold irises and the slit akin to an abyss of hell piercing into his very soul. Basic Aetherflow.

A roar echoed in Jean's mind and the greenish-gold fist appeared before him in an instant. From start to finish, Sylas hardly moved. His torso twisted, his feet drilled into the ground, and he punched out in a single motion. Yet, he didn't need to take even a single step forward.

BANG!

The fist smashed into Jean's chest, tearing through the defense of his Aether skin and caving it in.

Just as he was about to be directly killed, Sylas used his telekinesis to snuff out the rest of the attack, but that didn't stop the man from flying off the arena as a string of coughed-up blood was left in his wake.

He landed with a heavy thud, his body convulsing and his eyes rolling back. _{freewebnσvel.cѳm}