Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 330

Chapter 330: Kargan

During the battle, Sylas had focused on dodging and made use of his telekinesis to keep the water turbulence from getting too great. After silently killing their guardians, there was no one to stand in his way, and there was also no one who had even noticed what was going on here.

Kargan had focused all his elites at the front gate, and that gave Sylas free rein.

Before he had come, he used <Astral Will Fission>. Although he didn't dare to get too close to most here, he had a good understanding of the layout, and he knew where to find his targets.

He slipped onto the dock and killed the two guards in quick succession. They were silently pulled into his Madness Key, and no one was the wiser.

After this, he had an easy stroll into the village.

He moved from home to home, killing those he came across swiftly and silently. Even when there was a slight scuffle, the noise was within reasonable enough limits that it didn't alert many at all.

After a while, he had already killed as much as half the Hobgoblins in the village. They appeared only in groups of two and three, and because they thought their elites were already laying the perfect trap, their guard was down.

None of them would realize that they were being massacred one by one until it was far, far too late.

Sylas cast a glance toward Kargan's abode, but after a while, he shook his head.

'No, this much is enough for now.'

He retreated. It was time for a full frontal attack. But before that...

Sylas silently returned to the dock and cut away the small ships.

These small battle ships were designed for five people at most. There were a half dozen of them; they were robust, and they had a single harpoon unit angled at the front. They were clearly designed to be more fast and agile than they were to be robust defensive vessels. Sylas took them all, left a sudden noise, and then vanished into the night.

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When Kargan saw that his ships were gone, his fury practically rose to his head and exited his ears as steam. He couldn't remember ever being so completely infuriated in his life. But soon, it was like a bucket of ice-cold water had been dumped onto his head. That was because he had finally noticed... that half his army had vanished right under his nose.

At first, their village was at least 60 strong. But now, they barely had over 20.

Though they hadn't lost a single elite, this sort of loss was something that was enough to make his organs ache.

And it was right then that the sound of a battle's precursor echoed in his ears.

The enemies had suddenly begun their frontal assault.