Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 390

Chapter 390: Harsh Winds [Bonus]

Harsh winds buffeted against Sylas' body, pulling against his torn up clothing and sinking into his flesh. It lashed out like whips, the stinging pain drawing a fine line continuously. It felt almost like he was being burned from the outside, in.

The pain made Sylas frown slightly. Wasn't this supposed to be a test of Will? So why was there so much physical pain involved?

Sylas still wasn't used to the idea that Will could be a measured stat in the first place. But this aside, if the pain was so physical, the test felt a bit... meaningless. That was because personal stats wouldn't be able to be isolated from one's Will stat.

The stronger a person was, the easier it would be to deal with these winds, and thus the lower their Will would have to be to withstand this.

Plus, according to Lolaleen, these challenges would even be withstood by an entire group at the same time. That made it even less of a Will challenge.

'Unless it's stat-adjusted?'

Sylas thought for a moment, then remembering that Lolaleen said that the stair challenges weren't recorded, his skin began to flash with black scales.

Lolaleen was taken aback again, a strong lurch of fear turning her stomach over. How much strength was Sylas still hiding?

'Hm... it really doesn't feel any different. So it is stat adjusted.'

Sylas' scales faded. 'But in that case, how is it that they can work together?'

He looked back toward Lolaleen was still following after him.

'I see... so these winds only target the person at the head of the group. So, presumably, they take turns taking the brunt of it.'

Sylas looked up, finding that he still had quite a distance to climb. Sometimes, being correct was a burden.

He had already realized earlier that the first challenge was a stroke of luck. Not every challenge would be so easy, and it seemed that he had stumbled into exactly that truth now.

Taking a breath, he continued upward. Now that he understood what was happening, there was nothing to do but to trudge forward.

Sylas' jaw set as he took one step after another. His pace wasn't fast, but it was steady.

At some unknown time, a blazing green flame had lit in his eye and it only burned fiercer as he continued forward.

Sylas had never seen this green flame before, but he could feel it quite clearly. That was when The seemed to realize something...

His telekinesis flickered and formed a deflective shield before him. At first, he was using Basic Aetherflow, but he quickly realized that that wasn't working.

Aether wasn't the way.

This was a path that tested his Will, so...

Sylas pushed, a forcefield of telekinesis spreading out from him.

For a brief moment, there was a subtle relief, but this forcefield dissipated quickly and then dispersed entirely.

'It works... but my telekinesis seems too intangible...'