Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 413

Chapter 413: Eighth

Sylas appeared before the Clypsian, unleashing the attack of his second pauldron as the first recovered. At the same time, he geared up a kick, ready to fade into a combo in the first

instant.

But the man reacted first. His fist suddenly flashed, vanishing from Sylas' vision and his visualization only to appear right before his nose.

Sylas had never seen such a skill before, and he was somewhat doubtful that it was a Skill at all. He didn't sense any Aether at all.

Was it a Gene Talent?

BANG!

Sylas couldn't dodge. The fist landed solidly on his face. If not for his upgraded Aether Skin, he might have even suffered a fractured skull.

His head whipped back and he allowed the momentum to carry him back into a backflip.

Three ballista bolts appeared in the path of the Clypsian, exploding across his robust body and barely causing him to take a single step back.

Sylas regained his bearings, his ringing ears and stinging nose barely managing to calm in a few seconds.

The Clypsian, though, was still a step faster. His body flashed much like his fist before had. This time, his hand chopped down like an ax, carrying a blinding arc of Aether along with it. For a moment, Sylas thought he was facing off against a metallic man.

The cold was beginning to seep into his bones and goosebumps flared across his skin. _{free𝑤ebnovel.com}

He was getting slower.

He was so close but the oppression of this cold was too much. Had he not upgraded his Will, he would already be an ice statue.

Sylas' Aether circulated in a violent torrent and he activated <Arctic King's Domain>.

Since he couldn't end this battle early, he would have to force this man into a battle of attrition... one he could hopefully end more quickly than not.

He suffered another blow to the gut on purpose, focusing instead on completing the Skill. However, he was shocked to find that it wasn't worth it.

What should have been his most potent poison bounced off the body of the man much like his telekinesis had.

'Is this Rune Soul? Is his Will just that high? Is it a Comprehension?'

It was hard to think when all the air in his body had just been forcefully expelled. One of his ribs snapped out of place and he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

The Clypsian was fast to follow up, appearing by Sylas' side as he rolled against the ground. His foot rose high into the skies and he smashed downward with an ax kick that flashed so quickly it almost looked like a guillotine falling from above.

Sylas barely managed to push himself out of the way, making himself lighter and using his telekinesis and a push from his arm and tail all at once. Thanks to that, he managed to push himself more than seven meters out of the way.

He glided backward on the balls of his feet, blood leaking from his lips and his gaze sharp and serious.

This man was strong. Even if he wasn't wasting so much of his Wisdom and split minds defending against this cold, he would be hard-pressed to find an easy path to victory.

Sylas took a breath, his mind becoming unprecedentedly focused.