Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 435

Chapter 435: Originator [Bonus]

[Leg 003 Cleared]

>[Return to Quest Originator]

When Sylas read the word Originator, he felt something stir inside of him.

The feeling soon became far more substantial than just a vague feeling.

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[Path of the Progenitor Activated]

[Subordinate Path sensed]

[Precedence overruled]

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[Would you like to take control of this Multi Quest?]

Sylas' eyes narrowed. He followed after the siblings, so neither could see his expression... though, that would not have been likely to help them at all.

After thinking about it, Sylas chose to reject it for now.

'Path of the Progenitor... that came from the Legendary Quest.'

He didn't receive any reward related to it, so he had neglected it only for it to come up in the most expected of ways now.

Sylas didn't even bother to attempt to ask the Madness Key. He could already feel from the slight intention alone that it was a Taboo. But he could also feel that this Path of the Progenitor, while he had yet to truly earn it just yet...

Was extremely powerful.

It wasn't yet time to pick this nuclear option. He would have to see what the state of Lucius' city was first.

After all, he needed more from this place than just knowledge that his family was alright. In a few hours, they could see a city on the horizon.

Compared to the last time Sylas had seen it, it had undergone many changes.

The thick logs that made up its exterior walls seemed stained with black ash and exuded a far stronger aura. It seemed to even have a slight deterrence that Sylas could feel through One Kind For Me would be effective against his Serpentes companions.

It was a beast ward, a perpetual one etched into the very walls.

Judging by its strength, it would work for at least two or three kilometers. It would definitely keep this region safe... at least from beasts.

They passed through several outposts, and Sylas could feel the Aether fluctuations as they quickly sent information back.

Soon, there was a small team of three rushing toward them. But this team had a man that didn't look like he had done a day of exercise in his life.

It wasn't that he was fat, but rather that he was, well... soft, for lack of a better descriptor. He wasn't skinny enough to be lanky or fat enough to be obese. But he certainly had a belly and his body was almost lumpy in its constitution.

The wispy grey hairs on his head went to confirm just how much things had changed. This might have been a war, but this was no longer a frontier of just warriors alone.