Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 495

Chapter 495: Gene-Stat Limit

An odd energy circulated through Sylas' mind and clashed against an invisible barrier. His brain felt like a mushy mess, and he had no doubt that the ringing and rebounding energy in his skull was going to cause a concussion.

However, what he didn't expect was that served with his concussion would be an opportunity.

If Sylas hadn't had the Dual Class Constitution, his mind wouldn't have nearly the elasticity it needed to break past this barrier. However, after forming the Dual Class Constitution, he was already close to breaking free of this barrier.

And now that there was a sudden force against it...

His Will broke through the 999 mark and entered the quadruple digits.

But not only did it do this, it kept surging upward, moving faster and faster until...

[Your Will has reached 1999]

[Gene-Stat Limit Reached. Absorb a Silver Will Gene to increase your Will further]

Sylas hardly had time to view this message before he fell to a knee. His head felt like it was ringing, and he was forced to gasp for breath. He had been so focused on breaking free that he had practically shut down all the other functions of his body. Even the attention he had for breathing was completely disregarded.

White noise played in his ears and blood leaked down his nose.

Even as he slowly regained control over himself, he felt disjointed and unorganized, not just in his thoughts, but also...

Sylas tried using his telekinesis only to find that it was completely unbalanced.

Telekinesis was formed of a combination of Will and Charisma. But what Sylas never considered was what would happen if one stat was far greater than the other.

'A bottleneck...'

Even without Madness, with 1999 Will, he should be able to exhibit 285 points of Physical with his telekinesis. With Madness, his telekinesis should be at 1050 points of Physical. But right now it felt like there was only a marginal increase to his telekinesis' Strength, almost as though his Will hadn't improved at all.

Sylas forced himself to stand, his legs feeling a bit shaky beneath him as though he was standing on a boat.

His concussion was bad, and he was finding it difficult even to think properly.

He dragged himself to the more secure room in the entire city, shut the doors, activated the formations, and then directly passed out.

Right now... he needed sleep.

**

In a distant, unknown location, there was a sea of red. It didn't feel like a sinister red and almost felt clear, almost as though this location had different laws that allowed water to radiate something other than its usual blue hues.

The sea sparkled, reflecting like rubies, but when a wave kicked up, one would realize two things...

First, that it was far more viscous than it seemed like it should be, and second...

That the smell of blood and rotten flesh was in the air.

The moment the red waters moved, it was as though the thin film of protection holding the odor back was disrupted, assaulting one's nose until it burned.