There were likely a rare few people on Earth that had the flexibility of thought that Sylas did. The moment he realized the kind of situation he was in, he changed his perspective.
He didn't worry about finding Lucius for revenge, nor did he have the mind to care about what people were watching from the shadows. Instead, his thoughts were consumed by one drive.
Survive.
The instant he got the notification about what was happening to him, he activated Beacon. And it was actually because Beacon was activated that <Psychedelic Punch> could only be used with his slow Ice-Poison Rune.
Beacon needed to use his Beast Totem. So while it was active, his Beast Totem couldn't be used for anything else.
But the miraculous thing about Beacon was that the only existences that could sense it were Serpentes. As such, whether it was the spider queen or the Sylphs watching from the sidelines, they didn't realize what he was doing until it was too late.
There were many tradeoffs to be made in life, and the Summoning seemed to only make that more obvious. While it was much harder to gather up Ice-Poison and cast Ice-Poison Skills in the middle of this desert...
The number of Serpentes within a kilometer radius wasn't a small number at all.
The hissing had only just begun, but it rose to a fever pitch in the next instant.
The Woodland Spider Queen unleashed a shriek as it was infuriated by the invasion into its territory. However, between their fear of the Woodland Spider Queen and their reverence for Sylas...
There was no competition at all.
The Serpentes flooded in. Starting from just a few dozen, they quickly doubled and then doubled again.
Sylas continued to dodge out of the way of the attacks of the elite spiders. As he did, he observed the situation and couldn't help but frown.
'Many of them are injured... I see... there must be barricades on the outside. But that means...' Sylas' gaze flashed with realization. Lucius was just using Ragnar and the Sylphs.
When he understood this, several things that were odd to him made sense.
If the Sylphs knew that he had suffered such a terrible Demerit, they would be able to guess that he would be trapped in this Field Dungeon. And if they could guess that, they wouldn't need to put up the number of barricades that would be necessary to harm such a large number of serpents.
That could only mean that the plans of Lucius and the Sylphs weren't properly aligned.
When Sylas came to understand this, he realized that this disjointedness might be a chance for him.
The situation on the battlefield changed in that instant.
The serpents swarmed toward Sylas' location, and their numbers were only increasing as the barricades they plowed through left open gaps for more of their kind to make their way in.
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