Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 95

Chapter 95 Vanished

Sylas quickly read it. Despite his situation, he wouldn't rashly jump into a Dungeon without understanding what it was all about. The description didn't tell him much, but the recommendations at least told him that it wasn't too far out of his league. If he stupidly jumped into a Level 10 Dungeon or something even worse, it would be too late to regret it.",

He hopped into the Slithering Madness Dungeon only because he felt he had no other choice. He wasn't in such desperate straits this time around.

However, the Entry Limit wasn't a line he had seen before. The Slithering Madness Dungeon had not had it.

Sylas' eyes flickered down. 'These beasts…'

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[Spitting Cobra (FF-)]

[Level: 3]

[Physical: 64]

[Mental: 74]

[Will: 49]

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Sylas' pace didn't slow down. He had already expected that since the gnolls hadn't taken full advantage of this region, there would have to be something even Zurog couldn't easily handle, and this creature more than fit the bill.

It must have been at least seven meters long and though it wasn't as large as Big Madness, when it peeked up from its nap and flared out its hood, its intimidation factor was on a whole other level.

A hiss that pierced Sylas' ears echoed.

Sylas felt his steps slow down and his blood run cold. It wasn't out of fear, but something deeper than that.

'A Skill.'

The cobras that were rushing after Sylas no longer dared to get closer, their bodies directly frozen in place. Sylas' Will, though, seemed to be unearthed and shrugged it off.

The FF- Spitting Cobra seemed to be enraged by this and charged, a line of venom shooting out from its maw.

'Fast.'

It was incredibly so, and Sylas was running right toward it, making it even worse.

He pushed with his telekinesis, pushing the venom upward as he rolled forward. He did his best to maintain his momentum, but this also meant that the cobra was suddenly right before him, moving with such Speed that by the time he jumped to his feet, it was already bearing down on him.

A dagger flew out from Sylas', headed right for the cobra that was slithering right toward him.

The cobra was faster.

Sylas sensed Aether moving and an invisible wall formed around it, almost like it had solidified the air in an area. The Speed of Sylas' blade plummeted, and it felt like it had gained ten times the weight instantly.

The Mental of the cobra displayed itself and it opened its maw again, spitting out a line of venom that was even faster than before. Not only was it faster, the venom was an even brighter shade of green and the distance was closer.

It felt like a far more substantial attack, almost like the venom had become an arrow itself. Sylas tried to control it with his telekinesis, but it seemed rebuffed by something.