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Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 1470

[Ancient Boros Hydra (FF+)]

(Level: 222]

Physical: 400,000][Mental: 510,000](Will: N/A]

The infinite heads of the hydra rose up into the skies and unleashed a roar that broke barriers of time and space.

Just what sort of concept was it to have an infinite number of things, all with a voice of their own, roaring at you in unison? It was the sort of thing that could break the Will of a man.

And yet, Sylas only took a single step and appeared in front of the hydra, peering down on it as it suddenly moved to attack him.

But just as it seemed the first head to arrive would swallow him whole, it actually passed right through him as though it had stopped being corporeal at all.

Chi.

The head that attacked him burst into a rain of Runes from Sylas' position, delaminating as though a sticker suffering from waterlogging.

Mathematicians on Earth said that there were differences even between two infinities. There were finite infinities and true infinities.

it seemed that in practice... this was true as well.

The Boros could only barely tap into the essence of infinity, nibbling on its edges and trying to replicate it. To their credit, at least they could certainly do so out of this Tower of Champions, while Sylas could not.

The moment their comprehension of infinity came across Sylas' existence, it was as though it realized it wasn't even on the same playing field.

Broken and unable to touch upon an existence so much greater than itself, it passed right through Sylas as though it was trying to attack something far grander than it could fathom.

Then, Sylas moved—iust the slightest twitch—and yet that was enough to change everything. It broke apart in real time, shattering into a rain that caused one of the Boros to cough up a mouth of blood.

Sanzi felt his mind shake, and the smallest bit of disconnect caused all of them to separate, coughing themselves even though it didn't go as far as to draw blood. However, Sylas' sharp eyes did notice one or two of the snakes, or hydras, on their heads dying and turning to ash. It seemed that in order to survive the backlash, they did the equivalent of lopping off an arm to avoid poisoning the rest of their bodies.

Except in this case, they had hundreds of arms.

Sanzi looked up with horror in his eyes. He knew that Sylas was powerful, and he hadn't exactly tested the latter's bottom line. That was why he had been so cautious in the first place. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

But Sylas shouldn't be this powerful.

Could he be?

At that moment, all the rain in the territory froze in place and then converged.

Sylas flipped his palm, his finger pointing down. Lines of pressure filled the air as though gravity had reversed.

PCHI. PCHI. PCHI.

The water tore through one head after another, Blade Aura coating each and every one. An Infinite Will tearing through a finite Will, riddling the endless hydras with holes that tore them to pieces and left them falling in their own rain... but this time of ash.

Boros was truly mistaken to make this a battle of Will, but it was also not his fault. His Will was the strongest asset he had, and he had run into the one opponent he should try iterally anything else on.

Maybe if he had used the power of his body instead, things would have at least lasted longer, long enough for him to get some help.

Unfortunately, he didn't last that long.

The sight of him crumbling reached his fleeing teammates, and their shock, horror, and pain were painted across their faces.

Bluanca didn't look back after she saw the first of her fiancé's hydras fall to ash. She refused to. One look back meant a split second slower. If she was just a little faster, a ittle bit quicker, maybe she could make it in time.

When she saw the ripple across the world barrier in the distance, her eyes lit up with hope, not knowing that Sanzi had already breathed his last.

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