Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 1549

When Sylas left, he basically destroyed the United Alliance of Terranova and then crippled the Africor Continent. The former he had done because they targeted his wife, and the latter he had done because they targeted him.

As though that wasn't bad enough, during the last war to complete the Summoning, the European Emperor had also been killed by one they speculated to be Sylas. Though this wasn't true—the European Emperor had actually died at the hands of others-Sylas would have certainly killed him if he came across him.

The European Emperor was an arrogant, aggressive bastard who thought too highly of himself. Sylas had never personally met him, but he had heard of his words through the grapevine.

Archibald had once asked him not to kill him because Earth needed all the experts they could get. But as far as Sylas was concerned, the only expert Earth needed was himself. Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on novel★fire.net

This was all to say that Sylas was either directly or indirectly responsible for the crippling of three of Earth's greatest powers, and then he just up and disappeared for a year as though it had nothing to do with him.

Then, when he finally came back after it all, not only did he not come back with any of the solutions for the disaster he had left in his wake, he was actually going to get himself killed basically the moment he returned.

If Kaelion wasn't used to the trials and tribulations of rule and the stress of everything being on his shoulders all the time, he would be pulling his hair out.

The only silver lining to all of this was that the Clypsians were more powerful than ever before-ironically once again because of something Sylas had done.

After releasing the Clypsians from the captivity of the Sylphs, where else would they return if not Earth? In fact, it could be said that the strongest combatants of Earth right now were actually Nosphaleen's father and the Clypsians he led.

It was just that since they were no longer Overlords, they were highly limited in what they could do.

In addition, because they were of the E-tier, it didn't make sense to challenge the Relics of the Past either.

Sylas was facing F-tier warriors only because he was F-tier. If he was E-tier, they would likewise be E-tier. As such, Nosphaleen's father and the others had never even made an attempt.

But this good Sylas had done didn't even remotely begin to make up for the bad.

The Clypsians weren't Overlords—they couldn't progress. But the powerful combatants Sylas had taken out were Overlords. Who knew how well they could have progressed in this period?

Earth was in such a blooming, promising state. There were opportunities around every corner, but there were also struggles.

It just felt so... frustrating.

Sylas was definitely a godsend for Earth. Without him, they would have failed the Ninth and final Summoning-Kaelion knew this better than anyone else.

But he was too arrogant and marched to the beat of his own drum too much.

The pair of leaders could only look toward one another helplessly.

"Has there been movement?" Kaelion asked, wanting to distract himself from what he felt would ultimately be Sylas' swift death.

"We are still deciphering the currents, but in another month or two, there's hope to succeed. If we can find the ancient grounds, we can baptize our people in the light of our ancestors. Though not certain, there's a chance we can regain our Overlord status through this method. That could change everything."

Kaelion took a breath and exhaled. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

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