Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 1555

Chapter 1555: BOOM. (1)

Seas of earth crumbled down the walls of the valley. Boulders of ice, avalanches of snow, a chill that descended as whatever little heat there was rose... It was destruction the likes of which could level cities, the sort of power a single man shouldn't have had any business having.

The people of Earth that had never leveled up-people who remained safe only because they had governments and powers protecting them from the dangers that had appeared in a world so very unfamiliar to them now-could only imagine that Sylas had long transcended the F-tier.

In fact, even some who were surpassing Level 40, approaching the limits of the F-tier and prepping for what it might be like to be a Level 51, believed the same.

Sylas was far too powerful.

That said... the intelligent among them noticed something odd immediately. The challenge of the City of Glass was tailored to their Tier. Those that had entered had been crushed by a power that felt no less overwhelming to them.

This was proof that it was possible for an F-tier to have this level of strength...

What felt incredulous was that a single F-tier could possibly wipe out an army of tens of thousands all on his own.

Sylas had only acted personally once. The rest of the time, he played with the Runes of the Trial World as though they were the strings of his harp, orchestrating the music of the universe with the casual control of not a man, but a god.

BANG.

Sylas suddenly punched out, his fist meeting a large one that plowed out of the destruction of the valley below.

He took a single step back, his gaze much the same as he stabilized himself with a shake of his wrist.

A ripple of air shot outward from the mesh point of their knuckles, a warrior that looked far more real than any of the others landing heavily on the edge of the valley's cliff.

A frost giant with rings of gold around its wrists and ankles stood, towering at twice Sylas' height. Wild facial hair formed of icicles hung from its jawline, its actual head being a shimmering shade of bald.

[Glass Giant (FFF+)][Level: 50]-[Physical: 370,100] [Mental: 300,100][Will: 370,100]

Sylas looked down at the skin of his fist, feeling that it was a little hot and a little red from the impact.

With a thought, his Scorned Wraps phased back into reality, chains rattling around them.

The Glass Giant was already upon him again, and Sylas' mind flashed toward a single thought.

Overwhelming victory.

He pulled on his Comprehension, Mixed Demonic Arts flooding his mind as everything slowed around him. One Skill after another reached perfection, and his body became an unbridled war machine.

The Glass Giant kicked at him, but Sylas had already ducked forward, his palm slamming into the ground. He timed his one-armed cartwheel so perfectly that the large leg of the Glass Giant missed ahead.

BANG.

Sylas' heel slammed right into the crotch of the frost giant, the arc of his foot flashing so fast it left trails of howling wind in its wake.

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