Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 1564

1564 Your Ending

The Territory was just as Sylas remembered it... albeit through a filter of black and violet.

It felt as though all the greenery had been tinted through an amethyst lens, shifted on the color spectrum until the pine needles and evergreen foliage all looked as though it was being projected out from a fever dream.

The bark of the trees had always been dark, but now they felt a touch too dark, as did the soil. It felt unnatural, not quite like they had chiseled it out of cast iron, but close.

Nothing about the Territory felt like it was truly out of place, and yet it felt particularly... Wrong.

Sylas imagined that this would be how it would feel to step into the Demonic World, a world that was a perfect mirror of their own, except broken in a fundamental way you couldn't quite put your finger on.

Yet, maybe that was precisely how Demons looked at their worlds as well.

It made one wonder why one of the fundamental requirements of the Madness Disciples was comprehending the Path of Demons when it was so very much antithetical to all it meant to be path of the Real World.

Sylas' eyes suddenly flashed. He held out a hand and blocked Cassarae's path forward.

BOOM.

A steaming hot air spread through the air as the ground shook. This hot air wasn't from a geyser, but instead of the flaming nostrils of a minotaur that had seemingly fallen right out of the air so fast Syals almost didn't register its existence.

How strong did a body have to be for it to fall with such force and yet be completely fine?

The thought only briefly crossed Sylas' mind before he flicked out a finger.

CLANG!

An arc of Will and a swiping battle axe clashed in the air. Wind blades deflected off both attacks, shuddering hurricane-force winds slicing into the surrounding trees and sending them wildly swaying.

The minotaur creature took a heavy step back and Sylas finally got a good look at its figure. He had only vaguely seen its face before, the force of its exhale and the piling steam of its nostrils having made it difficult to see much more than the vague outline of a bull's head.

But now, he saw the creature in full.

It towered at just over three meters, its heavy hooves shimmering in plated bronze along with the rest of its armored body. It held a weapon by the same sheen, and its stats... —

[Cast Minotaur (EEE+)]

[Level: 61]

[Physical: 72,133]

[Mental: 68,388]

[Will: 70,111]

Its stats were entirely unimpressive. What caught Sylas' attention instead was the fact it was already of the E-tier.

That shouldn't be possible.

THe number of E-tiers on Earth should be very few, if any at all. As far as Sylas understood, the lingering E-tiers from the previous Summonings should be all that was left.

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