Genetic Ascension - Chapter 1741

Capítulo 1741: Fear

Sylas’ eyes opened when a familiar sloppy face appeared before him. Honestly speaking, he didn’t know for certain if the Sloth would appear, but he had a good guess at it.

The Sloth wasn’t exactly the only one he was waiting for. Actually, the one he was truly waiting for was the Glutton. But he hadn’t appeared yet.

Sylas knew for a fact that the Glutton was a D-tier. He was able to reverse engineer the latter’s strength by calculating how long it took for the Madness Key to react.

According to Fanelei, the Madness Key started reacting because it was separated from his Scorned Wraps. The longer it spent separated, the larger the area it scouted out.

This gave Sylas a radius for the region the Glutton was in. However, it also told him how power the Glutton was.

That was because the Madness Key didn’t react if the strength gap was too large, or else there wouldn’t be much of a point to pitting them against one another.

Due to that, Sylas knew exactly how strong the Glutton was. He had factored in the possibility of the Sloth appearing as well… but he had given it quite a low probabity.

That was because the Sloth had been teleported to a random location in the universe, and he was incredibly lazy. He might deem getting involved in all of this far too troublesome. However…

The Sloth that Sylas had dealt with back then was only a clone. Meaning, the real Sloth was more than capable of making another.

If Sylas was someone who was incredibly lazy, but also needed to improve because he was afraid of dying, he would likely choose to store his main body in a place that was both safe, and had easy access to most locations in the universe—especially the ones with the highest opportunity.

Fanelei had said that Madness Disciples avoided the strongest Horizons for fear of retaliation, but was the threat the same if you were only sending clones in the first place?

Another reason Sylas though the Sloth might appear is that there was a small chance that even though the path of the Sloth and Glutton were very different, two Madness Disciples—even of differing paths—might very well be attracted to the same things.

Maybe the Glutton wasn’t the only one here, there might be others. And where there were others, why not the Sloth?

Coupling all that with how many places Sylas’ face had been projected in the last few days, the Sloth might come here precisely just to deal with him for snatching the Reaper Sealwright Profession. The Sloth might even have a method of snatching it back.

For the Sloth to appear here first, though, it was still a bit out of Sylas’ expectations. But not enough for him to be shocked…

He had assigned it a 30% possibility, and it seemed his luck had done him in again.

This would make things more troublesome. His plans wouldn’t work as easily like this, and the Sloth was an especially annoying enemy.

On the one hand, Sylas was more likely to survive fighting someone so lazy, and his ability practically took out everyone else as well, slowing them to the point Sylas wasn’t even paying any attention to them at all.

But on the other… how many methods of delay and life-saving would someone like the Sloth have? Even if Sylas out-smarted him, it wouldn’t matter when the 137th contingency plan kicked in for him.

There was a reason even Sylas just decided to forcefully teleport the Sloth away last time. And that was back when the Sloth was limited to the F-tier.

Now, this was very clearly not an F-tier Sloth. This might not even be a clone. But even if it was, it was certainly the strongest clone the Sloth could make.

Without the restrictions of the Champion Tower, he would have sent the best he could manage.

And now he was hovering not far from Sylas, looking at him with a sigh practically hanging his eyes.

“Let’s do this… the easy way, okay? Just give… me what I want… and I can help you… leave here. I have quite… a few escape measures you… would be interested… in.”

Sylas didn’t move. He was still waiting. Waiting for the Glutton to appear. He needed him here. If it was just the Sloth, this wouldn’t work.

This time, the Sloth really did sigh. “Why… do you always… have to be so… stubborn…”

The Sloth’s skin was melting as though it was wax, a gross smell that choked the senses wafting from him. He seemed even more grotesque now than before.

Sylas didn’t say anything. The Sloth always tried to do things the easiest way, but in reality, the fact he appeared left him in a bind too.

He couldn’t just take Sylas away, or else he would be chased by everyone. And obviously, whatever method he had of escape wasn’t so easy to use, and any such treasure like that would only work for a single person at a time according to Sylas’ understanding of things.

And that was if it existed at all and the Sloth wasn’t just lying.

Meaning… if Sylas didn’t cooperate, the Sloth would need to steal his Profession right here and now, and all within 10 minutes before C-tiers were allowed to join. Otherwise, even he would be screwed.

The Sloth might be lazy, but he was certainly smart enough to understand this. So, when he saw Sylas’ lack of a response, he raised his hand to attack.

And that was when it happened.

Sylas’ eyes suddenly sharpened as a figure that looked like a homeless man walked forward. Bandages that wrapped his ankles and wrists dragged along the ground, his tattered and worn cloak following suit.

His bare feet raised up and crossed into the Sloth’s slowing domain as though it wasn’t there at all.

The Sloth realized the change instantly, his head snapping back.

That was when Sylas saw an expression on the Sloth’s face he hadn’t seen before…

Fear.