Genetic Ascension

Chapter 1595 Won’t Fall

The round continued.

With Nosphaleen’s victory, the rest of the rankings for the F-tier still needed to be decided, and that had no choice but to start with the bottom 30.

According to Elbrum’s original plan, in order to streamline things and make it faster, only one team would be allowed to compete against the higher brackets. So, he planned to continue the randomized one-on-one battles.

It was a good thing that Sylas had been rewarded like he had been. Otherwise, it would have been impossible for him to repeat the same steps he had. At that point, he might just very well be forced to kill all the F-tier of the 073 Sanctum. However, even that would be unlikely to work.

There were hundreds of thousands of them. Sylas couldn’t possibly split his Will in that many directions. He simply wouldn’t have enough time to kill them all.

It could even be said that Elbrum’s challenge had only helped him. But it also meant that a new seeded chosen had to be selected to continue to the next round.

With the 073 Sanctum being treated like a top 30 Sanctum, they obviously wouldn’t be the ones to continue into battle against the 041 to 070 Sanctums. Thus, a new one had to be selected.

Interestingly enough, it was a familiar Sanctum that came out on top after these two rounds were concluded.

The 064 Sanctum.

Those of the 073 Sanctum were all too familiar with this Sanctum. Well, they were at least quite familiar with one Lineage that came from them—the Bat Lineage headed by Byahmad.

The Bat Lineage had long left this Sanctum behind and were then expelled from the 073 Sanctum. But it seemed that their hold on the 064 Sanctum was much stronger than the 073 Sanctum had known.

Not only did they return to the 064 Sanctum, but of the bottom 60 Sanctums, they managed to come out as number one, effectively jumping more than 20 places for the F-tier.

While this raised some eyebrows, not many seemed to react to this as harshly as they should have.

For one, this was still the ranks of the F-tier, and no one cared very much. In addition, the bottom sixties were still considered to be of relatively low rank.

There was a huge gap between every 10 leaps, but even so, by the time you got to the 041 Sanctum, the F-tiers still didn’t have six-figure stats. In the eyes of the larger Sanctums, they were still pitifully weak and not worth much of an extra look.

The fact the 064 Sanctum had shown real struggle to get to this point only made others care even less for their achievements.

Because Elbrum had chosen such a lazy path, they had cut down the time needed significantly, not even taking three hours to settle on the bottom 60 ranks. But it was also because of that the odds of a much weaker Sanctum graduating to a higher level were more possible.

Had Sylas been awake, he would have certainly taken note of this matter. But he was still in a deep sleep and showed no signs of waking up.

Nosphaleen couldn’t help but frown seeing the way things were going. Three hours should have been enough for Sylas to wake up given his stats and his recovery abilities.

If Sylas had been in a state of high stress leading up to this moment, Nosphaleen could understand it, but he hadn’t been. He had been relaxing on Earth all this time. Except for… Nosphaleen’s pupils constricted.

Could it be related to that?

The suppression of the 073 Sanctum’s Scorpion Lineage seemed to have been something Sylas shrugged off. But could it be that shrugging it off had taken more out of him than it seemed?

Nosphaleen was only partially correct. If a percentage had to be assigned to it, it was barely 20% or so.

While this was impacting Sylas, it wasn’t enough for him to still be unconscious.

The real reason he was like this was because…

His Mental stats were too damn high.

Sylas had Mental stats at over two million. His Charisma would likewise be there if it hadn’t been tied to his Will.

Yet, that didn’t matter either. Because when he activated Madness, his Will and Charisma skyrocketed as well, increasing by a factor of 100.

For Sylas to be completely drained, he was essentially churning through a vaster reserve than even most D-tiers had. And because he was unconscious now, he wasn’t in a state of meditation. [Maddened Enlightenment] was only working passively rather than actively, slowing its effects considerably.

This would have been bad enough on its own, but before he passed out, he forcefully summoned Nosphaleen.

This was something Sylas usually took for granted. But his Hibernation Realm was a separate space, one that was formed around his own Will as a Vipermancer-a world he had to keep sustained and accessible all on his own.

Forcing the portal to open when he was dead tired, in the middle of a realm that wasn’t technically a real world but an artificial one that was already rebounding against his previous attempts at control, had practically caused Sylas’ Will to fissure in those last moments.

If Sylas hadn’t evolved to Infinite Will, that one action could have shattered his Will completely and killed him.

For the time being… Nosphaleen would be on her own.

Ekear appeared by their side at some unknown time, his expression one of worry. According to the rules of the gathering, outsiders weren’t allowed to help combatants, but he wasn’t even sure if he could if he was allowed.

He was sharp enough to tell that Sylas had a problem with his Will right now, but not sharp enough to understand exactly what the problem was.

He had no choice but to slowly look toward Nosphaleen.

“Can you do it?” he asked.

Nosphaleen was still looking at Sylas with that very same worried expression.

“I won’t fall before he wakes up.”

She had only just spoken when Elbrum’s voice echoed once more.