Genetic Ascension

“How much do you know about recently Summoned Worlds in this galaxy?” Sylas asked.

“Recently Summoned worlds?” Lorien replied.

“Within two or three generations.”

“… There’s very little information about worlds like that. It is not normal to know much about Summoned Worlds in the first place. Even after they integrate, it takes them a while to form a connection with the rest of the galaxy…”

Lorien wanted to say that Earth was an oddity by comparison, but quite frankly, she didn’t know much about Earth either. No one even knew where Earth was, nor could they figure out which world Sylas came from.

The Sylphs would certainly know, but that was only because they were embroiled in the conflict from the very start.

This was a vulnerability that would surely rear its ugly head in the future, but at this point, Sylas could only deal with one problem at a time.

“And if I told you they were likely human?”

“Humans are probably the most common race across the universe, that narrows down nothing…”

Sylas fell into silence. Was that the case? Why did it feel like he was surrounded by aliens every time he came to this bazaar, then? Were humans just in general not capable of coming this far?

‘In that case, it has to be here.’

There was only one way to deal with this if he couldn’t get his hands on information about this Summoned World.

He had to deal with this situation on this Level 30 Bazaar before the young prince could have a chance to leave.

Sylas had never been a person to put things off. Discipline was baked into his very bones. If he could deal with this lingering Legacy issue right now, or at least force them to second guess their actions enough to give him more time to grow…

He would do that.

Being indecisive would only cost him his life.

In that case, it seemed that rather than waiting until he got to the Level 50 Bazaar to truly put his stamp on things, he would put his foot down right here and now.

He would have to let the Skai Galaxy know that he was here.

No, not just the Skai Galaxy…

Even those looking in from the outside.

**

[Quicktime Event Triggered]

[Czar of the Bazaar]

[Level Recommended: 30]

[Description: The position of Bazaar Czar had been vacated, leaving an opening. Claim a majority of Territory Flags to become the new Czar and gain the acknowledgement of the Golden Grove]

[Event Type: Capture the Flag]

[Note: Triggered by System Recognized Organization]

[Clear Requirements]

[Claim five Territory Flags]

—

[Leaderboard]

[Team Thorn – 3]

[Team Skai – 1]

[Team Slug – 1]

[Team Four – 1]

—

Sylas looked at this list quite calmly.

Team Thorn should be the Petals of the Seeing Thorn. Team Skai also spoke for itself. He wasn’t entirely sure what Team Slug or Team Four was, but if he had to guess for the latter, it was likely the third powerhouse race of the Skai 11331 Galaxy, those four-armed monsters.

Six of the flags had been captured already, which left three more unclaimed. At least this was Sylas’ guess.

The system explanation said to capture the majority, and the target was five, so the math was pretty simple.

These remaining three were either not yet found, or still being fought over. If it was the former, it just might be even more tricky.

But now… Sylas was learning.

‘Which direction do I go it?’

Sylas stood in place then slowly turned. Soon, he felt an itch in his heart.

‘Now, which one is closest?’

Sylas spun again.

‘Which one has not been found yet?’

Sylas asked himself questions again and again before he suddenly stomped a foot and launched himself forward.

…

Minutes later, Sylas reached forward at the top of a mountain with howling winds of sand lashing out against his skin.

—

[You have Captured a Flag]

[Establish Team?]

[Yes][No]

[Yes]

[Name Team]

[Leaderboard]

[>Team Thorn – 3]

[>Team Skai – 1]

[>Team Slug – 1]

[>Team Four – 1]

[>Team Grimblade – 1]

—

Sylas shot off into the distance again, his Speed focused. This one was much further away and it took him an entire two hours before he successfully crossed the distance.

—

[Leaderboard]

[>Team Thorn – 3]

[>Team Grimblade – 2]

…

—

‘The third is being fought over.’

Sylas knew this before he even went. Team Thorn was already involved, trying to get themselves a fourth. As for Team Skai, it was clear that their team was more here for show than anything else. They had already put all of their resources into the peak bazaars.

By claiming two of the flags, Sylas had at least made it far more difficult for Team Thorn to win without a battle. If they wanted five, they would have to steal it from him or one of the other teams.

But the only way to be certain that they would fail was if he stole one.

This time, he would have to take that opportunity.

**

“Someone tell me where the hell Yvette is!” A behemoth of a woman growled.

She stood at four meters tall, wielding a club thicker than even her body. Standing in the middle of the battlefield like a tank, she smashed out again and again, ripping the enemies before her to shreds.

“Lady Mov, we just got a report.”

“What the hell happened?”

“She was in a one-on-one battle with a lightning user. She lost and was severely injured. She had to leave in order to recuperate.”

“Lightning user?”

Lightning Aether users were very rare because the Aether was particularly unruly to control. There weren’t many, and there were even fewer with enough control to battle it out against an E-Grade as powerful as Yvette.

“The speculation is that it was Sylas Grimblade, Lady Mov.”

“What?! That’s impossible. Sylas Grimblade is an F-Grade. He is still on the Titan ranking.”

“He is Level 50 now, Lady.”

“So fucking what?! Yvette is Level 67!”

The reports stopped coming. But it was hard to tell if that was because the scout had said all they needed to, or if it was the fact emerald lightning had begun to flash in the air.

Lady Mov looked up, her eyes blazing.