Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 1253

Chapter 1253: Prince

Sylas’ eyes narrowed.

This was well in line with the culture of Demons. What he didn’t expect was that the flames of the Scorned Wrap would actually mean something to the Blazara.

Just like that, a huge segment of his enemies was gone, and the pressure lessened considerably. The Serpentes that had been fighting the Blazara swarmed to other locations, increasing the pressure severalfold.

No, it was worse than a huge segment. Other than the Ghorath, the Blazara were the largest fighting group here. They were of equal power to the Ghorath and had more numbers as well.

Now that they were gone, the abilities of the Noble Demons to defend themselves had plummeted to near zero.

Sylas didn’t bother to ask the little girl about this. He already knew that he couldn’t afford it, but he slotted this information to the back of his mind. His head slowly turned toward Prince.

Black scales rippled across his body, golden slit pupils staring down the largest threat he felt here.

The Duke had left Prince behind for a reason. And unlike with the Duke, Sylas didn’t know the True Name of his Sanguara. On top of that, he needed to find a way to preserve his own combat prowess for the battle that was still yet to come.

The Sanguara were stamina Demons. While it seemed like their greatest asset was now the Duchess’ speed and strength, it was actually their regeneration abilities. The fact that they could heal from wounds was the least of the problems. It was the fact this regeneration was almost certainly deeper than being just a healing factor.

They didn’t tire, they didn’t fatigue, they didn’t need sleep.

They were Immortals in the truest sense, and they were Sylas’ greatest challenge here.

There was a flicker, and the Prince suddenly stood two meters from Sylas.

"How do you control that curse flame? Explain yourself."

Sylas didn’t reply. There was something odd about this Prince. He had been quiet all this time.

Maybe he was being just as cautious about Sylas as Sylas was being about him. But the problem was that he had suddenly appeared right before Sylas like this. This was the furthest thing from being cautious.

The roar of the Hollow Wing shook the skies again, a beam coming down from above.

*’Hm?’*

The Prince frowned, waving a hand to slap it away. But midway, his expression changed.

It was too late.

It looked like a beam, but it wasn’t that at all. It was \[Hollow Rend].

Unfortunately for the Prince, he didn’t notice soon enough that the Hollow Wing’s Constitution was far too low for this attack to work...

Normally, that is.

But when the Thryskai’s feather was in play, all sorts of rules could be broken.

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