Shakily, Sylas pushed himself up and pulled out a Healing Elixir from Joel's items and downed it. He had quite a few of these, and they were designed to be used by Level 8's to 10's, so it couldn't be too bad.
A soothing feeling rushed through his body, and Sylas felt that his body was quickly repairing itself, but it would still take several hours. Unfortunately, it seemed that even these Elixirs weren't designed to be instant heals. Much like the others, they scaled with Constitution and only increased his natural healing rate. free𝑤ebnovel.com
Luckily, his Constitution had had a great improvement recently.
Sylas tried to fuse with the Basilisk King to improve it further and try again, but unfortunately, it seemed that he was too injured to do it. The situation seemed to be the same as back when the Basilisk King was too injured to fuse with him.
'It would be hard to use this as a trump card in battle if a severe injury can hinder it…'
Sylas shook his head.
Since he was injured, he chose to keep a low profile.
At the moment, he was still in the deserts of Lone Star, and the sun had not yet risen. It was a few hours from dawn.
The government officials were still occupied by the portal, trying to stop the beasts from overrunning the city, but it was hard to tell if they would call for help or not. If helicopters began scouring the region, he would be quickly found out.
He had taken the risk to improve out here in the middle of nowhere because he didn't really have a safe haven to go to.
On the one hand, the government was after him, and on the other, he couldn't fully trust Bloom and her brother.
'I should start making my way back…'
Sylas stood and began to walk. He had kept his wits about him, so he knew exactly where to go. He wasn't worried about going the wrong way anymore.
'I should also already be in Lone Star, so the likelihood of running into a roadblock is low. But considering the breakout of the portal, maybe I shouldn't bank on that.'
His body felt a bit weak, but he found that the more he moved, the better it got.
Soon, he saw that it wasn't because his healing was going by so much faster, but rather because his Aether was subconsciously moving on its own.
'Oh?'
His Aether was supplementing his inner organs by supporting them and stopping them from rattling around, lessening the pain.
Realizing this, Sylas understood that he had benefited greatly. It was impossible for him to run into a situation where his Aether control was so poor again, and even if he did, he felt that he would be able to adjust quickly.
Sylas made his way forward, sprinting at his best Speed once he got the hang of it.
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