Genetic Ascension
Chapter 1203: Hollow [Bonus]

[Thanks to regixyz <3. Please rot]

Sylas roared, his arm swinging down.

From above, he looked like a knight riding a steed—if that steed was a Sacred Beast with eyes so crimson it reminded one of pools of blood and deposits of ruby.

The hive trembled as it seemed to try one last-ditch effort to save itself. But it was far too late.

The world fell into silence as the lance disappeared into the queen hornet’s body, splitting its defenses so seamlessly it almost looked as though it had done nothing at all—until eruptions of emerald lightning turned it into a pincushion.

The queen hornet was shattered from the inside out, its Will collapsing first, leaving its eyes vacant. And then its body followed, everything shattering to pieces as though it had never had a Constitution that high to begin with.

Sylas took a deep breath, and then another soon after. Then he looked down at the Hollow Wing…

This creature…

It was unruly, but it was powerful. Despite having taken in Demonic Aether, though, it didn’t seem to have any other changes to it. It looked much the same as it always did, other than the fact it was larger now, as though it had perfectly scaled up.

Somewhere deep inside, Sylas felt that this beast was hiding more than what it seemed, but he had no way to prove it, and the little girl had basically already told him everything he could afford already.

’Hollow Wing…’

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[Hollow Wing (???) (Sacred Mount)]

[Level: 17]

[Attribute: Hollow]

[+100% ALL Stats]

[Limit: XXX]

[Talents]

>[Hollow Burst]

>[Hollow Call]

>[Hollow Claw]

>LOCKED

…

—

Sylas still couldn’t read its Limit, but what he knew for certain was that at Level 17, it was already capable of easily adding +100% to his stats. Which meant that there was actually potential the Hollow Wing had that Sylas was already missing out on because his own stats were actually too low.

This was ridiculous.

Sylas was a Level 50—a D-Grade Human Simioid. He had improved so many times, in so many ways.

But on top of that, just then, he had activated his Scorpion Warlord Armor as well, and the Hollow Wing was still able to take it with ease.

Just what was its Limit, and how much was he missing out on already?

And then there were these three new “Talents,” they were called.

Sylas had never heard of something referred to in this way. He had heard of Mounts having Skills, or them even having Gene Talents, but what was… just a Talent?

He could afford the answer to this question; he was just unwilling to pay it… especially since now that they were unlocked, he could use his Vipermancy Profession to understand.

And when he did, he was floored.

A Talent shared a moniker with Gene Talent for a reason.

They were innate Gene Talents that didn’t need to be trained and came without the stamina hit. Though they had their own cooldowns, using them would never almost kill the Hollow Wing like Sylas’ new Elevated Gene Talent.

And each one was broken.

Hollow Burst spoke for itself. To ignore space and time, crossing a set distance in a flash with nothing more than the intention to do so… just what sort of concept was that?

How could anyone even react to such a thing?

But this was just the most basic mode of using it. If it was used as an evasion or defensive tactic, who could even touch them when they were in the skies?

It was just that it seemed Hollow Wing could only use this three times in a day. If it used it any more, although its stamina wouldn’t be depleted, its wings would be on the verge of being torn from its body.

It would be suffering a different kind of stress.

However, up until that limit, it would still be capable of continuing to battle at 100%, as though it hadn’t just used an ability few, if any at all, would be able to react to at their level.

And then there was still Hollow Call and Hollow Claw.

At the pace these Talents were appearing, Sylas was fairly sure that one appeared for every five levels at this point.

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[Hollow Call (Talent)]

[Level: 17]

[Instant Death to those with Unformed Will.]

—

When Sylas saw the description of this Talent, he didn’t know what to say. Wasn’t this… the vast majority of people in existence? Could he just have the Hollow Wing unleash such a howl over a planet and genocide the entire world?

It had to have a limit, right? It couldn’t just be that anyone without at least a Flexible Will was just finished…

With a Talent like that, it would practically make ganging up on Sylas impossible. He simply didn’t believe it. There had to be a limit, there had to be something he was missing or something he would find out later.

Then he wondered if this Hollow Call would work against Demons as well… it said Will, not Demonic Will, but… the Hollow Wing was using Demonic Aether to progress, so could the difference be so large?

—

[Hollow Claw (Talent)]

[Level: 17]

[Deal direct damage to target ignoring armor and various defenses]

—

Another broken ability, another something Sylas felt had to have a limit of some sort. Or else, why would there be a level attached to them? It couldn’t be that the Hollow Wing had just rolled out of its quasi-egg a legendary amongst legendary beasts, right?

But then it improved again, sucking up more Demonic Aether.

—

[Hollow Wing (???) (Sacred Mount)]

[Level: 20]

[Attribute: Hollow]

[+100% ALL Stats]

[Limit: XXX]

[Talents]

>[Hollow Burst]

>[Hollow Call]

>[Hollow Claw]

>[Hollow Bloom]

>LOCKED

…

…

—

[Hollow Bloom (Talent)]

[Level: 20]

[Summon a field of boneflowers and glass thorns]

—

That was it—no other description, no other information. And yet… Sylas actually got the feeling that every step up he took, the more powerful the Talents were as well.

Hollow Burst had kept his attention for so long…

But it was nothing more than the tip of the iceberg.

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