Novel Full Chapter 1401: A Whiff [Bonus]
[Bonus chapter thanks to Lost917 <3 you bastards really are growing like weeds… you kill one and ten more pop up…]
“Why did you conclude this?”
Gwenu looked toward her master, feeling her lip twitch.
She had been with Gralith since she was a little girl. She had lost count of the number of conversations she had hadwith him, and how many times he had guided her.
But never once—not a single time—had she ever heard him ask a question of someone. At the very least, he had never asked one that wasn’t rhetorical or in some attempt to guide her to the right answer herself.
But this… this was the master she had always respected, the master she felt knew and understood everything, asking something of an F-tier he didn’t understand himself.
She didn’t know how to deal with this at all.
“I’ve fought the Tiger Lineage before on my home world.”
Gralith’s eyes narrowed.
When Sylas said this, he seemed to have thought of something, but Sylas himself was also paying attention to Gralith’s reaction.
Until this moment, Sylas still had no idea how the Scorpion Warlord Lineage had even ended up on Earth in the first place. But the fact Gralith was asking this question at least struck off one possibility… The odds that the Sanctum as a whole was related to the invasion of Earth were unlikely.
“And?” Gralith pressed.
“I didn’t know enough about Warlord Armors back then, but my memory remains. Every Lineage, even if they follow the same Beast Path, has their own unique fingerprint. The tweaks and changes made to the mesh of a Warlord Armor are hard to hide, and it’s especially obvious in one’s Will. As you’ve said before, the Sanctum is less of a hub of Rune Masters and far more of a hub for masters of Will.
“The 713th Tiger Warlord’s Will was far too similar to that person’s. It mapped onto it one for one. The only difference was in power.
“The odds that they were guided by the same person, or at least follow the same philosophies, is better than 90%.
“But what’s been obvious these last few months is that this is the first time the Thryskai have been a part of this Sanctum 073. So there’s only one explanation left.”
Gralith observed Sylas for a long while, his breathing steady and his expression unreadable.
Sylas spoke of it so simply, but feeling out the intricacies of a C-tier Will wasn’t something that should be possible even for another C-tier, let alone an F-tier.
Just how sensitive was Sylas to Wills?
It was easy to speak of his talent in Runes, or his intelligence, but just what was this Will talent? Gralith had simply never seen an F-tier at this level, not even at the Emperor Sanctum.
It wasn’t just that Sylas’ Will was Marked—a level that not even the C-tiers of the Sanctum were at. In fact, throughout the universe, reaching this level was incredibly rare, on the order of one in a trillion.
But with his True Pride Seed, all Wills were culled under Sylas’ presence. Trying to subtly use such a powerful Will to target him… well, it was like willfully exposing yourself to his senses.
The 713th Tiger Warlord might as well have stripped naked in front of Sylas and done a little twirl.
“Then what would you like to do about it?” Gralith asked.
Gwenu was speechless again. Why’d this master of hers insist on her being the third disciple if he was going to continue asking Sylas questions like this?
She might as well be the baby disciple here.
“Nothing for now,” Sylas said. “I already killed the Thryskai that came to my home world, but what’s obvious here is that the Purvon are leagues beyond the other Thryskai now. Their roots are planted so deeply here and reach so far that they even managed to entangle a world that was so heavily protected by the system.
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“Any plan that I come up with now will be empty and worthless compared to their preparation. Even if we expose this truth to the Kaelthar, the Purvon might just decide to wipe them out ahead of time—and that might not benefit us. Our best card right now is that they don’t know they’ve been exposed already, and they seem to be unaware that I am from the Summoned World they targeted.”
“Wait. Wait. Wait!” Gwenu grabbed Sylas’ collar, and even Khan looked over. “You’re from a Summoned World?!”
Sylas gave her a glance, but she didn’t seem embarrassed by her reaction at all.
There were many things that Sylas wasn’t saying. For example, the entire reason there was a vacancy in the Demi-God tier of Thryskai right now was because of Sylas.
Sylas was the one that exposed the Thryskai. He was the reason the system went on a rampage and wiped them out. He was the one that triggered it all.
But somehow… the Purvon came out unscathed through all of it?
That left Sylas wondering.
There were only two possibilities.
Either Aki was acting on his own, or Sylas didn’t deserve as much credit for this as he thought.
Sylas’ Dominus Paragon Title… he didn’t receive it after the Demi-Gods were destroyed. He received it after he successfully became a candidate to become the Milky Way’s Progenitor.
If he was really the real reason the Myrrakhael fell, then he should have received his Dominus Paragon Title the moment they were destroyed.
He had somewhat overlooked this in the past because he had relied more on physical strength than intelligence to succeed in the Summoning. But was that completely true?
In the end, he still had to leap over many hurdles and traps in order to get as far as he did. Without his intelligence, he would have died in the Madness Dungeon, let alone made it so far.
If the Dominus Paragon Title was capable of measuring all of this, then it should have credited him for it. Unless…
The system didn’t believe he deserved the greatest credit for it at all.
What if behind the Purvon Clan of Thryskai, there was a true monster of strategy hiding in the shadows? A genius even Sylas hadn’t caught a whiff of until this very moment?
The person who was the true reason for the fall of a Demi-God Clan.