Genetic Ascension

Chapter 874  No One But Myself

BANG!

The ground in front of Nathan shook, and he opened his eyes to find an enormous cube of Metarock laid out before him. He almost couldn't believe his eyes.

"There's not much time left. So I advise whatever plan you have, you implement it swiftly. I'm sure you also know the consequences if you've lied to me."

Sylas had already thought about what might happen if Earth failed. His first plan would be to escape with his family and then kill an Overlord Race member as quickly as possible. He didn't believe that, with the Madness Key, he wouldn't be able to snatch a destiny without the help of the system.

After that, he would take things one step at a time.

Without Earth, things would be more troublesome, but that didn't mean they would be impossible. Plus, who knew? Maybe in the future, there might be a chance to pull Earth out of its plight.

However… if he could manage it, he hoped not to have to do it at all.

As for why he chose to trust Archibald, it was because Nathan finally said something that caught his interest.

All the reasons he should trust Archibald were already known to him. The moment Nathan said this, Sylas nodded inwardly.

Because the words were true.

As for what the reason was, that was none other than the Split Realm.

There was a reason the Split Realm had given such perfectly tailored rewards. As far as he saw it, it was quite literally the attempt of a world to save itself.

The system was foolish and could make idiotic mistakes when the wool was pulled over its eyes. But the Split Realm was different. It wasn't built by the current system, but rather the previous system.

Split Realms were triggered by natural occurrences and changes in the world. Simply put, they were controlled, manifested, and formed by Earth itself.

This was all to say that if a Split Realm chose to support someone, it was with good cause and could be trusted.

But that wasn't the main reason Sylas chose to trust this time. Instead, it was because of the Glass Pinecone.

When the Pinecone tried to integrate with him, Sylas felt two paths in front of him. The Glass Throne came with such a heavy burden, one that encompassed the hopes and dreams of everyone on Earth…

In the end, he chose the selfish direction, to build his Throne on his own abilities. In fact, there was a very good chance that this was why he was still an Heir and his Class Title hadn't changed even when he formed a Legendary Class.

Inwardly, though… he had a feeling that Archibald made a very different choice. If he was correct, Archibald built his Throne on the back of the people of Earth, and that burden was his to hold.

That was why he chose to trust Archibald this time.

Nathan nodded slowly to Sylas' words.

"Is it enough?" Sylas asked.

"… It should be…"

Nathan bit his tongue, holding back his question. Sylas' words implied that he had more, but he couldn't fathom how that could be possible. According to Archibald's estimates, Sylas wouldn't be able to gather even 10% of this amount. So how could he have more?

If before their plan had about a 50/50 chance of succeeding, with this much Metarock… it really did change everything.

Nathan looked up and met Sylas' eyes with a fiery look in the depths of his irises. This Sylas was truly a complete anomaly.

A jolt ran through Nathan's heart. "Hey! Where are you going?!"

Sylas, after receiving Nathan's confirmation, moved toward the edge of the pillar. In his hands, Lauren still hung, the fear radiating out from her eyes, only overwhelmed by the pain.

"I don't trust anyone but myself." Sylas replied calmly.

Nathan's pupils trembled. He made the mistake of opening his eyes and looking at Sylas, and right at that moment, it felt like there was a looming mountain standing before him.

It didn't feel like a man at all, it felt like an ancient beast.

He had really come here with every intent on taking on everything by himself. He might have taken a different path than Archibald, but the outcome was still the same.

The main difference was that if Sylas failed, he didn't share the burden either. He would take it all himself.

"If you don't want to die, tell me how to make it past this barrier. You have ten seconds." Sylas said coldly.

"There's—There's no way. You can't—the method is…" Lauren stumbled over her words.

She didn't know what was happening. She was so calm in the face of Sylas' presence in the past. But right now, he felt like a completely different person.

She was a genius of Legacy, someone picked out from the time she could barely walk. She was groomed and trained until she reached her stage today, where she was confident that she could stand tall above almost anyone else… but maybe the few that had gone on ahead.

That said, even when standing before them, she didn't feel so oppressed, so small.

The current Sylas wouldn't let anything or anyone stand in his way, and it was suffocating to the point of choking the breath out of her lungs.

"Speak." Sylas said coldly.

The words spilled out of Lauren.

"The Field Dungeon has been tampered with. Normally, you would only need one key to make it past the barrier, but now you need a full slate. Without at least three, you can't—."

Sylas tossed Lauren to Nosphaleen. "I want all the information about the necklace out of her. You know what to do. You're responsible for making sure nothing happens to Casstle Main. Send all the information you gain directly to me."

"Yes, master."

Without another word, Sylas dove into the pillar. There was a flash and the keys on his body that came not just from the temples he had personally cleared, but also Vorthyx, took action.

Lauren's eyes widened, not understanding. How had Sylas gathered so many on his own? It hadn't even been a day, while Legacy, by comparison, had an entire army to work with.

Sylas had left before she could say anything, but having that many keys… wouldn't he end up ahead of them all?