Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 1062

Sylas felt his body freeze in place, an icy cold peeling through him. It felt like a cross between a chilled knife scraping just beneath his skin and a prickling, intense, almost blaring resonance with something far deeper than he could quite sense.

It was an odd feeling, especially since with Taboo Bond having finally reached Level 50, there was unlikely to be any part of his body that he hadn’t sensed in one way or another.

Inwardly, though, Sylas was still able to follow that process and feel it out slowly.

There was a connection formed between his eyes and the rest of his body. The former was dictating the actions of the latter, and the technique itself was adapting to the changes that were dictated by the former as well.

Sacred Oculum Transmutation could be used in two ways. The first was just to steal the abilities of the eyes that you had taken in, but this wasn’t the way that Sylas was using them. Rather than this, Sylas was using it to amplify the abilities of his current eyes—abilities granted to him by his Runeweaver Profession.

He hadn’t originally thought that there would be much of a difference, but the moment the resources pooled together, melting akin to lava into the deep grooves he had pressed into the ground, he felt a resonating sort of difference.

Right now, his eyes were like add-ons, external items he popped into his body. But much like the rest of him, they weren’t well and truly part of his foundation.

This wasn’t the first time Sylas had faced such a problem. All of his Genes, Unique Genes, and new abilities he gained, for that matter, were exactly like this. And they would continue to be until he completed his F-Grade Foundation.

This was the gap between those born with their Talent, and those that had to shift and change things around in their bodies, slowly adding to themselves strength that wasn’t originally their own.

But right now, the blood vessels that connected Sylas’ eyes to the rest of his body were deepening and becoming more numerous and complex. Slowly, rather than being reliant on themselves and themselves alone, his eyes were actually learning how to work in conjunction with the rest of his body.

This alone would reduce the strain he faced in using them in the future considerably, but it also went to point out something else.

If he tried to use this technique to steal the abilities of other eyes, but lacked the Genes and Unique Genes to support it, then he would just be doing himself a disservice.

Unless he could steal the Unique Genes of the Thryskai, taking their eyes’ abilities was worthless to him. And, even if he had the opportunity to…

Sylas wasn’t sure if he would.

His intuition was telling him that his eyes were far superior to what Mortal Thryskai could live up to.

He didn’t have enough experience with stronger Thryskai to make an assessment, but at least for Mortal Grade ones… he had no desire at all for their strengths and abilities.

These Runeweaver Eyes… were on another level entirely.

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