Genetic Ascension novel Chapter 2341

Sylas didn't speak when his gaze met Gogo's across the layers separating the Demi-God and God Planes, and after only a moment, he was the first to look away.

There was nothing more to say between them for now, and his attention instead turned inward as his newly formed eyes seemed to click into place like the rotating gears of some impossibly complex mechanism.

His irises spun in slow layers, emerald Runes swimming beneath their surface while his pupils constricted and dilated on command, each movement more precise than anything his old eyes had ever been capable of.

There was a beautiful sort of synergy to them now, one that followed the arc of his Will so naturally that there was almost no distinction between thought and sight.

The connection between his eyes, his Will, and by extension his Charisma had become so seamless that the world itself felt more responsive, as though everything within his gaze had been placed a fraction closer to the palm of his hand.

His old Runeweaver Eyes had long fallen behind the Rune Master he had become, but now that the weakness of the vessel itself had been removed, there was no reason to leave them there.

His gaze pulsed, and something deep within the layered emerald Runes began to shift.

The Runeweaver Eyes had once been a crutch that allowed him to do things his own Rune Mastery had eventually surpassed, but that didn't mean the foundation itself had become useless. It only meant that it needed to catch up, and now Sylas possessed the eyes, Will, and comprehension necessary to force that evolution himself.

One layer of emerald Runes folded into another while the hidden ring of gold remained steady beneath them, his perception changing with every rotation.

Sylas closed his eyes as the process settled into motion, his thoughts already moving beyond the nebula and toward what came next. Once he finished here, there was only one place left to go, and the Heavens Clash had already been waiting long enough.

It was time to go to the frontier.

But he guessed that if he was going to upgrade his eyes, he might as well finally make use of the legacies his worthless disciple had left behind. He wondered just how many ocular techniques and genes were hidden in their bristles.

**

The gap between Heavens had never been a place meant for ordinary travel.

Void stretched between them in distances that couldn't be measured by normal means, swallowing careless travelers and tearing apart those who underestimated what existed outside the protection of a Heaven's laws.

Normally, even powerful Demi-Gods would think twice before attempting to cross such a region without preparation, but the Heaven System was changing that now, building a bridge through the chaos so that the youths of two Heavens could reach one another and kill.

The bridge wasn't complete yet.

Below the airship, fragmented stretches of stabilized reality cut through the darkness like unfinished roads, portions of them connecting cleanly while others dissolved into unstable currents that twisted around one another.

Warriors had already begun crossing despite the danger, leaping from stable sections into the chaos wherever the bridge failed, trusting their own abilities to carry them through the gaps before the void could swallow them.

Vaelith watched from behind the broad viewing glass of the airship.

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