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Limitless Evolution: The Path To Immortality
Chapter 233 The Blood Knight [3] - The KingChapter 233 The Blood Knight [3] - The King
Forceful genetic transmutation.
The ability to change the genetics of something before him, by rewriting its DNA in order to get a certain outcome. On Earth, that was the point of the healing factor drug. A drug that could quite literally rewrite the genetics of a human to give them eternal youth and complete resistance to all types of disease and illness.
Of course, that backfired horribly. Silas still didn't understand why it had gone out of control like that. It's almost like it was tampered with, but he knew that wasn't possible since he was the only one with the knowledge of the life equation.
Maybe humans weren't ready for such powers? But the same could not be said for a world with magic—a world with mana, and creatures that had adapted to that very same mana.
Plus, the genetic transmutation wasn't being performed on anything alive. Just organic... A Gilea-level feat, one might say.
So, Silas decided to walk into a hall, expand his shadow, and do that very thing. Record the DNA of an organic product to create a potion that would be much better than anything the products he had would create.
Of course, Silas quickly realized that such a feat was nearly impossible with a weaker core. He needed an enormous amount of mana to just form the runes to do such a thing. Yet, since those runes were from the life equation, those alone would have probably caught the attention of every powerful figure on Gilea if he had not blacked out the room.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThrough the eyes and senses of an emerald core, the runes would have simply been something that are far too strong for them to understand, therefore giving them a headache.
On the other hand, if he hadn't blacked out the entire hall, though, that same emerald-cored mage might have died on the spot or, worse, mutated into an unstoppable monster.
However, he knew that the runes from the life equation that he used wouldn't affect someone with a ruby core to the same extent, and from his understanding of things, the higher level being within the academy was most likely a ruby core, if not a high grade one at that.
Sure, the life equation was a highly complex set of millions of runes, each one meaning a different thing, yet the woman before him wouldn't die if he simply used the runes that gave off the least threatening energy within the equation.
So, using those, runes, Silas changed the genetic component of the ice rose, giving it a different way to guide the mana. By doing so, not only did he create a more efficient potion, but he also somehow increased the effectiveness of that very potion, increasing it by an entire grade.
Silas didn't know the grades for the potions yet, but it seemed to have been done on a numbered basis. The books he read seemed to think of the knowledge he was looking for as too rudimentary to mention it fully, but Silas understood that there were probably around 9 or 10 grades. He just didn't know whether grade 1 or 9 was better.
Eventually, after the potion concoction, the woman before him finally showed up. The concoction could still be seen floating behind him within the vast emptiness of the abyssal hall, yet, the runes had already disappeared into thin air.
Silas' focus shifted back to the woman after recalling everything that had happened until this very moment. He looked her in the eyes, his smile growing calmer as the seconds passed.
The woman didn't say anything after her previous words but didn't find the need to. After all, her eyes were transfixed on the potion floating behind the boy before her, her gaze never wavering, as if she was trying to decipher what lay before her very eyes.
A few seconds passed as this silence continued, but after a while, the woman, Veronica, broke out of her trance-like state and tightened her hands behind her back.
She quickly reeled in her interest but knew it was too late. She had heard tales about the man before her, and she knew he could break everything about her down to her upbringing from a single gaze.
At that moment, she understood that everything before him was a ruse. She was a part of his vast plan, and she had fallen right into the net of the interconnected spectrum that was his goal.
Yet, despite seeing it, she could not turn down what she saw before him, and she knew that the boy before her knew that.
"What do you want?" She finally gritted her teeth and pushed down her pride. She could not let her academy suffer due to it, so the only thing she could do right now was get the best offer she could get.
"You said that Gilea doesn't know my name." Silas completely ignored her question and spoke the questions on his mind. He slowly turned around, his arms behind his back just like the Veronica, yet, she couldn't help but slouch her shoulder slightly and bend her back as if something was weighing her down.
"Then, how do you know me?" Silas asked, his voice cold and distant, while his eyes glistened with every glowing emerald that burned from deep within his eyes.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmVeronica's eyes traveled upwards to look into the eyes of the boy before her, yet, she couldn't.
Her instinct was to look away. To not look directly into the eyes of the unknown.
She knew that she could flatten him within a moment and not waver for a second, even if he tried his hardest to fight back, but she couldn't.
She had heard so many tales about him from when she was younger that it felt like her instincts were formed to keep her cautious of that very person.
"The king..."
"The king?" Silas raised a brow.
Veronica paused, her expression remaining calm, as if she wasn't at all threatened by Silas. Yet, inwardly, she was trying to weigh whether or not she should tell him more.
After a few seconds, she closed her eyes, tightened her fist, and parted her lips to speak the final few words.
"The king of Xylem. He told me about you many years ago. Before you came to this world. He gave me your real name, the name you'll use when you come to Gilea, your nickname, Judgement, and even the name that Gilea and the others refer to you with."
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