"What the hell is that..." Khan mumbled, his eyes still locked onto the hut. The mixture of auras he was feeling was too wild and ridiculous, so much so that he wanted to see if he could pull his brain out from his skull and do a bit of maintenance and cleaning to see if he could get his senses to cooperate.
Because it didn’t feel like there was any real world he could possibly be a part of that allowed the chaos he was sensing right now.
From Ape, to Serpentes, and then to such chaos, right back to Ape, and Serpentes, only to land on sothing vaguely Scorpion—and yet now.
Then there was the poison, the density of it all hanging in the air, but it was also unlike any poison Khan had ever sensed.
Technically, it was poison, denoted by its deconstruction of Aether and the general aura of it all. But it felt like it touched on aspects of Spaceti, and then there was the lightning, destruction aspects of it. Yet, sohow all of that paled in comparison to what turned out to be the most shocking of it all...
A Will attack?
It was practically tearing even into his own Will, and he felt now more than ever just how indifferent Sylas’ Will was to those beneath the C-tier.
Gralith didn’t seem to know what was happening either... but just as the two were wondering what they should even be doing in this situation, Sylas stumbled out, his face pale and pulsing with so veins that looked almost too crimson, and so other veins that were practically pitch black.
"Holy... what happened to you?" Khan asked, his voice carrying hints of worry that didn’t quite compute to Sylas. Why would this man be so worried about soone he had only just t?
Gralith didn’t say anything, just looked at Sylas deeply.
"I need... the eyes... of a D-tier... with powerful... ocular abilities..."
Khan blinked, seemingly realizing now that all the veins ravaging Sylas’ body were coming from his eyes. Their gazes t briefly, and for a mont Gralith’s second disciple felt as though a palm was descending down from the skies, splitting the clouds and crushing mountains with its wind pressure alone.
Savage and undeniable, it seed to desire to block out even Khan’s existence itself, crushing him in one fell swoop.
Khan’s gaze snapped away in an instant, his breath hitching for a mont. The shock in his eyes was evident, and for quite a while, he didn’t even know how to react.
Gralith saw this scene, but he didn’t seem to have the ti to attend to Khan at the mont at all.
"And?" Gralith asked.
"Energy... large amounts... whatever you can muster..."
Gralith looked at Sylas for a mont and then nodded. Sylas didn’t know what that ant, but he also didn’t ask as he fell over.
**
Sylas’ eyes opened with a snap under a powerful nudge to his psyche. He felt that it had co from the little girl, and he almost imdiately grabbed out on instinct.
They had already discussed this before.
She said that he had seven hours before things reached a point of no return, but this was real life, not a video ga. If things would deteriorate to that point in just seven hours, it ant that every mont Sylas spent without the things he needed was a state where his body would beco more imperfect.
So, they had agreed for him to enter a comatose state. It wasn’t sothing that Sylas had ever done before, but with how powerful his Will was, the difficulty wasn’t high. All he had to do was forcefully shut down his bodily functions and place himself in a state of limbo where his evolution ground to a halt.
Luckily, he had [Madness Control].
When everything was prepared, she would send a jolt through his mind to wake him.
Sylas barely had ti to register that he felt as though he was in an enormous room of a scale he couldn’t quite comprehend at all. He was already bringing out items he had taken from the Golden Grove, the hand that had reached out to snatch sothing grasping eyes that made his body shake for a mont before King Slayer activated.
Sylas’ heart couldn’t help but skip a beat. When he asked for the eyes of a D-tier with powerful ocular abilities, he hadn’t specified because he had no idea if Gralith would even be capable of it in the first place.
Sure, Gralith was a powerful C-tier ranked in the top 100 of C-tier across the Sector, but powerful eyes didn’t grow on trees. Even if he could find one easily enough, they would almost certainly be descendants of a powerful Clan.
This was why Sylas didn’t like asking for favors, especially in this world. Nothing was simple, even if you were powerful.
However, for these eyes to seemingly overwhelm his King Slayer, even if it was for just a mont...
Sylas didn’t have ti to think about it, popping open the lid to the cylindrical glass device before him, but the mont he did, the eyes he thought were about the sa size as his own suddenly expanded, shattering the glass and growing to the point that each one was instantly at his height, and then suddenly double even that.
He could practically hear the roar of the beast it had co from. Space warped beneath the Aether radiating from it, the crimson slit irises carrying an explosion of rouges that looked like an erupting nebula.
Practically any other F-tier standing before such eyes would find themselves dead, or at best on their knees. If Sylas didn’t have King Slayer, he would have no hope of absorbing these eyes at all.
But he did.
’Begin.’
His thoughts went by in a flash and he was already starting. Runes flew, the intricacies of [Sacred Oculum Transmutation] far clearer to him now than they had ever been before.
There was a wild pulse of energy, and the enormous eyes began to break down into a complex series of Runes Sylas couldn’t even begin to comprehend.
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