Genetic Ascension

Chapter 1042  Gone

Old Brama's palm came down with furious momentum. Just from his leap into the air, Zayreus had been blown away, coughing up mouthfuls of blood as he slammed into the benches and curved archways of the courtroom.

Zayreus wasn't far from the D-Grade already, and just the old man's aura and momentum from afar had caused him to react like this. One couldn't even begin to fathom the sort of devastation that Sylas was facing off against.

What chance in the world was there?

And the end result was exactly as one might expect.

The palm shattered everything in its path, leaving a bloody imprint in the marble-stoned ground. The imprint itself was smooth, perfect, a level of both power and control that very few in the old man's tier had ever reached.

But the inside was very different from the beautiful smoothness and structure.