Chapter 1192: The Story [Bonus]
[Thanks chrono, may you grow lactating man-boobs <3]
Seeing the state of Alex, Sylas knew that there was no way he had come here on purpose. In that case... was it his Luck acting up again? But why would his Luck think he needed this?
Sylas ignored Alex for a moment, looking back toward Jala. The latter was still standing there stiffly, not turning as though he hoped that would make it so that Sylas couldn’t see him at all.
Was it because a dead man was somehow walking? But that was impossible too. He had even taken Jala’s destiny — he had to be dead. How could he be anything other than dead? It didn’t make any sense.
Sylas’ hand suddenly shot out like lightning and Alex’s reaction was quick. He faded to black, appearing ten meters away... only for his neck to be snatched up anyway.
Alex’s legs dangled from the ground, an emerald palm squeezing around his throat. Sylas hardly seemed to react to his movement, as though he had known where he would disappear to. He had seen through it instantly.
His Will crushed Alex’s, pressing down until he couldn’t resist at all.
An odd suction came from Alex, as though he was going to swallow up Sylas’ Will to mitigate it instead. But when it felt as though he might succeed, Sylas’ Will plowed through.
Sylas’ Will was far too powerful for whatever Skill Alex was trying to use to work out. Even a whale had a limit to how much ocean water it could take in at once, and Sylas’ Will was vaster than an ocean to the likes of Alex.