Chapter 1200: Hive [Bonus]
[Thank Eeshoo. I swear this disease is spreading. I can only deal with one rich mf at a time]
They hardly lasted a single blow.
Without his stats, Sylas had no real idea of how much he had improved, and the fact that Effectiveness of stats also scaled with the Grade of your Race made it even more tricky. But what he did know was that he had yet to come across a single Demon that oppressed his Will.
He had gotten used to picking out the strength of an opponent through their Will alone, and Demons were no different. In fact... he found it even easier.
It didn’t take Sylas long to realize that this was about Mixed Demonic Arts. He hadn’t actively used his Comprehension just yet, but it came to him as naturally as breathing.
Even now, he didn’t understand why Mixed Martial Arts had evolved into Mixed Demonic Arts. But what he did know was that it allowed him to read these Demons as though they were open books.
But as Sylas killed one of the Horned Hornets after another, he was slowly beginning to realize that something was off.
He paused.
’We’ve been here before.’
Jala looked to Alex with a confused gaze, but Alex only shrugged.
"When you follow Psycho Syl, just turn your brain off. It isn’t worth it. You’ll catch a severe case of inferiority."