Chapter 93 Reign

Chapter 93 Reign

This was positive for Sylas. At the very least, he didn't have to worry about having a perfect streak of dodges. He could slip up so long as the venom didn't get into his eyes, and to be on the safer side, he should just avoid all orifices in general.",

'There's just one more thing I want to practice...'

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[Spitting Cobra (F-)]

[Level: 1]

[Physical: 33]

[Mental: 47]

[Will: 22]

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Sylas didn't immediately rush the snake, circling the grey and black scaled creature.

Then it came. A spurt of green that moved with a swiftness that must have been at least 50 Speed.

Sylas didn't panic, reacting to 50 Speed wasn't an issue for him. His Will swelled up and his Charisma pressed it down onto the world, and at that moment, the line of venom froze in the air.

'Success.'

Sylas flicked it back at the snake. This obviously wasn't going to harm it, as it was definitely immune to its own venom. Instead, it was just to prove to himself that he could do it.

The venom moved back. Without Madness activated, his telekinesis could only display around 30 Speed, so the snake was actually able to dodge. However, Sylas followed up with a swift kick that sent it spiralling to the side.

He rushed after it before it could gather itself and grabbed a hold of its neck, squeezing down hard.

Sylas' telekinesis worked best on items that were exceptionally light. However, even light objects could be hard to control depending on their Speed. For example, Jared's arrows were far beyond his ability to control with his telekinesis.

However, as he had expected, this venom seemed to be in a sweet spot. It was fast, but it was also so light, and its weight was so spread out, that he could take control of it.

[Spitting Cobra (F+)]

[Level: 3]

[Physical: 47]

[Mental: 62]

[Will: 37]

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The cobras rose up, their hoods flaring as they hissed. Then, their venom shot out like a rain of arrows.

Sylas didn't try to control fully, nor did he try to reverse their directions. Instead, he simply misdirected them.

He kept charging forward with his greatest Speed. His mind visualized the area around him, locking onto the flying venom and only changing their directions slightly. At their Speed, just the slightest deviation sent them flying way off the mark, shooting over Sylas' head and far wide of his body.

An F+ cobra snapped at him, but Sylas' dagger appeared once more, driving right into its mouth so hard that it pinned the snake to a nearby tree.

Sylas didn't even try to pull the dagger back, dodging through a group of behemoth-sized cobras and shooting into the distance.

They were hot on his trail and their Physicals weren't nearly as weak as the snakes in the outer ring. But by now, Sylas had already laid an eye on the Dungeon.

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[Basilisk's Reign (FF+)]

[Level Maximum: 5]

[Entry Limit: 3]

[Recommended: 75 Physical; Mental 60; Will 50]

[Description: The King of Snakes is undisputed, regal in their temperament and unopposed in their might. Those who dare step into their domain will show respect or pay for it in kind]