Chapter 407: Battle of Wills (2)

Chapter 407: Battle of Wills (2)



Aerwyna's group sat pale-faced, but stoic. They continued to hold it together, but from time to time, they couldn't help but look toward Sylas who was still sitting in silence.

It had occurred to Aerwyna that Sylas' Will should be powerful. He had made it through not just one, but two Will challenges all on his own and without the chance to swap with others.

However, she had never imagined that it was so strong. She had no way of knowing that Sylas' base Will of 873 was already beyond her own, let alone the fact he could boost it by an additional 400% with Madness when he needed it.

They were all working together, protecting one another, and most importantly taking the brunt of the pressure off her in the center, and yet even she was feeling some clear fatigue.

The wear and tear was starting to get to them when Sylas finally opened his eyes. He stared right at them, but he wasn't moving a single inch.

His breathing was even, his cheeks rosy.

Maybe it was an illusion, but it felt like the pressure around them had actually grown when Sylas awoke. The discomfort they were feeling only increased the calmer he was.

Suddenly, an hour later, the first of them coughed up a mouthful of blood. Before they could pass out, a mysterious force descended and teleported them out.

It was one of the archers.

Aerwyna's jaw clenched and she began wondering if they should go all out to attack Sylas now. But she was hesitant, not knowing if she should take action.

As she was thinking, a second fell.

Her group was down to eight. Although she knew that they would return to her when the next round started, her expression couldn't help but become somewhat ugly.

She wanted to believe that Sylas was just bluffing, but everything pointed to the fact that he was still in top condition. The problem was that that didn't make any sense.

'I know that he had a rare Mental Comprehension... could that Comprehension be related to Will?'

If Mental Comprehensions were already rare, Will Comprehensions were basically extinct. She hadn't even considered it until this moment.

With just two drained shieldmen left...

Aerwyna couldn't stop him.

"Form up!" Aerwyna's battle intent blazed and her palm flipped, revealing a bow. Clearly, she knew that she couldn't stand on the sidelines this time.

Her aura became far more valiant and it was like she had become a completely different woman. Her hair tie shattered and she began to release a rapid fire sequence of arrows.

In that moment, her arms became a whirlwind of their own. By the time the two shieldmen had locked shoulders and were prepared to form a barrier, she had already unleashed an assault of dozens.

Sylas felt danger from each and every one, his Luck blaring warning signs at him, but that only made his gaze colder.

The arrows curved out and then suddenly converged onto a point of attack, making Sylas feel like he had nowhere to dodge at all.

However, Sylas suddenly stomped the ground and hit another gear. His weight fell by half under the influence of his telekinesis and he outpaced the arrows, rushing by them and even using the explosion they created to his back to accelerate further.

Aerwyna's gaze sharpened and she was already firing another arrow. But...

They had entered Sylas' 50 meter range.

At that moment, Sylas pulled on his Gluttony Seed and the world flipped out.

He pushed out with a palm and a strong surge of telekinesis hit one of the shieldmen like a wrecking ball. It felt like a 200-pound man had suddenly rammed into him with 1200 points

of Physical.

BANG!

He was sent flying backward, only to slam right into one of the staff wielders preparing a

spell.