Chapter 1664 One Leap

Truly an arrogant little shit. I can see why you would have trouble with my little Leia. Let me guess, the real reason you accepted my Karma is because you have no way of making it here in a short time.

That is correct, Sylas replied.

Mm. In that case, youre using me. What a bold brat. Tell you what, if you can join the Weaver Guild by usual means, I will accept you as my Legacy Disciple. However, I wont give you any advantages. Your Runeweaver Profession has been erased, and I wont give you the full inheritance unless you succeed. The only thing I will give you is quick passage to our Horizon. Do you accept?

I accept.

Sylas could practically feel the old womans grin.

It will take three leaps and three days to complete the teleportation process

One leap is fine.

There was a flicker in the old womans aura. She hadnt made it clear that she was separating it for Sylas sake, but clearly, Sylas figured that out quite quickly.

If teleporting to another galaxy left even decently strong individuals in a daze, one could imagine that a leap of this caliber could even kill people.

In truth, the old woman had already limited it quite a bit. In her opinion, if Sylas couldnt survive these three leaps, then there was no point in him hoping to clear the Weaver Guilds tests on his own in the first place.

She hadnt planned on letting Sylas know this at all. It could be considered the small bit of cruey she did have within her not that she thought Sylas would actually die. He would probably just be in bad shape for a while.

This, however… even the D-tiers of her Weaver Guild would be very wary of such a large single teleportation leap. Even if their bodies survived, their Wills would be shredded to pieces.

Is that so… The old woman didnt seem to be asking a real question, her voice trailing off as though she was thinking about something. In that case, I guess well see if well be scraping your body off of the floor soon or not.

Sylas didnt seem to register the words of the old woman. Instead, his mind was already elsewhere.

He was hoping that this challenge would be more interesting. The gathering of the Sanctums was nothing short of extremely disappointing.

A surge of might awoke him. Runes of the world around him flickered and swam into being.

Sylas attention snapped back to focus before his gaze fell into a bit of a daze. He fe the rhythm of the very world around him changing. It was like she was gathering the Runes of the world to do her bidding from countless Horizons away.

In the blink of an eye, it was like the entire mountain range had been filled with fluttering butterflies of complex Runes.

They formed into a single creature, the butterflies fusing together to form larger and larger wings until only a single pair remained.

It was pattern as beautiful as mother nature itself, the wings spreading far and wide with Sylas as the center of it all.

Space trembled and the world shook, a fissure running through the moon that nearly split it entirely in half.

This power…

Sylas pupils constricted, the might of the Runes forcing his heart into a state of agitation. It was like his Will was reacting all on its own, barely holding itself together and just barely avoiding being ripped out of his body.

And then the wings flapped.

The moon split in two, a surge of spatial might collapsing in on Sylas and swallowing him whole.

…

Gralith stood from his position, thinking that the world was about to be destroyed. If he didnt take action to save everyone, the entire Scorpion Lineage would be wiped out.

But this fear only lasted the smallest of instants before an even stronger might descended.

The two halves of the moon snapped back together as though stitched by the power of creation itself.

Gralith stood in silence for a long while.

This… this was power.

Just how far away was she when she did this?

Granted, Gralith knew more about these things than Sylas did. It wasnt that she had projected her Will so far, but instead that she had used the system as a conduit to do it.

Even so, the difficuy of this was easily the same as Gralith trying to replicate the same feat in a nearby galaxy.

One day.

Gralith looked off into the distance, his expression not changing. In fact, his body only relaxed.

In Sylas absence, they were going to have to weather these changes to the Sanctum themselves.

Sylas vision swam.

This was the first time he fe the lenh of a teleportation, the world around him warping into streams of silver, black, white, and what looked like the slightest hints of blues and violets.

Too many colors, too many shades, too many twists and changes.

A pulsing wave of a migraine slammed into his skull. His brain shook and his Will fe like it had been grabbed from two sides, being pulled from two directions at once, then three, then four.

He fe it about to collapse and sheer apart, and yet it also fe like the teleportation had just begun.

Sylas coughed, or rather, he tried to.

Lost in this endless void, it was like even breathing wasnt allowed. The pressure wasnt on his side, pressing against his lungs with such ferocity even coughing wasnt possible.

His own blood reversed in his body, his heart sinking inward.

The pressure on his skeletal system seemed even greater than the one on his Will.

However, all Sylas could see were those streaks of colors, as though he wasnt aware of what was happening to his body. He knew that he was only suffering so much because he kept trying to absorb them, but even as his Will trembled and the first tears in it began to appear, he just couldnt bring himself to stop.