Genetic Ascension

Chapter 1326: The Weak [2400 GT Bonus]

[This could have been a castle bonus chapter, but I refuse to reward my tormentors… yet… </3]

BANG!

“Do you mean to start a civil war, Gralith?!”

The voice of a woman boomed. It carried hints of delicate charm, and yet those aspects were so very muted at the current moment. Her tone deepened, her cadence darkening, and it seemed as though her throat was seething with rage and fury.

The 713th Serpent Warlord was a woman who seemed in her prime, the only sign of this not being the case being the streak of white hair in her otherwise dense black locks.

Her skin—tinted violet—and her pointed ears seemed to suggest that she descended from the same Race as her fallen youngest disciple, the first rank amongst the E-tier, Morvok Arothe.

It had hardly been a few hours since the last time the council was rocked, only for news of an F-tier leaving their number-one E-tier in a coma to spread far and wide.

The irony was that the Lineage Heads were the last to learn of this, because all of them had been gathered due to another commotion that Sylas had only just caused.

Usually, such minor matters between the youngest of their charge wouldn’t bring such a situation down. At worst, Gralith and the 713th Serpent Warlord would meet in private to hash out their disagreements. This wasn’t something that would require them all to gather.

But this was already the third time in just a few days, and somehow all of them were related to Gralith.

Back when the Leava Clan came to make their demands of the Sanctum, around the same time, Gralith’s then-youngest disciple Gwenu somehow made her way onto the Serpent Sanctum in a furious rampage.

Not only did she kill several E-tiers—and D-tiers, for that matter—she charged all the way to the core just to personally challenge Morvok. To this day, most didn’t even know the full story behind what set her off.

Because of the timing of things, the Warlords had already been meeting, and this matter obviously came up.

Then, before that noise could even fully settle down, Sylas came and started his Disputed Rite, and this time, this disciple of Gralith’s had gone as far as to kill an in-name disciple of another Warlord.

That dust hadn’t even settled before Sylas somehow triggered a visit from the Imperial Sanctum.

That much wasn’t the main issue. The real problem was how Gralith reacted afterward. He was completely infuriated. But this time, he seemed smart enough to not try and storm the temple again, and instead took a different approach.

One could imagine that an organization like the Beast Warlord Sanctum wasn’t very cohesive. There were so many Sanctums, each following a different path, and a lot of times it was like they were actually dozens of different organizations in an alliance rather than just one huge power.

Because of that, the way they handled disputes was quite unique, and as the current 713th Warlord, Gralith had a great deal of power in regard to this.

He threatened to leave the Warlord Sanctum if the matter wasn’t redressed properly, taking the entire Scorpion Lineage with him.

The problem with that, of course, was that the Beast Warlord Sanctum wasn’t at fault for what happened. They didn’t even know what occurred, and that was what most of them argued. What reason did they have to divert so many resources for something they had no control over?

However, there was a problem with this.

Sylas was out of it, and he also didn’t understand the ins and outs of the Sanctum yet, so he assumed that he had to be cautious with how he formed Emperor Armors in case he was sensed once again.

This was still true. However, sensing the formation of the Armor from across the universe wasn’t something that was possible. The ones that would sense it would be the Lineage Heads and the Core Sanctum Warlords because they were in the same galaxy as Sylas.

The system’s protections would stop others from sensing Sylas. It was just that when Sylas formed the Scorpion Emperor Armor, the ones who would sense it would be his own master and grandmaster, so it wouldn’t have caused issues under normal circumstances.

The real reason the Imperial Sanctum learned of what happened was because of that voice… the Spirit of the Core Sanctum. It was it that informed the Imperial Sanctum of what was happening.

Had it remained silent, none of this would have happened.

The Spirit was a convenient tool for managing the Main Sanctum planet. It was the one that organized the zones for Rites and various other competitions, and it was maintained by the Beast Warlord Sanctum as a whole, as they were all Rune Masters. Well, the best of them were, anyway.

This was to say that the Spirit wouldn’t have been programmed to refer this information to the Imperial Sanctum in the first place unless it was programmed that way, and Gralith knew for certain that he and his Lineage hadn’t done such a thing.

That meant someone else was at fault for what happened. And since he had no way of finding out who did such a thing…

They would all have to foot the bill until he did.

Gralith was very similar to Sylas in a lot of ways. Neither had much to say, but both were prideful down to their very core.

While Sylas thought it was a humiliation for him to ask Gralith for help, Gralith felt it was a complete humiliation that he couldn’t protect his own disciple.

His bottom line had been crossed several times over.

During that argument, one of the most staunchly opposed had been none other than the 713th Serpent Warlord, Aranya. And suddenly, not long after that, her youngest disciple had been humiliated by Gralith’s youngest disciple despite being a full tier weaker.

How could she not take this as a declaration of war? She was absolutely furious.

“What was that you said a few weeks back?” Gralith asked calmly. “The weak should accept their inferiority? Was that it?”