Capítulo 562: Die

Sylas' Aether was forcefully reined back into his control. It was so easy that it almost felt like a rubber band had snapped within him, and he nearly sent his Aether reversing in the opposite direction. 

He coughed again as the pressure building in his body was released, but terrible bruises had already begun to blotch beneath his skin. If not for the black scales that coated his body, he would have begun as a man of purple-black right before the eyes of the Violet Rose Heart and Nosphaleen. 

The aching of his body came in rapid pulses, but he didn't have the time to nurse his injuries. 

With a shove of his elbow to the flexible ground of vine beneath him, he pushed himself to the side and up. Gritting his teeth, he brought out one of the many salamander corpses in his Madness Key. His fingers fleshed and dug into their open wounds, the Greed Seed flashing with life as veins crawled up his arms.