บท 483: Yours [Bonus]

The Arctic Emperor's pain echoed as pulsing thoughts in Sylas' mind. However, his speed wasn't slow. 

The invisible man was covered in the blood of his own making. He was forced to send out a pulse of Aether to push it away from himself, but that only made his image even brighter in Sylas' visualization. 

<Cryobane Elevation>. 

<Surfing Frost>. 

Suddenly, Sylas' Speed and Dexterity went from 520 to 884. Ice appeared on the ground all around him at the same time, raising his speed to an even more exaggerated level, even approaching 1500 when he also used his telekinesis to lower his weight. 

The synergy between <Arctic King's Domain> and <Surfing Frost> wasn't bad at all. He didn't need to waste much Aether creating ice paths because the world was his ice path. 

Sylas' sudden acceleration caught the sneak attacker off guard. A fist was drilled into his gut in the next instant.