Standing in a crown of flames as though it could hardly affect him at all, Sylas crushed the heart of the treant BOSS.
His eyes still seemed to be somewhat glazed over.
After breaking through, he didn't seem to have regained his focus again, still focusing on the feeling that was coursing through him.
Truthfully, he didn't even need the Basilisk King right now. It was overkill considering the 110% boost that was coursing through him right now. With the Basilisk King, well…
His stats were dwarfing six figures right now. In this world, that might have just been three, but the end result was much the same.
Nothing changed.
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[Final Wave Cleared]
[Perfect Clearance]
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Sylas exhaled another breath, his eyes finally regaining small hints of focus.
