There

Sylas shook his head. This wasn't the real reason he had taken the Arctic Emperor Cobra out. His real goal was something more unfathomable.

Its venom sack.

After completing his Arctic Royal Class, Sylas felt that his sense of Ice-Poison had increased manifold, and there was a familiar energy running through him. His Aether had changed in constitution, and it was now purely Ice-Poison based as well.

He wasn't yet sure what this would do to his normal Skills and if he would even be capable of still using them or not, but what he did know was that whether or not his other Skills had become useless, this venom sack was a hack for him.

This time, Sylas didn't need to be nearly as careful in cutting out the venom sack because he was confident in his immunity. However, the body of the Arctic Emperor Cobra was so tough and large that he had no choice but to Fuse with the Basilisk King.