The opening of several doors attracted the attention of Gerald, Tyrion and Grant.
Looking back, they saw it was people from various organizations and Top 3 Academies, including Arcanum academy, Ultimate Crimson Star Academy, people from the Thunder temple, House of Dark Matter and even people from the reclusive War God Hall were also present!
Seeing this line up, their faces changed immediately. These three people — Grant, Tyrion and Gerald were geniuses of their respective academies and possess the pride of being geniuses.
However, they paled in comparison with true geniuses from the various academies and organization.
“Shit! That’s Sayeh Ultimate Crimson Star, the Second top academy of the demonic alliance.”
“How come Pope from house of Dark Matter is here? Didn’t they say he’s in seclusion, receiving punishment for killing his fellow members?”
“Hehe, that’s Vallon from War God hall, Durant from Thunder temple and Dreyfus from Inferno
Haven academy. Things are going to be very interesting.”
The students who were struggling under the pressure noticed the arrival of the new comers and mumbled under their breathe, meanwhile, they increased their pace to at least gain a treasure.
As soon as the new comers noticed the treasures from the mouth of the various statues, the various geniuses wasted no time in trying to loot them.
And this, chaos ensured.
…
Tyrion’s gritted his teeth as he watched the various genius pass through the pressure from the statue Ike it was nothing. Moreover, they were Super soldiers and hadn’t even used their super cells yet to overcome the pressure.
Tyrion couldn’t help but feel the pressure.
“I can only activate Dual Berserk Explosion repeatedly, that’s the only way.”
With this in mind, he didn’t hesitate.
“Thump!” “Thump!!” “Thump!!!”
His two hearts pounded rapidly through his chest like a beating war drum. Thick red, glowing veins extended out from his right heart, spreading through his shoulder neck, arm and his torso occupying half his entire body.
The muscles in his right arm immediately expanded like an inflated balloon as his cells rapidly generated more thicker, denser muscles in his right body.
His crimson fur thickened like metallic spikes and crimson thick bones grew out from his elbow, shoulder and spine.
His tail grew thicker as spikes appeared at the tip. Even his paws expanded, becoming thicker and bigger, bigger than a bears paws.
As his second heart performed berserk explosion, veins spread out from his right veins this time however, the pattern was different but the result was the same. Inflated muscles enlarged arms with spikes jutting from his joints.
His mouth now doubled fanged with four canines on top and another four under as though he was a beast within a beast.
Even his blood shot eyes enlarged as another ring of pupils appeared over his already crimson eyes.
A terrifying pressure instantly spread through his entire body and Tyrion felt an almost inexhaustable amount of strength fill him. It was as though he could shatter an entire mountain with a single fist and destroy the world with one technique.
Getting rid of the illusion that came with the strength, Tyrion struggled up, pushing against the astonishing pressure from the statue.
His ears twitched and he turned his monstrous head to look back. There, Gerald was just 500 meters away from him.
An intense killing intent that even shocked Tyrion erupted from him as an untamed will to rip Gerald apart overwhelmed Tyrion.
However, Tyrion shook his head to make himself more conscious. It seemed that every time he uses this technique, his beastly side would be heightened by a lot.
Focusing in the treasure, Tyrion dug his Claws to the ground and once again was on all fours.
With that, he started moving towards the statue, step by step. Even his strongest form could only move at a crawling speed, showing just how terrifying the pressure from the treasure is.
Tyrion had just taken 30 steps forwards and he immediately deactivated the technique , reverting back to his human form.
“Boom!”
With a muffled boom Tyrion’s left heart exploded as his ribs shattered in the explosion.
Blood sipped out the corners of his mouth as the pressure pushed him back to the ground.
Luckily, there was no one in front of him therefore, no one noticed the explosion of one of his heart as well the regeneration of his body and heart.
He waited for his body to fully regenerate before morphing to his strongest form once more.
With that, he crawled another 100 meters before his heart couldn’t hold it anymore and explode.
While waiting for it to heal up, he looked back and saw several people had already reached the fifth statue!
“What the hell!?”
“Are you guys flying!?”
Tyrion couldn’t help but curse and a sense of urgency filled him.
“If I continue this way, it’s only a matter of time before they catch up to me.”
Tyrion’s face was grave. He had to find another way of reaching the statue really fast.
“Status.”
[God-level Healing Factor] (1,000,000)
[Name: Methuselah Tyrion]
[Innate Traits];
[10,000× regenerative cells]
[Supernumerary (100,000)]
[Self Replication (100,000)]
[Damage Points: 816,999]
[Life-Level: Dual-hearted Super Human]
[Cell Activated: 86%]
[Blood Demon Arts: Air Canon]
[Dust Absorbing Technique: Seven Injection Method]
[Cell Tempering Technique: Demonic Blood Tempering Art(Max lvl) Special Effect(s): Tiger Beast Morph.’]
[Combat Arts: Nine Sky Thunder Blade(4th level)
Phantom Leg Art (Max lvl),
True Berserk Explosion (lvl 3),
Nine Saber Styles(Max lvl), freewebnσvel.cm
Tiger Beast Morph(Max lvl),
Tactical Retreat(99.1%)]
[Occupation: Open pervert]
[Remark: There’s more of you?]
…
“Six hundred thousand damage points? This should be from when my clone was battling Adam Smasher. So I actually receive damage points if my clone gets hit?”
“This changes things.” Various ideas appeared in his brain as he thought of the various possibilities this has to offer. He could create an army of clones, dump them in a dimensional zone to farm damage points as well as kill monsters for their Blood Demon arts, resources and even enter dimensional core plane to farm for relics for him.
However, Tyrion shook his head and focused. Right now wasn’t the to be thinking about how to earn more damage points.
“Berserk Explosion had been reduced to level 3 from its previous max level.”
He previously hadn’t noticed this before because he had been too excited previously in his achievement of unlocking the Dual Berserk Explosion technique.
“Upgrade Berserk Explosion to max level.”
[100,000 damage points deducted.]
[True Berserk Explosion (lvl 3) —> (Max lvl)]
…
[God-level Healing Factor] (1,000,000)
[Name: Methuselah Tyrion]
[Innate Traits];
[10,000× regenerative cells]
[Supernumerary (100,000)]
[Self Replication (100,000)]
[Damage Points: 516,999]
[Life-Level: Dual-hearted Super Human]
[Cell Activated: 86%]
[Blood Demon Arts: Air Canon]
[Dust Absorbing Technique: Seven Injection Method]
[Cell Tempering Technique: Demonic Blood Tempering Art(Max lvl) Special Effect(s): Tiger Beast Morph.’]
[Combat Arts: Nine Sky Thunder Blade(4th level)
Phantom Leg Art (Max lvl),
True Berserk Explosion (Max lvl),
Nine Saber Styles(Max lvl),
Tiger Beast Morph(Max lvl),
Tactical Retreat(99.1%)]
[Occupation: Open pervert]
[Remark: There’s more of you?]
Instantly, a flood of memories rushed into Tyrion’s brain and a different set of blood circulation art appeared clearly to him like an image.
This set of blood circulation art didn’t seem like a combat technique but instead more like a ‘dust’ manipulation technique.
The technique absorbs ‘dust’ present in the body turning it into pure power. Like fuel to flames, increasing the user’s strength in the process.
Previously, Berserk Explosion mainly tap into the body’s potential, burning the blood, flesh and body, turning them into pure raw, unbridled power.
However, ‘Dust’ could now be used to strengthen the technique as well as blood and flesh, increasing the might of the technique by another fold.
But there was a problem, genetic soldier only possess a miniscule amount of dust in the body therefore, Tyrion couldn’t use it until he becomes a Super soldier, able to absorb ‘Dust’ into his system.
“Useless.”
His eyes locked on the Tactical retreat technique. Although hesitant, he still chose to upgrade the technique.
[110,000 damage points deducted.]
[Tactical retreat (99.1) —> (lvl 1)]
[Tactical Retreat; Retreat towards your previous point.]
“Uhm, what?”
Upgrading to the first level had unexpectedly taken one hundred thousand damage points.
Just what sort of technique was this? Looking at the description, Tyrion didn’t dare to activated it. He had struggled to reach his currently position, why would he want to retreat?
With no other option left, Tyrion gritted his teeth and turned looked at the remaining technique left, the Nine Sky Thunder Blade.
Checking his stats,
[God-level Healing Factor] (1,000,000)
[Name: Methuselah Tyrion]
[Innate Traits];
[10,000× regenerative cells]
[Supernumerary (100,000)]
[Self Replication (100,000)]
[Damage Points: 606,999]
[Life-Level: Dual-hearted Super Human]
[Cell Activated: 86%]
[Blood Demon Arts: Air Canon]
[Dust Absorbing Technique: Seven Injection Method]
[Cell Tempering Technique: Demonic Blood Tempering Art(Max lvl) Special Effect(s): Tiger Beast Morph.’]
[Combat Arts: Nine Sky Thunder Blade(4th level)
Phantom Leg Art (Max lvl),
True Berserk Explosion (Max lvl),
Nine Saber Styles(Max lvl),
Tiger Beast Morph(Max lvl),
Tactical Retreat(lvl 1)]
[Occupation: Open pervert]
[Remark: There’s more of you?]
…
With gritted teeth, Tyrion commanded.
” System, upgrade Nine Sky Thunder Blade to the highest level.”