Chapter 23: Defensive Relic!
[Minor injury +999 damage points]
Not waiting for a single moment, Tyrion erupted with his full might.
His activated cells rumbled from within him as he drew on their full strength.
His body flushed red as his blood flowed to its limits, seemingly like a flood!
His vein appeared to be on the verge of tearing as his heart propelled blood into his system!
In the next millisecond, he unceremoniously constricted his heart! It skipped a beat!
He had long since raised his right foot up as he pulled Seraph towards himself!
42% Cell activation level!
Phantom Leg Art! Ultima Stage!!
The muscles in his right foot momentarily expanded as the Phantom Leg Art activated.
His muscles undulated as an immense amount of power accumulated within his leg!
The pressure they exuded gave one the feeling of horror and helplessness as one looked at it!
With her hands locked in place, Seraph could only watch as her wide eyes opened in horror as the massive mountain of foot descended upon her!
"KA-BOOM!!!"
The sound was akin to a warhead being dropped as visible shock waves spread throughout the surroundings stunning the onlookers with excitement visible on their faces.
They couldn't help but retreat even more steps in order not to get caught in the shockwaves!
Like a kite whose string was suddenly broken, Seraph shot through the air like a cannonball! Her fate, yet unknown.
. . .
A tyrannical shockwave also flung Tyrion unceremoniously as his body blurred with uncontrollable speed as he bounced to the ground.
It was as though a few grenades had been tossed next to him.
He had used a speed technique as an attacking move, it was simply too inconceivable. This showed just how crazy Tyrion was.
It wasn't until a few seconds, he was finally able to control his body, twisting his waist and finally landing steadily on the ground as the resultant force drifted him backward.
He panted heavily with his two arms limp beside him. He could not feel them nor could he move them. The tremor from the girl's technique had traveled through his arms and disabled his nerves. The bones in his hands had been shaken quite massively as cracks appeared in them.
The tremor didn't stop at that, it was traveling towards his heart and his internal organs with stampeding force, attempting to destroy it. If the tremor wasn't taken care of quickly he might turn into a bloody mess.
Tyrion's expression soured as he thought 'Vicious'
Although it had been written in the guide that killing was allowed in death academy, there are a few rules that came hand in hand with the killing.
Tyrion didn't think she would use an attacking technique when she obviously had the upper hand in the fight. It was as though she wanted to take his life!
At this moment, Tyrion felt his body lossen a bit.
"Hm?"
He had activated a few thousand of his billions of unactivated cells, increasing his previous 42% cell activation level to 43% percent.
The saying was true, fighting helps to lossen the lock and increases cell activation level.
His blood rumbled like a small river as his heartbeat quickened. His muscles trembled as he grew stronger in the process.
At this time, an itchy sensation overwhelmed his hands as though thousands of ants were crawling within them.
By the time all these things had happened, his crippled nerves, cracked bones, torn ligaments, and useless arm began healing and in the next second, he was able to feel his arms again.
The Quake Fist had crippled his arm effectively. And was supposed to remain so until he sought medical assistance but it had all been healed in the blink of an eye.
...
Seraph was absolutely livid.
On a normal circumstances, she wouldn't have performed the technique with both hands but she was maddened at that moment, and she thought Tyrion's arm was temporarily useless, she was incredibly mistaken.
She had let down her guard which had cost her greatly as she hadn't expected Tyrion to have the means to heal his arm, and that fast in fact.
Frankly speaking, if he hadn't healed up, his wounded arm, it was almost certain he would be the one with the most injury.
'My regeneration ability is really useful a battle.'
Tyrion's lips curled up as he thought.
"Hu!"
He breathed out a sigh as he thought. ' I need to keav here fast before the other catch up to who I am.'
Thinking up to here, he stood up on his feet, and turned towards the direction of the Legend mountain, ignoring the astonished crowds, he started walking.
"You are quite the tenacious one aren't you?" He hadn't walked three steps when the familiar tender voice spoke out.
Tyrion froze.
"You are quite the tenacious one aren't you?" He hadn't walked three steps when a familiar and tender voice spoke out.
Tyrion's body froze visibly in surprise. Strange lights flickered in his eyes as he heard the voice sound from behind him.
He turned around slowly and looked towards the voice.
Seraph stood up unsteadily from the floor. Her current situation was quite pitiable as blood flowed down her lips.
Her hair was in disarray, and the slight makeup she had on her was messed up as dust and sand had settled on her face.
Her expression right now was ugly, borderline sinister.
Most importantly, her shirt had been blasted into oblivion by Tyrion but, to Tyrion's surprise, she wasn't naked as he expected. No, quite the opposite!
She was wearing an inner vest!
And her inner vest was unharmed from the attack!
Tyrion could see a slight silvery metallic substance fading back inside her body.
He could guess a few things and concluded that it was what had protected her from his phantom Leg Stomp.
If not, she would have at least ended up with a sunken stratum, a row of broken ribs and bones.
Tyrion waved his hands indifferently.
"A defensive relic. Must have cost you an entire fortune to purchase one." Although Tyrion's expression was nonchalant, his mouth trembled as the information about relics flashed through his mind.
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