I Regenerate 10,000 Times Faster

Chapter 36: Mutated Super Soldier

[Bonus chapter at 50 powerstones]

As the blade twisted momentum and slashed through the air, the cry of a phoenix seemed to resound through the void as an intense heat emanated from the blade itself.

The wind stirred as the air behind Tyrion's blade exploded. A red blazing phoenix seemed to have come to life as it dived in with insane speed, swallowing Iron skull whole!

Iron skull's eyes flashed with murderous intent, he stimulated the gene core in his body.

Within him, the gene core erupted, and in the blink of an eye, Iron Skills body shook as his back squirmed and inflated as though it was giving birth to something.

At that moment, two coiling scaled tentacles ripped out from his back, spraying blood and amniotic fluid into the surroundings.

"Sonic Drill!"

The two sharp-scaled tentacles suddenly coiled together and spun rapidly like a drill, producing massive waves of intense force as they stabbed suddenly at Tyrion

"Damned brat, go to hell!"

"KA-BOOM!"

A mutant wasn't so easily killed. The drill tore through the air, shooting towards Tyrion with the speed of a bullet blowing away Tyrion's body as it collided with his blade.

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Tyrion's body flew through the air, 50 meters away, before it lightly landed like nothing happened, as if his body was as light as a feather.

Tyrion's bloody face crinkled his brow as he stared at the two tentacles surrounding the panting Iron skull.

"You're actually a mutant!" Tyrion coldly spat out.

Iron Skull grinned coldly. "What? Are you scared now? If you kneel down, like the dirt under my feet, and beg for mercy, I might consider letting you live with one hand intact. Your body wouldn't hold that forbidden technique for long, so you need to decide fast."

The scaled tentacles floated behind him as Iron Skull let out a cold chuckle, his expression condescending as he stared at Tyrion like a dead man.

Tyrion felt the skin on his chest tear as blood spurted out.

Feeling the rampant force of his rapidly bouncing and overly excited, Tyrion stabilized his center of gravity and slowly lifted his blade.

"Primal Fury!"

"BOOM!"

Suddenly, a horrifying momentum began to form as a terrifying pressure the weight of a mountain descended through the void.

"Phantom Force!"

The ground underneath his huge legs began to quiver and his thigh muscles undulated with immense power.

"BOOM!" "BOOM!!" "BOOM!!!"

One by one, his veins expanded and exploded as his heart rapidly pumped in torrential flow of blood throughout his body. The sound of his heart pumping blood was like the beating of a war drum.

"THUMP!" "THUMP!!" "THUMP!!!"

By this time, Tyrion's humongous body had been dyed red by his blood. Muscles the size of tumors squirmed underneath his skin, giving Tyrion the terrifying look of some old monster.

His thick throat rumbled as he struggled to speak.

"Stellar... Arc."

"RiiiiiiiP!!!"

"KA-BOOM!!!"

The entire world darkened as a single light appeared within that darkness.

Its body leaving trails like a shooting star as it arced forward with astonishing momentum and speed.

The void seemed to have been torn apart by the Stellar arc as it went through the slowed-down bandit and came out from the back of his scalp.

It was then time resumed and Tyrion's figure could be seen standing before the bandit.

It all just happened so quickly that no one was able to react, as though time itself had paused.

A mutated Super soldier, who had activated all of his cells was killed by one blade stroke.

It was simply unprecedented.

Tyrion's bloodied face grinned as he finally understood his own power level and fighting skills and best of all, he realized just exactly how powerful his techniques were.

Pulling the blade out and shaking off the blood on it, Tyrion tried not to think about the fact that he just killed a person. He looked around and found the two groups were already fighting against each other: Eight burly men were attacking Grant and the group in a circle. The sounds of weapons colliding against each other were continuous and seemingly endless.

"Piss off!" Grant who had the highest power level among the group roared angrily. He threw a couple of punches that rolled in a row and four burly men were blown away.

However, one of them had only been pushed back three steps, and even though the clothing over his chest were all ripped apart, but he wasn't hurt at all.

Seeing that, Grant's pupils narrowed, "...Armor skin Arts!"

The guy had a square face and a huge mouth. Standing at two meters tall, his back was always hunched. His massive chest muscles were like two high mountains raised up from the ground and strong like iron. It also seemed to flash a vague dark yellow color, no where close to a normal human body.

"Haha, I specialize in the armor skin arts. Years and years of rubbing and soaking in medicinal alcohol every day caused my skin and bones to be as tough as bronze and iron. As long as my cells aren't exhausted, I am invincible!"

"Die!"

It was from Hector. He waved his spear around in a circle to force back those people who were attacking him. Then, he turned his body the other way and stabbed his sword towards the opponent.

The giant man dared not to risk his life, he knew no matter how well he mastered the Armour skin, his body would never become as strong as actual iron. Even if he could protect himself from normal blunt blows, he would suffer injuries and die from any sharp weaponry.

With Hector's powerful spear movements and his die-hard attitude, his spear could cut through even an iron armor.

With his hands put together, the giant man grabbed at the air and immediately caught the spear at once. He would not let it move an inch.

Grant who had been secretly paying attention saw an open opportunity and dived behind the giant man, his palm gently pressed against his back.

"THUMP!"