At this mont, the situation changed once more.
True blood berserk! Phantom step! Supernova fist!
Tyrion suddenly rged his burst technique and his speed technique together, the kinetic energy he had accumulated within him burst out like a dam
Suuuu… !
Sharp genetic energy flashed through the air. Tyrion's fist was like missile as it pierced through Luna's defenses, slamming into her stomach.
"How!?"
Luna's body stiffened as he looked at dowwn. She couldn't believe that her defense had been broken so easily by the opponent.
Qiuuuuu… !
Another blazing fist mark flashed in front of her.
As that instant, Luna was dazed as a bloody fist mark had appeared on her chest.
Luna's eyes widened and cold sweat poured from her forehead, making her silvery hair stick to her. It seed that she had almost walked into the doors of death.
The strength of the second fist had obviously been conserved or else her chest would have caved in.
"I lost!"
It wasn't till a little while later did Luna realise that she had lost, she could morph to her fiendgod form but she had to confront this reality that Tyrion's ability could also sky rocket with it. Any more fighting had no point because Tyrion's new attack could destroy the defense she was so proud of.
Her eyes flickered as she stared intently at Tyrion, wanting to see through all his secrets like how he was able to increase his speed so drastically. She knew it had sothing to do with his combat tactics but her own combat tactics which was pure defense and even had a bit of offense couldn't compare to Tyrion's last burst of power.
"Fine, you won." Gritting her teeth, she released a burst of energy which cleared away dust away from her skin. She was just about to leave when she heard a snicker from Tyrion's location.
"Where do you think you are going?"
Luna Lux's brows furrowed as she halted her steps and turned back. "Tyrion, what do you an? You've beaten already, that should be enough to fulfill your appetite right?"
As she said this, she pressed her energy as the powers within her rumbled through her muscles.
Tyrion chuckled darkly. "Since you ca here to steal my kill points and you've been defeated by , shouldn't you release your kill points to ?"
Hearing this, Luna's face darkened as she roared towards Tyrion like an angry lion. "Tyrion, don't go too far! You have enough kill points to serve you a life ti. Why do you want mine!?"
Tyrion smirked. Did she think he was so easily taken advantage of? That she could challenge him as she wishes and also leave as she wishes? That is not possible.
"Whether I own enough kill points to buy the entire army has nothing to do with you. Since you ca to challenge , you should have thought about the repercussions of losing. If I don't take yours, other would co challenge because of it, won't I be tired if they don't think there's a punishnt for losing and I don't receive rewards for it?"
This ti, every one nodded their heads, thinking what Tyrion said make sense, but even then, who amongst them was stupid enough to challenge Tyrion at this period, no one!
The air started to drop as a frigid coldness emanated from Luna. The radiation she emitted twisted the air above her, making it warp as an heavy feeling revolved around her.
Tyrion acted unaffected as he remained smiling with an outstretched arm.
Suddenly, the tension was cut of a male individual ca into the equation.
"I think you should forget about getting those points, if she decides to risk it all, even if you have twice your current strength, you wouldn't be able to hold her." Reate chuckled as he pipped in.
Tyrion's expression was odd as he gaze at the young man who had just spoke. The young man gave him a mysterious feeling, but he didn't seem much stronger than luna.
Tyrion opened his mouth and asked. "What do you an?"
"Nothing much. But did you actually think it would be easy to defeat the top elites from the top 3 academies?"
Tyrion's brows furrowed as he stared at the young man and then his gaze t Luna. From his senses, he could sense an imnse fluctuation from Luna that seem to spell danger, but the wave wasn't steady and was also very weak therefore Tyrion didn't put to heart but now, he might actually be overlooking a certain danger.
Silence reined for a while and it seems stifling to the surrounding spectators as they knew with Tyrion's temper, a violent fight might actually break out.
And just as they had predicted, a dark a chuckle escaped Tyrion's lips. "kekeke. No one could take what belongs to and as for what you just said, I want to experience her true strength "
"Hehehe."
A wild laugh echoed through the entire environnt shaking the void as it sounded.
Tyrion's eyebrows knitted together as he removed his gaze from Luna, facing the person who had just laughed.
"Isn't that Bronz Falcon, ninth of the Supernal class rankings of Crimson Moon Valley?" A spectator who was knowledgeable spoke with a solemn voice.
"Apart from the elite class, there's a Supernal class? What the hell is going on in this dinsional zone!?"
"Why would they group us in the first place!!?"
"I feel like we have been duped because I see no reason why we are the elites and supernals of the top 3 academies would be here!!!"
The spectators couldn't accept it.
This ti, Tyrion's face turned more solemn than it ever had. This was the most powerful opponent he had ever faced apart from the elder who had attacked him then.
The energy fluctuation this new guy emanate was even more powerful than Theryscira who he had a clash with. And Tyrion felt that evene with his Fiendgod body and dragon body wouldn't barely be able to receive an attack from this guy.
"Didn't think I would t you before this mission ends, I guess it's my luck them." A happy expression twerked from the new guy's face as the crowds parted, making way for him to pass.
Tyrion face was expressionless but then, he suddenly laughed as he glanced towards the new individual. "If you had arrived an hour ago, I might have been concerned but now, you are no different than a mindless titan to ."
Bronz's face darkened hearing those words. Even the top of the Supernal glass didn't dare talk to him and even wary of his ghost like attacks but Tyrion didn't even give him a bit of face.
"Die!"
The word he spoke was just once but then, anyone below Super Soldier evolution was imdiately sent drifting backwards as their ears rang as though there was tens of bells ringing right before them.
Tyrion smirked as he saw a thin line attach to him from Bronz's position, he ignored it. In the next second, Bronz had appeared behind him.
But before he was able to attack, a ding rang out through everyone's brain, disrupting their thoughts and any kind of attack to anybody!
Tyrion smiled like a crafty old man as he waved his hands at Bronz.
"Bye, sorry! Have a great ti."
With a whoosh, Tyrion imdiately vanished from that position.
"Tactical Retreat."
Tyrion imdiately arrived at the gate of the dinsional zone.
Shua Shua!
The badge he was wearing suddenly floated up as though attracted by a magnetic force, slamming into a nearby floating platform which appeared and proceeded to float to the top of his head.
"Points for passing the mission: 10,000
Performance points: 243,650.
Cross killing gives you an extra 10,500 points.
Final score: 264,150.
Participant, your score has exceeded 100,000 and you will receive the highest treatnt from the army."
A voice sounded in Tyrion's mind.
Tyrion stood in a white crystal hall, pale faced and he wiped the blood off his lips.
Before he had been taken the scene of Bronz's attack had shocked him. Before that power, even those at the Demonic soldier realm were ants.
Hmmm?
A white glow of light enveloped Tyrion and it sent a wave of warmness throughout his body that healed his injuries.
"My score seems to be very high. I also get to receive the highest treatnt?"
Tyrion recovered from his daze and he began to think about what the sound has just said. He was killed two legendary dinsional monsters, aning that he was definitely first. But it was also because of this reason that he couldn't compare with the previous participants.
"Your score has beaten the previous record from the War God Hall, considering your strength."
The figure of a tall, powerful man appeared from nowhere.
Tyrion looked closely and he realised that the features of this person was slightly familiar.
It was the General commander of the troops rallying the dinsional zone.
Tyrion quickly greeted. "It all due to luck sir."
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