69 Pitiful Vander
Vander also let out a weak smile.
"A potential Fiendgod… an actual potential Fiendgod has appeared in our team." Laughed Jason as he nodded, "I know that if the Lion Heart squad knew that Tyrion was this powerful, they wouldn't have pulled this sly trick. If they knew... that they made an enemy out of a potential Fiendgod , they'd certainly regret it!"
"They would regret it for life" chuckled Vander.
Vander, who was lying off to the side, couldn't help but to say: "The most powerful mbers of the trashes in the Lion Heart squad are only peak level Genetic Soldier! With Tyrion's current fitness level, he barely reaches the Super soldier level. According to the rules, a potential Fiendgod is two minor stages level, so he should be able to defeat a Super soldier easily."
All fighters understood the terror of a potential Fiendgod!
On the sa level, they would certainly destroy any other fighter!
No matter how good your blade technique, shielding technique, or body techniques are, a potential Fiendgod would be even greater.
Their attacks are berserk and their blood boil as their strength increases the more they fight.
How can a fighter of the sa level compete at all?
"Just Tyrion alone can destroy the entire Lion Heart squad!" grinned Vander as he laughed, "ssing with our squad is the most foolish thing the Lion Heart squad has ever done!"
"This ti, we really got lucky" sighed Jason.
…
"Its nothing really. Might be a good thing instead. " Vander let out a smile, "There's no one else to bla but my own incompetence. If I was as talented as Tyrion, I might have been able to dodge the attack. But reality is cruel….." Vander lowered his head and looked at the wound in his right shoulder. His right arm had been long lost in the bullet from before.
"My life as a Super soldier is practically over." Sighed Vander.
Tyrion and Jason were both silent.
"However." Vander let out a smile, "This is actually the best situation that I've predicted. During the uprising, I witnessed for myself the large amounts of humans killed by monsters. At that ti, I promised….. when I grow up, I'll kill these dinsional monsters with my own hand and beco a True fighter !"
"I've always been working hard."
"And finally, I beca a genetic soldier! I entered the and fulfilled my childhood dream as I killed many monsters. I finally beca a hero in the people's eyes. My parents praised and finally my girlfriend who deserted beca proud of and wanted back.."
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"And finally, I beca a genetic soldier! I entered the and fulfilled my childhood dream as I killed many monsters. I finally beca a hero in the people's eyes. My parents praised and finally my girlfriend who deserted beca proud of and wanted back.."
"As ti passed and as I killed more and more monsters….. I slowly started to get tired of it. Every ti I entered the wilderness, my parents and my girlfriends were always worrying about the possibility of my death. I also worry that I won't be able to see them anymore. However, I didn't have the courage to pull out" said Vander slowly, "It's been like that for these past five years or so, and I've gotten used to it".
At this ti, Tyrion's heart wasn't comfortable either.
Family?
He also had a brother and parents, who all worried about him.
"This wound finally gave a reason to pull out" smiled Vander slightly, "I've gotten tired of this these past years. In the future, I can use my battle records to beco an instructor of a region's Dojo. With more ti on my hands, I can be with my girls and parents more! And on my back, I have you guys. To be able to have a potential Fiendgod as a brother before quitting, haha, I guess it's worth it."
Tyrion squeezed out a tiny smile.
"Brother, enjoy the relaxing, quiet life." Encouraged Jason, "In the future, find for any problems you have! We've been together for seven, eight years, so we're brothers to the death!".
"Hm" smiled Vander as he nodded, "I won't hold back at all. If I encounter any difficulties, I'll be sure to find you guys. Especially Tyrion. I know that Potential Fiendgods will go through a period of insane growth, so your strength will soon skyrocket. In the future, you'll beco amazing. You better not decline my requests for help!"
Asking to help?
Although Vander hadn't truly liked him since he joined, the fact that he was in this position didn't give Tyrion a chance to disagree.
Vander turned and asked out of curiosity: "Oh yea, Tyrion. How co you hid the fact that you're a potential Fiendgod?"
"Mainly because I didn't want to deal with too much trouble" laughed Tyrion as he shook his head, "If the fact that I'm a potential fiendgod gets out, I probably won't be able to live a quiet life."
Moreover, he just learnt the technique and then, once he reveals it, he'll beco a target for focused training in at Death God academy.
First, he'll be sent to the world headquarters of the Demonic Alliance, and then he'll undergo great training, and then there'll be all sorts of great conditions...
But he'll be unable to continue his current quiet life.
"Hm."
Jason nodded, "Tyrion's thinking isn't bad. Whether it's the army, individual temple, the Alliance or rich families, they'll all be going crazy over trying to obtain a potential Fiendgod. Once a new potential Fiendgod appears, each of the powers will fight over him! The army will use all sorts of tricks, so the alliance send their potential Fiendgods outside the continent until they co to an agreent with the army. Only after that will they let the potential Fiendgod co back."
A potential Fiendgod, is a trump card!
Each potential Fiendgod has a large impact, so all of the powers fight over them. Even though they get special rights, they'll lose the regular life of a fighter.
'You all, I hope everyone will help keep this a secret." Said Tyrion.
"Yea, of course. Our fighter squad will be glad to keep this secret for you!" laughed Jason loudly.
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