I Regenerate 10,000 Times Faster

Grant endured the pain from his limbs and had a pale expression. If he were to be hung up at this place, he definitely wouldn't have any face left! Moreover he couldn't struggle as he had expended his entire nuclear reserve otherwise, he would turn to a titan here and now.

"Wait!"

As he thought about the humiliation that he would face, Grant finally couldn't act arrogant anymore. His entire body turned limp and he clenched his hand tightly. He clicked in his watch, sending the death points to him and he gritted his teeth as he stared at Tyrion. "Just you wait, I won't let you go this easily!"

Tyrion smiled and completely ignored him. He checked his account and looked at the amount it contained. At this moment, he could not help but lift his eyebrow in surpise.

This guy is truly loaded. About 1,091, 000 death points? It must have taken him an entire lifetime to gather.

Finally, he turned to Grant and asked.

"Where's Savian?"

Grant immediately chuckled. "You're no match for him. Peak super soldier at the age of thirteen, Demonic Warrior at age 14, peak demonic warrior at age 16... How could you hope to compare? Don't worry, he's one of the outer disciple of the Dean. Unless he gains permission from the Dean herself, you won't see him roaming about, you are safe for now."

Gazing at the gloating expression of Grant, Tyrion's eyes flashed coldly and he let lose a quick palm strike, crushing Grant's nose to smithereens as he sent him flying to the distance.

Jumping out from the stage, he walked towards where the first years were gathered and under the awed gazes of the students, Tyrion grabbed the unconscious Harry and then with a single leap, he transformed into a flash of lightning, fading into the horizons.

...

After transfering about a 100,000 death points to Harry and dropping him off at his room, Tyrion arrived at his newly built house.

"What the fvck is with this design?"

The entire house was built like a grave yard!

The bed was like a grave, the sitting room had a huge rip statue at the center with grave-like chairs and the toilet looked very similar to a grave yard. Moreover, the colors within the entire room were plain two color. One ash and the other black. It was as though they were inviting misfortune to him.

"Who the fvck thought this was a decent design!?" Never would Tyrion had expected it was the Dean who had given the order.

The moment Tyrion spotted the bed. He paused for a bit and then from his quantum ring, an object was ejected and then expanded to their original size.

It was a piece of clothing containing huge stains of blood and other unknown bodily fluid, but they were completely dried.

Tyrion then grabbed a cup of water from his grave looking cryotab and then poured a drop of water on the piece of clothing.

A strange perverted smell emanated from the single piece of clothing as Tyrion brought it close to his nose.

"Suuuuuuu!"

He inhaled deeply like a cocaine addict and his pupils dilated quickly slits as though he was completely high.

"As expected, virgin blood is still the best."

Carefully rolling the piece of clothing into a fold, Tyrion absorbed it back into his quantum ring and then focused on a box in his room.

It was the box available in his mail box, he had grabbed it along before he came inside and witnessed the cremation of his own room.

Before he opened the box, Tyrion directly shattered the head of his bed which included the words 'Rip Legend Tyrion'

He immediately climbed the bed and went back to sleep.

...

Three hours later, Tyrion snuggled into his pillow, covering himself even more with his bed sheet, but even after all that, the bed sheet kept falling down to the bedside.

Tyeűn groaned in his sleep, not noticing the faint glow of his mirror.

[Silver relic: Sleeping Beauty.]

Feeling the bedsheet coming off from him for the third time, Tyrion snapped as his eyes flew wide open in anger.

But when he noticed no one around, he frowned, his eyes groggy as he sighted his opened window.

''I clearly remember that I closed the door when I came in.'

He touched the wooden latch. An opened lock still hung from it.

Cold air continuously gushed in his direction.

Tyrion's gaze swept around once and discovered nothing amiss.

"KA-CHA!" The door shut tight.

He muttered. "Must be the wind."

Covering himself once more with the bed sheet, he was only able to sleep for 2o minutes before he noticed the bedsheet slipping out from over him.

"Swish…"

Suddenly, the sound of clothes ruffling against each other drifted in from the door.

It sounded like the faint swish of clothes, seemingly rubbing against the wooden surface of the wall.

Tyrion opened his eyes. A faintly discernible blur of white shadow of a person could be seen in the dark, currently climbing in from the door.

Because it was simply too dark, he could not see the features of the other party in detail. Only the fuzzy outline of a person clad in white could be seen.

This person walked extremely slowly, at the speed of a crawl.

In the dark, Tyrion felt as if the other party was smiling. He clearly could not see the facial features, but he could feel that the other party was smiling eerily.

"You finally dare show yourself."

Tyrion stood up, both his eyes glowing ferociously.

Energy instantly circulated through his entire body; his body temperature shot up in an instant.

"HOO!"

Suddenly, the white shadow flung itself violently at him!

"DIEEE!!"

A glint flashed and a black blade somehow appeared in Tyrion's hands as he swung heavily at the air.

Thunder clap and flash viciously slashed outwards to meet the incoming white shadow!

"Crackle!"

In that moment, as the saber blade collided with the white shadow, his vision blurred and the whole room instantly became silent. There was nothing within earshot.

Currently, the space in front of him was completely empty, with nothing in sight. His stroke had actually cut empty air!

'Such great speed!'

Without even thinking, Tyrion swung his black saber around him, viciously hacking at a spot in his surroundings.

"CHI!"

The Iron clothes-rack that had been in the way, looking similar to a grave name board was slashed in a single stroke, falling to the ground. The back of a chair was also split into two in a similar manner.

He gave a cold snort, when he suddenly, felt a cold sensation at the back of his head.

Tyrion turned around swiftly. Unexpectedly, the white-robed figure was just a hair's breadth right behind him, hurling itself towards him.

Tyrion strangely let loose a demonic smile and he directly activated his devil form without hesitation.

Ignoring the immense pressure and the maniac, berserk wave of power the devil body brought, Devil Qi immediately pervaded the entire room like smoke in a blazing fire.

The moment the devil Qi spread through the entire room, Tyrion suddenly locked his lips, holding on to his saber, he said.

"Aren't you looking for me? I'm here. Standing right here," he chuckled. "Aren't you seeking to kill me? Or is it a revenge for someone else?"

Tyrion's laughed eccentrically.

"Tsk tsk tsk… a pity. You didn't get to see how I skinned my opponents before death. Hahahaha! If female, I rape them before killing them and if male, I gouged out their eyes, and cut off their nose and ears and leave their corpse for horny bulls to... !"

Tyrion laughed eccentrically.

Before his laughter could fade, his room filled with dark Qi shook violently and before he could make a move, a young lady dressed entirely in red stood before him.

Her face as white as a sheet of paper. Holding a big red lantern in her hand.

"Ka… ka…"

The lady's neck began turning, causing a strange sound of friction.

Her head turned to face Tyrion, who was laughing eccentrically; she stared at him with deadpan eyes.

"CHI!!!"

The lady in red vanished from his line of sight in an instant. When she appeared again, she was behind Tyrion.

With a light wave of the lantern in her hand, it swung towards the back of Tyrion's neck silently.

Tyrion responded with a backhand slash.

"SLASH!"

Scorching waves of intense heat emanated from the cold, dark saber gleam. Dark Qi and thunder accelerated to maximum speed, rapidly gushing from his cells, into his saber's blade as it slashed violently across the lady in red, moving at the speed of lightning.

"WHOOSH!!!"

His blade ripped apart the air and turned space asunder as the entire room vibrated from the sudden pressure suhing through the space in the room.

To Tyrion's surprise, however, his saber strike landed on thin air. Despite possessing the speed of lightning and the ferocity of flames, he was unable to land a hit.

The saber blade passed through the lady's body unobstructed, as if she were a mere mirage.

'What's going on!?' Without time for further thought, Tyrion saw the red lantern slamming squarely into his chest.

"BOOM!!!"

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