I Regenerate 10,000 Times Faster

The sun was starting to shine really bright. Its rays, piercing through the veil of the clouds, cascading their beauty down to the earth.

Tyrion stood at the window of his apartment, the ray from the sun giving him an otherworldly look as his handsome appearance came into view.

Then…

Tyrion shook his head and refused to think of the past as though he was about to die.

He immediately exited the Legend mountain. A vehicle was already parked outside. It was the public transport he had called in before hand.

"Tyrion?" The driver called out.

"Yeah." Tyrion replied, climbing on to the car.

In no time, they flew off.

* * *

The underground passage was only unique to the Death-Gate academy. Tyrion wasn't new to them but this particular one was different.

It was alike a black-hole, like the gate to the last abyss of hell. Cold, gloom and waves of life-threatening palpitations exudes from within it.

Walking until he was a single step into it, he took a deep breath and revealed a solemn expression.

"The 3rd abyss …" Tyrion mumbled. His footsteps were firm as he slowly walked down.

Tapping sounds rang out from under Tyrion's feet.

That was the sound of his footsteps landing on the steps. They echoed in the surroundings and were quite conspicuous in this quiet environment.

As for the sun ray from outside, they couldn't fully illuminate the depths of the 3rd abyss floor. Therefore, the world that Tyrion saw became increasingly dim.

When he reached the last steps, Tyrion stopped in his tracks.

This place was completely different from the ones he had seen.

The ground was damp and covered in moss. It was clearly only a few meters away, but when Tyrion looked at it, he felt as though he was in a different world from Death-Gate Academy.

Although this place was also a jet station, there were no jets, let alone jet rails!

The entire wall was filled with murals.

The murals filled the walls. It depicted the gigantic beings of various figures! There was one that looked lik the sun, another similar to the moon and another like the clouds. There was even a being so astonishing its blood flowed like rivers and its body depicting mountains and rivers.

His cells were like all living beings!

It was like it depicted a complete world!

However, the colors were monotonous and dark.

Tyrion's heart shook slightly. Looking at this painting, he thought of the possibility that there might be other paths different from the genetic path but now, he was completely sure!

A while later, Tyrion walked toward the mural. After sizing it up carefully, his pupils narrowed.

These murals seemed to be alive and everything inside was changing. Clouds and fog were drifting, and the mountains and rivers were changing.

It was as though that place was really a dark multiverse and Tyrion was standing outside the world, looking at everything.

"There's one Sky Piercer."

A cold and familiar voice suddenly rang out from behind Tyrion.

Tyrion turned around and saw a figure walking over from the darkness.

It was a tall old man. His gaze was cold and his entire body emitted a dense baleful waves of energy. If an ordinary man is person stared at him for too long, their bodies will crumble, ghostly cries and howls would appear in their minds reducing their minds into nothingness.

It was as though countless living beings had died in his hands, causing countless blood waves to circle around him along with his energy, emitting violence that could attack akin command.

"Greetings, Elder!"

Tyrion immediately recognized who the person was. He was the Elder in charge of the ins ands outs of the students within the academy. Some call him the jet-master while some call him the Task-master.

Back then, Tyrion had just been passing by when he had personally seen the old man slap countless students to death, turning them to corpses, grabbing them as he left. No one knows what he uses them for.

Tyrion wasn't too surprised to see him. He greeted him respectfully.

The old man glanced at Tyrion indifferently, only a hint of admiration within his eyes.

"I remember you, the little fellow who was only a disposable Trooper."

"You advanced from being an ordinary genetic soldier so quickly. Not bad."

The old man smiled. However, the baleful waves of energy on his body was too strong. His smile also carried a sinister feeling. If it was an ordinary person, they might have being affected by the intense amount of radiation coming off of him.

Almost to the point of mutating, their cell stimulated, rapidly multiplying in an unknown direction. However, Tyrion wasn't normal. This amount of radiation wasn't enough to stimulate his already mutated cells. He only felt that this was normal.

Noticing that Tyrion's expression didn't change, the old man nodded.

In reality, when he heard about Tyrion's feat, the old man didn't really feel like it was anything special.

Now seeing Tyrion, he could sense the vast amount of energy contained within him. To him, Tyrion's body was like a calm volcano ready to burst out at any moment.

Also, Tyrion was respectful, not arrogant nor self centered as the others. Therefore, he felt satisfied seeing this attitude.

He walked closer to Tyrion and looked at the murals as he calmly spoke.

"Most of the powerhouse within the Federation follow the genetic path. Do you know why?"

Tyrion's pupils constricted but he still spoke "Is it because it is the only method of evolution? " Tyrion thought about it and replied.

"I thought you would say that." The old man smiled.

"The path to evolution is forked like a jungle. There are different paths to take to get to a particular destination. However, this isn't the main point. The main point is… only those with tempered cell reborn are by 'Dust' can withstand the sjet of their genes being forcefully overwritten. This is the absolute rule!"

The old man's gaze was still on the murals and his voice echoed in all directions.

"The absolute rule? Therefore, regardless 'Dust' is still the most important?" Tyrion fell into deep thought and also looked at the murals.

" That is absolutely correct. Although forked, the road would till lead to the same junction. The same can be said for evolution. The path is forked but the further one goes, the more similar the roads becomes." The old man slowly spoke.

"The genetic evolution path isn't weak, neither is it too strong but there is no doubt that is the most stable! Even the legendary Magus path or the Cultivation Path cannot hope to compare in terms of stability and foundation!"

* * *

Taking a brief pause, he resumed speaking, "While I can't tell you things directly, I can only tell you that on your journey, let there be no hesitation. Between life and death, a single millisecond can determine the decisive moment."

With that, the old man pointed at a dark wall, afterwhich the old man turned around and leave.

A second later, he completely disappeared within Tyrion's line of sight. He was like a spectra appearing and vanishing at the slightest wish.

Tyrion remained silent for a few moment before taking a deep breath and walking towards the wall the old man had pointed to.

The world seem to darken and wth a rumble, the wall slid upwards, revealing a bright path before him.

Without hesitation, he stepped into it.

* * *

What appeared before him was a seamless fusion of cutting-edge technology masterpiece and futuristic design.

Its body was incredibly streamlined with aerodynamic structure along it's sides, resembling a bullet jet.

With a lustrous metallic finish that reflects the surrounding lights.

As Tyrion approached, the doors slide open gracefully, revealing a spacious and luxurious interior.

Before Tyrion was able to admire the pods, an extremely terrifying pressure descended on him and in that moment, numerous pairs of eyes landed on his body, scanning him intensely.

Tyrion calmly stared into the deeper part of thee Sky-Piercer and numerously figured entered into his line of sight.

There are two figures, one was actually Lucia, while the other was Xietien.

They were staring at Tyrion.

When Tyrion walked over, his gaze swept past them and he immediately recognized them as he nodded his head in greeting. He didn't know how the other two was chosen but Tyrion didn't mind. He was familiar with the two people.

An elder in a white t-shirt and a brown trousers walked elegantly from the front cabin as hegazed at the three individuals.

"You all know why you're here. The Chaotic Moon Valley has invited us and you three have been chosen based on your respective strengths."

He then glanced at Tyrion for a while before he removed his gaze. "The ride will be rough. Use your genetic energy to shield yourselves from the wind barriers."

He then turned around and entered the cabin.

Time slowly flowed by as the Sky-Piercer moved incredibly fast, like a skating board within the underground tunnel. A night passed.

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