I Regenerate 10,000 Times Faster-Chapter 278: Sacred Blood Demon Arts.

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"RUMBLE!!!"

An astonishingly massive amount of energy blasted out like a nuclear explosion!

In that instant, multiple visible rings of shockwaves rippled through the air as they expanded rapidly, disintegrating every singe object they touched.

The shockwaves reduced the air to smithereens as reality warped and numerous spatial tears began appearing as shimmering lights tie out from space.

That wasn't all, the shockwaves suddenly paused and in the blink of an eye, everything with a kilometer radius disintegrated to ashes and as though pulled by an astonishingly powerful suction force, every object within a single kilometer radius was instantly sucked as they gathered at the center of the explosion which was Tyrion.

They seemed to form some sort of protection. However, an enormous power started to build up, climbing higher and higher like a volcano.

"KA-BOOOM!!!"

The orb instantly exploded, sending boulders and shrapnels in all directions.

Dust rose into the sky like clouds, covering everything within a thousand meters in a heavy dust fog!

"ROOOAR!!!"

Berserk soundwaves rippled through the atmosphere like thunder.

Extreme pain assaulted every inches of Tyrion's body as his bones tore, expanded and rearranged themselves.

Tyrion's body inflated rapidly as his cells massively produced billions of cells that expanded rapidly like a tumor. No, they were Infact tumors!

His pure flesh started ripping apart as they no longer could contain the now growing Tyrion. It was as if he was wearing a piece of clothing as flesh began peeling from his body like snow flakes.

In the blink of an eye, Tyrion's body grew from 1.8 meters to a terrifying colossal creature of 8 meters!

His head morphed as his skull cracked, taking the bone structure of a wild animal.

His canines grew longer, bigger and shaper as his normal human eyes turned into cat slitted eyes!

His long dark hair turned pure white and immediately grew even longer as they floated behind him like the mane of a lion!

Thick dark claws tire from his finger tips, drawing blood as they elongated to about seven inches.

Both his two arms thickened like a pillar, more than twice their size as his bone structures turned to thick paws with sharp nails.

The muscles in his thighs even more exaggerated as they expanded to three times their size, almost as big as two adult human's waist.

The final flesh fell, revealing snake like scales that glistened, turning dark purplish as the rays of sunshine hit him.

As though that wasn't all, his shoulders and back started to squirm like the belly of a pregnant woman, except it was even more exaggerated!

His back rapidly moved as the sound of nisnes snapping and grinding could be heard.

In the blink of an eye, two muscular arms ripped out of Tyrion's right shoulder blade and armpit. Without wasting a single millisecond, another two arms burst out from his left shoulder blade and armpit.

That still wasn't all!

His neck msuckes squirmed as two huge tumors grew from either side of his neck, growing bigger and bigger as though about to explode.

"POP!"

Two heads tore out from both sides of his neck! The head on the left side was the head of a tiger, and on the right was the head of a Demon!

At the center, was Tyrion's actual head. He didn't wish to expose his Dragon bloodline he had inherited from the Dual cultivation between himself and the Demonness.

Currently, Tyrion looked like the mashing together of three beings. One being the tiger, the second being a devil while the entire structure was based human.

His body was a mesmerizing mix of white, steel-like fur and dark scales, seamlessly blending the tiger's distinctive patterns with the dark characteristic scales of the devil.

High in the skies, Mentrail's demonic face scrunched up as he felt the unbridled, cataclysmic energy emanating from Tyrion like a nuclear warhead on the verge of explosion.

Mentrail was intimately familiar with this energy as it was the very essence of his Fiendgod form.

"Primordial Fiend Qi!"

Mentrail face darkened slightly. He didn't expect he wasn't the only with a trump card of this level. He had thought himself special, unique, and a rarely seen genius. Yet, here stood Tyrion, also a Fiendgod talent.

The realization was a blow to his ego.

In the next moment, a figure stepped out of the energy storm and dust swirling around him.

"... I am also a Fiendgod talent!"

Tyrion didn't give Mentrail time to analyze things.

The instant he morphed, his feet stomped heavily to the ground and then, the ground within half a kilometer humemd and vibrated.

The surrounding dust and debris floated in the air as though the stomp had created their own gravitational zone.

Suddenly, Tyrion's abominable figure faded as though he was being wirpped out of existence.

In one-tenth of a heartbeat, Tyrion's monstrous figure materialized before Mentrail like a fog.

Three fists, enlarged like three mountains Soaring like shooting stars as they blasted towards Mentrail like three swinging sledge hammers.

Mentrail nose flared as he snorted. Flames spaced his nostrils and with an insane reaction speed, he raised his devilish arm in a high guard stance.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

The fists slammed into his arm at the same time, the three sounds do collison synchronizing as they created one single sound.

Just as the three fists collided with his arm, Mentrail's face changed.

Without warning, his body shot backwards like a missile as the kinetic energy blasted him with the wind screeching loudly.

"BOOM!"

Just as his body was about to collide with the protective shield fortified by the Demonic Warrior Instructors, Mentrail's wings flapped and the air behind him exploded. Shockwaves stacked in the air, exploding with ripples running wide until it touched the barriers of the battle field and was nullified.

"BANG!"

Mentrail's body flickered as he appeared above Tyrion like an apparition.

His demonic claws, covered in intense flames as thPey glowed an intense orange color like a hot iron. Space ripped apart underneath the sharp claws dug at Tyrion.

"BANG!"

Tyrion raised his head up and roared. He quickly crossed two in defence as the demonic claw collided into him.

"BOOM!"

The ground beneath Tyrion's feet shattered, forming a five meters deep crater as the kinetic force conducted from Tyrion's bones to the ground.

At the same time, Tyrion's other four arms suddenly latched onto Mentrail's arm like a vice grip.

Mentrail's face changed drastically and immediately, his vision blurred into multicolored lights.

With a devilish grin, Tyrion waist twisted as power surged from his thighs.

"BANG!"

Like a sledge hammer to the ground, Tyrion dragged Mentrail as he slammed him to the ground.

"BANG!" "BANG!" "BANG!"

The ground around him shattered to smithereens as dust and shockwaves flew up into the skies.

However, before Tyrion was able to hammer him to the ground the fourth time, his face changed as several bone spikes stabbed into his arms like ice shard.

The bone shards stabbed into his paws and arms, as the bone spikes were about to stab into his chest, Tyrion immediately let go as he retreated backwards. The air exploding die to his insane movement speed.

Mentrail landed on the ground, his expression ugly. Currently, his right arm were covered with several 3 meters tall bone spikes, covering his right arm like a porcupine.

He had actually activated one of his Blood art to escape Tyrion's clutches, something which made him furious.

In that moment, his m eyes sharpened as she locked onto Tyrion's every movement. Tyrion's entire moves or those that he was about to make in the near future immediately entered and formulated into him.

The slightest twitching of his muscles, the expression on his face and down to the flow of his hair, all entered into his crimson eyes.

This was the Sacred Blood Art he had acquired from his master.

It was like a sort of prediction ability but was even more intense as this ability seem to touch the supernatural part, predicting moves Tyrion's even hadn't even made yet.

Tyrion frowned as he could feel some sort of power lightly touching on his skin. At first, it wasn't really noticeable but he was really sensitive with his body, which was why he had immediately noticed it. It was like some sort of hidden hands made out of air, lightly tickling on his skin and his face. Similar to a slight breeze softly blowing on his skin.

But to Tyrion , no matter how comfortable it might seem, it looked invasive to him. In just a few seconds, his muscles undulated and he burst out with his strength, making the air hum like a massive amount of electricity was been generated. The air around him twisted and distorted as his body undulated.

His eyes narrowed to a slit as he fixed them at the Demonic Fiendgod that before him.. With the time it took for the sound of thunder from the skies to reach the earth, Tyrion's figure faded.

And the sounds of lightening rumbled and the air buzzed like multitudes upon multitudes of bees flying.

By the time the thunder sounded, David had all of a sudden appeared right before the Mentrail. Without warning, he folded his six arms into a fist and punched downwards like a sledge hammer.

Mentrail seemed to have expected it. He smirked as his leg wings flapped.

"BOOM!"