Chapter 23: Defensive Relic!
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Chapter 23: Defensive Relic!
[Minor injury +999 damage points]
Not waiting for a single moment, Tyrion erupted with his full might.
His activated cells rumbled from within him as he drew on their full strength.
His body flushed red as his blood flowed to its limits, seemingly like a flood!
His vein appeared to be on the verge of tearing as his heart propelled blood into his system! Trace the roots of this material to n0v★lbin
In the next millisecond, he unceremoniously constricted his heart! It skipped a beat!
He had long since raised his right foot up as he pulled Seraph towards himself!
42% Cell activation level!
Phantom Leg Art! Ultima Stage!!
The muscles in his right foot momentarily expanded as the Phantom Leg Art activated.
His muscles undulated as an immense amount of power accumulated within his leg!
The pressure they exuded gave one the feeling of horror and helplessness as one looked at it!
With her hands locked in place, Seraph could only watch as her wide eyes opened in horror as the massive mountain of foot descended upon her!
"KA-BOOM!!!"
The sound was akin to a warhead being dropped as visible shock waves spread throughout the surroundings stunning the onlookers with excitement visible on their faces.
They couldn't help but retreat even more steps in order not to get caught in the shockwaves!
Like a kite whose string was suddenly broken, Seraph shot through the air like a cannonball! Her fate, yet unknown.
. . .
A tyrannical shockwave also flung Tyrion unceremoniously as his body blurred with uncontrollable speed as he bounced to the ground.
'My regeneration ability is really useful a battle.'
Tyrion's lips curled up as he thought.
"Hu!"
He breathed out a sigh as he thought. ' I need to keav here fast before the other catch up to who I am.'
Thinking up to here, he stood up on his feet, and turned towards the direction of the Legend mountain, ignoring the astonished crowds, he started walking.
"You are quite the tenacious one aren't you?" He hadn't walked three steps when the familiar tender voice spoke out.
Tyrion froze.
"You are quite the tenacious one aren't you?" He hadn't walked three steps when a familiar and tender voice spoke out.
Tyrion's body froze visibly in surprise. Strange lights flickered in his eyes as he heard the voice sound from behind him.
He turned around slowly and looked towards the voice.
Seraph stood up unsteadily from the floor. Her current situation was quite pitiable as blood flowed down her lips.
Her hair was in disarray, and the slight makeup she had on her was messed up as dust and sand had settled on her face.
Her expression right now was ugly, borderline sinister.
Most importantly, her shirt had been blasted into oblivion by Tyrion but, to Tyrion's surprise, she wasn't naked as he expected. No, quite the opposite!
She was wearing an inner vest!
And her inner vest was unharmed from the attack!
Tyrion could see a slight silvery metallic substance fading back inside her body.
He could guess a few things and concluded that it was what had protected her from his phantom Leg Stomp.
If not, she would have at least ended up with a sunken stratum, a row of broken ribs and bones.
Tyrion waved his hands indifferently.
"A defensive relic. Must have cost you an entire fortune to purchase one." Although Tyrion's expression was nonchalant, his mouth trembled as the information about relics flashed through his mind.
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Chapter 23: Defensive Relic!
[Minor injury +999 damage points]
Not waiting for a single moment, Tyrion erupted with his full might.
His activated cells rumbled from within him as he drew on their full strength.
His body flushed red as his blood flowed to its limits, seemingly like a flood!
His vein appeared to be on the verge of tearing as his heart propelled blood into his system! Trace the roots of this material to n0v★lbin
In the next millisecond, he unceremoniously constricted his heart! It skipped a beat!
He had long since raised his right foot up as he pulled Seraph towards himself!
42% Cell activation level!
Phantom Leg Art! Ultima Stage!!
The muscles in his right foot momentarily expanded as the Phantom Leg Art activated.
His muscles undulated as an immense amount of power accumulated within his leg!
The pressure they exuded gave one the feeling of horror and helplessness as one looked at it!
With her hands locked in place, Seraph could only watch as her wide eyes opened in horror as the massive mountain of foot descended upon her!
"KA-BOOM!!!"
The sound was akin to a warhead being dropped as visible shock waves spread throughout the surroundings stunning the onlookers with excitement visible on their faces.
They couldn't help but retreat even more steps in order not to get caught in the shockwaves!
Like a kite whose string was suddenly broken, Seraph shot through the air like a cannonball! Her fate, yet unknown.
. . .
A tyrannical shockwave also flung Tyrion unceremoniously as his body blurred with uncontrollable speed as he bounced to the ground.
'My regeneration ability is really useful a battle.'
Tyrion's lips curled up as he thought.
"Hu!"
He breathed out a sigh as he thought. ' I need to keav here fast before the other catch up to who I am.'
Thinking up to here, he stood up on his feet, and turned towards the direction of the Legend mountain, ignoring the astonished crowds, he started walking.
"You are quite the tenacious one aren't you?" He hadn't walked three steps when the familiar tender voice spoke out.
Tyrion froze.
"You are quite the tenacious one aren't you?" He hadn't walked three steps when a familiar and tender voice spoke out.
Tyrion's body froze visibly in surprise. Strange lights flickered in his eyes as he heard the voice sound from behind him.
He turned around slowly and looked towards the voice.
Seraph stood up unsteadily from the floor. Her current situation was quite pitiable as blood flowed down her lips.
Her hair was in disarray, and the slight makeup she had on her was messed up as dust and sand had settled on her face.
Her expression right now was ugly, borderline sinister.
Most importantly, her shirt had been blasted into oblivion by Tyrion but, to Tyrion's surprise, she wasn't naked as he expected. No, quite the opposite!
She was wearing an inner vest!
And her inner vest was unharmed from the attack!
Tyrion could see a slight silvery metallic substance fading back inside her body.
He could guess a few things and concluded that it was what had protected her from his phantom Leg Stomp.
If not, she would have at least ended up with a sunken stratum, a row of broken ribs and bones.
Tyrion waved his hands indifferently.
"A defensive relic. Must have cost you an entire fortune to purchase one." Although Tyrion's expression was nonchalant, his mouth trembled as the information about relics flashed through his mind.
Chapter 23: Defensive Relic! Minor injury +999 damage points Not waiting for a single moment, Tyrion erupted with his full might. His activated cells rumbled from within him as he drew on their full strength. His body flushed red as his blood flowed to its limits, seemingly like a flood! His vein appeared to be on the verge of tearing as his heart propelled blood into his system! Trace the roots of this material to n0vlbinIn the next millisecond, he unceremoniously constricted his heart! It skipped a beat! He had long since raised his right foot up as he pulled Seraph towards himself! 42% Cell activation level! Phantom Leg Art! Ultima Stage!! The muscles in his right foot momentarily expanded as the Phantom Leg Art activated. His muscles undulated as an immense amount of power accumulated within his leg! The pressure they exuded gave one the feeling of horror and helplessness as one looked at it! With her hands locked in place, Seraph could only watch as her wide eyes opened in horror as the massive mountain of foot descended upon her! "KA-BOOM!!!" The sound was akin to a warhead being dropped as visible shock waves spread throughout the surroundings stunning the onlookers with excitement visible on their faces. They couldn't help but retreat even more steps in order not to get caught in the shockwaves! Like a kite whose string was suddenly broken, Seraph shot through the air like a cannonball! Her fate, yet unknown. . . . A tyrannical shockwave also flung Tyrion unceremoniously as his body blurred with uncontrollable speed as he bounced to the ground. 'My regeneration ability is really useful a battle.' Tyrion's lips curled up as he thought. "Hu!" He breathed out a sigh as he thought. ' I need to keav here fast before the other catch up to who I am.' Thinking up to here, he stood up on his feet, and turned towards the direction of the Legend mountain, ignoring the astonished crowds, he started walking. "You are quite the tenacious one aren't you?" He hadn't walked three steps when the familiar tender voice spoke out. Tyrion froze. "You are quite the tenacious one aren't you?" He hadn't walked three steps when a familiar and tender voice spoke out. Tyrion's body froze visibly in surprise. Strange lights flickered in his eyes as he heard the voice sound from behind him. He turned around slowly and looked towards the voice. Seraph stood up unsteadily from the floor. Her current situation was quite pitiable as blood flowed down her lips. Her hair was in disarray, and the slight makeup she had on her was messed up as dust and sand had settled on her face. Her expression right now was ugly, borderline sinister. Most importantly, her shirt had been blasted into oblivion by Tyrion but, to Tyrion's surprise, she wasn't naked as he expected. No, quite the opposite! She was wearing an inner vest! And her inner vest was unharmed from the attack! Tyrion could see a slight silvery metallic substance fading back inside her body. He could guess a few things and concluded that it was what had protected her from his phantom Leg Stomp. If not, she would have at least ended up with a sunken stratum, a row of broken ribs and bones. Tyrion waved his hands indifferently. "A defensive relic. Must have cost you an entire fortune to purchase one." Although Tyrion's expression was nonchalant, his mouth trembled as the information about relics flashed through his mind.
