Multi-Gene - Chapter 841: Wrong

“Whoosh!”

It was as though Tyrion didn’t exist in that point in time as he flashed from his previous position.

Time slowed to a craw and the surroundings which was illuminated in bright neon lights instantly blurred into a blurry streams of colors.

Within that millisecond, Tyrion appeared above the cyborg as though he had walked out of space.

His mane which had turned deep red crackled with crimson electricity. Tyrion’s tiger-formed face was wild, malicious and berserk.

The killing intent his eyes exuded was off the chart as his gigantic hybrid form. The glow from his pupils caused streak of lines in midair as he moved.

The dark Cypher blade within his claws was coated in extreme lightning, both blue and red as they interwoven around the blade like a runic pattern.

The red caused from the friction of air resistance against the blade while the blue from the Nine Sky Thunder Blade.

At this point, the sharpness, speed and lethality of the blade had reached the extreme limit. The amount of force imbued within the blade was vast.

Even the blade could barely withstand this sort of force, not to mention Tyrion who was simply flesh and blood.

At this point, the cyborg was simply too slow to process what was happening, nor could he react to Tyrion’s speed. He was actually still staring at Tyrion’s afterimage while Tyrion was simply chilling above him with a deadly killing intent.

Time suddenly resumed and Tyrion’s blade slashed across the air with a screeching sound. .

However, a cold chuckle reverberate through the entire third floor. “Interesting.”

With an inconceivable speed that Tyrion could barely match up to, Adam Smasher waved his gigantic, metallic arm which immediately collided with the Cypher blade.

“BOOM!!!”

The blade instantly shattered as though it was made of glass.

The sound hadn’t spread an inch and the fragments of the blade were still moving out of their respective separated positions when Adam Smasher suddenly looked up at Tyrion with a cold, chilling grin.

Tyrion activated the sky walker and the jet streams redirected to the sides, pushing him out of Adam’s line of sight with maximum efficiency. However, he was still too slow.

Adam’s metallic arm slowly stretched and grabbed at Tyrion’s large paws which were beginning to get lose around the hilt of the broken weapon.

His cybernetic arm wrapped around Tyrion’s both wrists like a vice-grip.

Tyrion’s face changed drastically.

“Crap!”

“BOOM!” “BOOM!!” “BOOM!!!”

Like a sledge hammer, Adam Smasher smashed Tyrion through the ground multiple times, causing massive crater in the ground as dust, sand and blood scattered around in mid-air.

As he smashed him to the ground for the umpteenth time, Tyrion actually twisted his entire body, his feet landing steadily to the ground as though was glued to it.

With a roar, Tyrion literally tore his arm off from Adam’s grip as he retreated backward with insane speed.

His expression was one of pain and his huge, majestic, crimson tiger form was now looking pathetic with blood spilling out from every pore in his body.

Adam tilted his head and glance at the two paws in his hand with surprise. He couldn’t help but be surprised by Tyrion’s brutality. The dude literally tore his arms off just to escape from him!

Even Tyrion’s demonic appearance didn’t surprise him by much but he was stunned by Tyrion’s brutality.

However, this did nothing to stop him from executing his next move.

In that split second, his shoulder opened up, releasing a few mechanical sounds as the metals arranged themselves on his shoulder, forming a large shoulder mounted missile.

Tyrion’s face changed dramatically but before he could even react, a missile tore through the air with speed that warped space itself as it traveled 30 meters in the blink of an eye and arrived half a meter away from Tyrion’s forehead!

Tyrion roared like a cornered, beast trapped between life and death.

He exploded with his most insane reaction speed, wanting to use his shattered paws to block the missile.

However, he was still too slow.

“Ding!”

“KA-BOOM!!!”

The missile’s body cracked and an intense chemical reaction took flames as an intensely fiery flames combusted, engulfing everything within two hundred meter radius.

Everything it touched was reduced to ashes and even the pillars that withheld this floor was reduced to smithereens.

A mushroom made of flames ruptured space as it distorted like a fabric about to tear as oxygen finally directed the flames to a more vulnerable path.

The barrier of this floor. Instantly shattered and the glass walls were reduces to pure lava as the flames exploded outwards.

In the last moment, Tyrion’s third arm, the cybernetic relic installed in his spine and was the closest to his head appeared, immediately activating air cannon as the violent pressure from air cannon reduced the missile’s speed and redirected the missile to the side, giving himself a slight chance to react.

Tyrion curled his body into a ball, his muscular, beastly legs tensed up as they crossed over each other.

His arms crossed his over his thighs in an X shape manner while his third arm curled over his head, using it as the final bit of defense, then the missile exploded.

The force from the explosion warped through space and instantly evaporated his third arm, shattered his left arm, and totally incinerated his right arm from reality.

His legs were next. His feet which had morphed to a more beastly one, looking closely to the feet of a tiger was covered by his sky walker boots.

The boots held on for a few seconds, before they gave in as cracks appear on them.

But even though his feet were being protected by the boots, the other parts of his body weren’t.

From his ankles, the flames ravaged through them to nothing, all the way to his waist, climbing upwards, destroying his waist, torso, till only his chest were left, then the flames overwhelmed him.

It was as though he was a drawing from a piece of paper being erased by an eraser.

A few seconds later when things died down. The entire floor that was about a kilometers wide had a quarter of its length destroyed, with a large crated around a hundred meter radius on the ground.

It was unknown how this floor had been able to withstand this sort of explosion without it being destroyed.

Silence reigned on the third floor before it was being interrupted by a set of heavy footstep.

“Tap!” “Tap!” “Tap!”

The footstep sounded more like heavy thumping sounds instead.

The smoke cleared and the figure was expectedly Adam Smasher.

His enhanced optical cyberwares glowed as his cyberwares hummed like an engine as he stood there, towering over a head with just a bit of their spine hanging from their neck.

The being had the face of a ferocious beast looking similar between the mix of a tiger and a human but it was uncertain what this being previous was as half of the being’s face had been totally destroyed, revealing the brain that squirmed and wriggled in the huge hole of its head.

Adam’s face was ice cold. The rusted steel covering his face hummed and buzzed as he spoke.

“Invader. Your kind caused the destruction of my world, injecting and corrupting my this world with your deadly and parasitic virus. I should have given you inflicted to you a death more fitting for your kind. Alas, you were too fragile.”

Tyrion’s eyes were wide open and fear, terror and disbelief could be seen on his face. To him, he still couldn’t believe he was so easily defeated just like that.

There was barely any time for him to even struggle and he was literally ripped to shreds. His legs, arms and even his two hearts had been destroyed. Almost 20 percent of his brain had been burnt to crisp

His mouth opened up, wanting to form words, as though begging for his life. However, in this pathetic state, exactly how would he be able to speak?

Adam coldly raised his right hand and aimed at Tyrion below, Adam’s cybernetic arm released a humming mechanical sound as the metal rearranged and reassembled, forming a twelve barreled machine gun.

“Ratatatatatata!”

The armor piercing bullets ripped through Tyrion’s remaining neck, as the bullets rained down on him, shattering his chin to pieces as the bullets slowly climbed upwards, destroying his lower jaw, his upper jaw, nose, and then slowly, the fear filled eyes.

When it got to his brain, Adam’s showed absolutely no mercy and raised his leg.

His mechanical leg hummed as he simply stomped metal feet against Tyrion’s brain.

“SPLAT!”

Like water melon crushed by an hydraulic press, white brain matter splattered everywhere, staining the ground as well as his feet.

“Pathetic.”

Almost as though he had simply just squashed an insignificant ant, Adam showed disgust, scrubbing his metal feet on the uneven ground to clean off the brain matter from his cyberware, he then turned away.