Multi-Gene - Chapter 855: wrong

Tyrion’s face changed as he noticed a particularly middle aged man coming out from one of the doors nearby. His body exuded a vast energy wave, indicating the vast amount of Dust present within him.

It was more than twice as powerful as even Gerald.

“Fuck! Even Vladimir came!”

Someone àwùj? was more knowledgeable suddenly cursed as he stared at the new comer.

Stop him!”

“Don’t let him exit this Dimension otherwise we won’t be able to snatch the ultimate treasure anymore!”

Someone from the House Of Dark Matter suddenly shouted, rousing the greed and anxiousness of those who were just entering this space.

Tyrion immediately activated the third state of berserk explosion and the air around him crackled as he tire through the air barrier releasing a sonic boom with his incredibly speed. The space around him warped and exploded as the shockwaves spread out in a circular manner.

In the blink of an eye, Tyrion immediately appeared before one of the doors.

Just as he was about to enter the door, the space before him distorted as a figure started to materialise before him.

“What incredible speed!” Alhough impressed, Tyrion didn’t sowo down and didn’t allow the shadow to materialise fully before activating the ultima state of berserk explosion.

This time though, there was a slight discomfort in his body and his veins also expanded, slightly visible above his skin however, there was no extreme reaction like previously.

Apart from his bulging veins and crimson eyes as well as his beating heart, but everything appeared normal, showing just how incredible this physique was. Something that could forever cripple a human body only appeared slightly tasking to a primordial Fiendgod’s body, it was indeed shocking.

It was no wonder they are highly respected in society.

Forming a fist that collapsed compressed and ruptured the trapped air within in his grip, Tyrion punched out.

“Screeee!”

The wind screamed as one could hear the crackling of the air being ripped to shreds as well as visible heat waves trailing from the fiestas it traveled, showcasing the incredible amount of force the fist possess.

However, the shadow fully materialised and Tyrion could fully see who the person was.

The person was a neatly dressed middle-aged man. His eyes were pure black like an abyss and within them was a cruelty that Tyrion was familiar with. The indifference towards life as though all waas beneath him.

It was actually Vladimir, an elder from the Thunder Temple and a real life, peak level, Super Soldier-7; Champion.

His bald head as well as the white beard wasn’t what gave him away but the fact that on his chest was a lightning shaped badge giving off ominous vibe that seemed very much like a relic.

The middle-aged man raised his head and glanced at Tyrion with pure indifference.

In response to Tyrion’s fist attack, Vladimir only pointed a finger at the sky and then all of a sudden, and intense amount of energy surged around Vladimir like a tornado as the clear sky darkened and an intense river of lightning suddenly appeared in the sky above.

“Crackle!”

The thunderstorm surged and roared as the earth shook and the winds wailed. In the next millisecond, the multitude of lightning gathered a single point above Vladimir’s finger. A destructive power spread through the entire space and even the entire dimension shook as space warped as the surrounding ‘dust’ roared like a wild fire.

With a non chalant expression, Vladimir slowly changed the direction of his finger and pointed it at Tyrion.

“BOOM!”

The river of lightning suddenly dissappeared, leaving a singular streak of lightning the size of an arm that crackled as it conducted itself though the air like a flood dragon swimming in water.

The instant Vladimir pointed at Tyrion, it instantly flicked its tail and blasted towards with insane speed.

Tyrion’s face changed drastically as an overwhelming sense of danger enveloped him. All of his hair stood on end as his pupils shrank to a pin point. The destructive power from this lightning had surpassed anything Tyrion had ever witnessed before.

Admist the pulsating danger, an uncontrollable, rootless anger rose from deep within him and immediately, Tyrion let loose a beastly, deafening, majestic roar filled with primal rage, pure arrogance and power.

“ROOOOOOAR!!!”

An astonishing wave of dominating energy erupted as his Primordial Fiend Body leaked out its aura.

“BOOM!!!”

Space distorted, the earth cracked and the heavens wailed!

A mighty pressure descended on this dimension as though wanting to rip this dimension of its anchor in space and time to shreds. However, someone or some sort of universal law or force seem to be stopping the power from shattering this dimension.

However, Tyrion was already blinded by an overwhelming rage to notice it. What was on his mind right now was Joe he would be able to counter an attack from a level 7 super soldier.

Sudden, his skin stared to shiver and oscillate and his body started to expand rapidly as he grew over three meter talls, transforming into a giangantic humanoid monstrosity, having the face and body of a tiger and a human at the same time.

His thick, bushy, crimson mane floated around his neck by an invincible force around him as his four canines bared fiercely with his mouth releasing an intense apocalyptic growl.

Thick runic patterns spread out from both of his heart, spreading to every part of his body like a carefully crafted network of tattoes. However, these runic patterns were actually his veins as they pulsed with every heartthrob of his.

Stomping his massive Pillar like feet heavily to the ground, the entire ground shattered as a vast cloud of dust spread out in all directions, covering the radius of a hundred Meters, including Tyrion.

Vladimir’s eyes flashed, revealing a slight bit of emotion as he saw Tyrion transform into that terrifying beast as his energy wave rose drastically as well.

“A wolf in sheep’s clothing,” Vladimir snorted disdainfully, his thick, russian accent roiled of his mouth smoothly as he continued.

“A pity you met me instead.”

As his words landed, the thick blue lightning that was as thick as an adults fist zipped through the air in a ziggag and slammed directly into Tyrion.