Multi-Gene

Performing multiple flips, Tyrion landed on the ground, arriving right before the sky reaching beast.

Previously, just looking at the beast's eyes made his mind shake and his brain hurt as though soul was being affected.

However, after the transformation to a Fiend God physique, not even being this close to the beast gave him any of pressure.

In fact, the pressure seem to have vanished as though everything that had happened was merely an illusion.

Stomping heavily to the ground, Tyrion catapulted upwards, climbing more than 50 meters as he landed on the Levithan's legs.

Its scales was massive, more than three times the size of Tyrion's body.

Like a gecko lizard, Tyrion rushed upwards with insane speed. It was almost as if he was running vertically upwards.

It was at this moment that Gerald reached the First statue. His face was entirely ugly and his eyes was spewing intense fire from anger. However, there was surprise and a bit of shock on his face.

The attack he just launched would have instantly injured a Super soldier and obliterate a genetic soldier.

However, despite the fact that Tyrion was clearly just a Genetic soldier, he was somehow able to slice the attack into two.

Just who exactly was this guy?

He didn't ponder too much about it as he immediately punched at his chest, spitting it a mouthful of thick congealed blood that was saturated with thick, condensed 'Dust'.

Slapping the blood on his forehead, his gravity super cell on his forehead suddenly glowed a crimson color.

It power immediately soared drastically and the pressure weighing down on Gerald reduced by a lot.

Gerald's face turned pale. Wiping the blood off his mouth, he charged at the statue with lightning speed, crossing over 500 meters within a few seconds and arriving before the statue, just below Tyrion.

With a massive stomp, he flew upwards and also began climbing the statue.

At this moment, three individual had arrived with the the first statue.

It was unknown how they had done it but they had some how by passed the pressure from the statues using some method or some ancient relic.

The three people were geniuses of various academies and had their eyes set on the ultimate treasure.

They didn't even stare at the other treasures nearby as they sped towards the statue, reaching the foot of the statue that was about four mountains long, they jumped upwards and started climbing the body of the beast with lightning speed.

Seeing the four people below him, Tyrion began to feel the pressure. Those four students weren't to be trifled with and their strength had surpassed the genetic soldier stage and was at least a Super soldier 2 or even 3.

Not daring to slow down, he immediately activated berserk explosion and his speed increased drastically.

However, something shocking happened. Every time Berserk Explosion is activated, his muscles would always be in the verge of collapsing and veins would swell up, causing him intense pain as well as the stimulation of his entire cells exploding and regenerating.

However, this time, he only felt a bit bloated. Apart from that, he received the enhancement from the technique and not even his veins was in pain nor did it expand past its limit.

Although surprised by this, he focused more on climbing even faster.

His nails elongated, assisting him to claim even faster and faster while those below try to catch up.

"Six thousand meters more."

Tyrion whispered as he climbed upwards with all his might and his speed was shocking.

Along with the enhancement from berserk explosion, the four geniuses below could only watch in anger as rapidly Tyrion reached the head of the statue and grabbed at the glowing treasure.

"DO YOU WANT TO DIE!?"

"HOW DARE YOU?!"

"DON'T TOUCH IT!"

There was no joy on Tyrion's face, neither were there happiness. Immediately he grabbed at the treasure.

Below him, he could feel an array of danger below him. The four people below him had attacked using all of their strength.

However, Tyrion stood at the mouth of the statue with glowing eyes as he whispered with a unsure expression.

'Please work.'

Immediately, he activated Tactical retreat.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and looked at behind the four who were about a thousand meters away from him with a shocked expression. "What the fuck is that!?"

With confused expression, the four students looked backwards like naive little children.

There was a faint 'pop' in mid air and instantly, Tyrion vanished from his previous position.

By the time the four students realized what was happening, they looked upwards in anger only for them to realize Tyrion had vanished together with the treasure.

...

Darkness overwhelmed Tyrion and he felt as though he had been thrust into a sticky silent passageway made of bubble, darkness and void.

There was nothing before him, there was nothing to be seen and there was nothing to look forward to, only darkness and void.

However, in the next second, a light bridged through the void and Tyrion was sicked into it.

Another pop sounded as the opened up. Tyrion fell out of mid air, the wind screeched past his face as he free fell to the ground.

"Fuck!"

Tyrion cursed in shock and horror. He was actually about ten thousand meters from the ground and was currently free falling without anything to hold on to.

There was no way he would be able to survive a fall like this even he could regenerate in a second, he still wouldn't be able to survive if his brain, and hearts got shattered in the grounds.

His eyes spun about rapidly as he thought about what to do. He didn't want to die here. And what the hell happened to the tactical retreat?

Was it this unreliable? Seeing that it took about a hundred thousand damage points to upgrade the technique, he knew it wasn't a simple technique but he didn't think t be the cause of his death.

Thinking rapidly, his speed began increasing as flames from friction started to burn his cloths.

"Flames." His eyes suddenly lit up as he gazed at the boots he was wearing. Although the boot seem to be severely damaged, the jet engines were still working!

Immediately, blue flames erupted from the soles of his boots but then turned off back.

However, Tyrion pressed his toes hard on the control pedals in the boots, activating the thrust function of the relic, thereby activating the jet pack of the boot.

The flames lit up however, it went out again after a few seconds of thrust like a broken down vehicle.

However, the few seconds the jet engine activate, was enough to reduce klong speed.

This happened for more than a few hundred times until he finally reaches the ground.

"BANG!"

Tyrion landed in the ground and staggered on the floor.

His stomach tumbled and his mouth bulged. With a force he could barely control, he threw up all over the ground.

"That was close."

Just as he stood up to wipe his sweat, he heard the voice of a guy pointing at him and shouting.

"There he is!"

Frowning, Tyrion stared at where he was in confusion and saw that he was currently at the eight statue, which was about a thousand meters away from the largest statue and with only the Ninth statue separating them.

Immediately the person's voice died down, Tyrion gaze hardened and as his bones rapidly healed, he took a step forward and appeared before the person who had just started.

The guy was actually a student of Death Gate Academy just like Tyrion and was a recent Super Soldier, however, he had betrayed Tyrion the moment he appeared and had shouted to draw the attention of the others.

With a bang, Tyrion by passed the person with insane speed. The Super soldier's face changed as even his eyes couldn't keep track of Tyrion's speed as he turned into a blur.

"BANG!"

Tyrion passed beside him, their shoulders touching. However, the young man felt as though a train had collided into him and he was immediately sent flying like a soccer ball.

The physique of a Fiend God was no joke. Barely a genetic soldier, however he was still able to directly send a super soldier flying just by brushing him.

Tyrion turned into a blur as he fled toward of the opened doors. However, Grant suddenly appeared before him like a ghost, his four super cells glowing.

His palm slapped at Tyrion's shoulder and the air around them collapsed as an intense pressure the size of two mountains pressed forwards.

"Rumble!"

"Mountain Incinerator Palm."

Tyrion's eyes flashed as he calmly punched out without slowing down.

Grant let out a gloating laugh. It didn't matter if they were in the same academy or not, he had already showed mercy by not using his axe to activate the technique.

However, instead of falling in his knees and begging for his life, Tyrion chose to clash head on with him. It was true what they say, ignorance is bliss.

"KA-BOOM!!!"