I Regenerate 10,000 Times Faster-Chapter 187: Assassin!

Tyrion felt as if an object weighing thousands of kilograms had just rammed into him at high speed. His whole body was pushed back by more than ten paces, his legs leaving two long trails on the ground, almost colliding into his bedroom wall.

Unable to contain the blood gushing out from inside him, blood spurted out from his mouth and splashed onto the ground.

A red silk ribbon then shot out from the void, twisting itself around Tyrion's waist, but before it could tighten, it was burnt through by Tyrion's dark lightning genetic energy.

"BAM!"

The lady in red appeared on Tyrion's flank once again, striking him on his right shoulder with the lantern.

[+999 damage points]

"CREAGHH…"

An indiscernible, guttural roar rang out from the lady's throat. She kept flashing here and there around Tyrion, smashing him on his head, his body, and his limbs.

"BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM."

Under the series of heavy hits, blood gushed out from Tyrion's mouth in spurts.

[+999 damage points]

"Hit harder! It's too light! Too light!!! Hehehehe…" Tyrion did not look bothered at all as he continued blocking with his saber. No matter how hard the lady hit, he didn't even bother to block a single hit of her attacks.

"You know, I have an ability to keep people alive for long enough. No matter the damage down to the real body. If it's a female I killed, I surely made her regret ever living! HAHAHAHAHA!!!" Tyrion laughed madly, blood foaming at his mouth.

"CREAGH!!!"

The lady in red's assaults increased in intensity and speed. Madly, she struck the red lantern against Tyrion incessantly, with ever-increasing force. At the same time, she scratched Tyrion with her free hand; sharp purplish black nails left streaks of blood on Tyrion's body.

"CHI!"

A chunk of flesh was savagely gouged out from the left side of Tyrion's waist. Rapidly, the wound began turning purplish black, but was quickly suppressed by Tyrion's body.

Armed with lantern in one hand and fingernails on the other, the lady in red assaulted Tyrion as if she had gone crazy.

Abruptly, a red light flashed and her arm glowed with a scarlet hue, as if a layer of scarlet ice had frozen over her hand. Immediately, her speed and strength drastically rose.

"CREAGH!!!"

Purplish black claws pierced towards Tyrion's chest, lightning-quick. She wished she could gouge out Tyrion's heart and liver to avenge her sister, Alicia's maid whom Tyrion had killed back at the Ancient Undead City!!!

The lady in red was extremely fast to begin with. Now with her drastically increased speed, she was too fast for Tyrion to move but did he actually want to move in the first place?

"CHI!"

The sharp claw pierced deeply into Tyrion's right chest, pencil-straight. In that moment, she plucked out Tyrion's heart as though it was a fruit from a tree.

Blood foamed continuously out of the wound. Tyrion was pushed back more than ten steps by a massive force. Oxygen mixed with blood and bubbled out of his chest.

"CREAGH!"

The lady in red released her lantern and, with her other hand, pierced Tyrion's abdomen, grabbing his liver and crushing it to ashes.

Tyrion's entire body trembled. He gripped both her shoulders like a vice with his hands. Tried as the lady might, she was unable to break free from Tyrion's vice-like grip.

[+9999 death points]

"I possess two hearts! Finally, you can die in peace…" he lifted his face, filled with blood and filth, to reveal a hideously savage grin.

"SZZZZZZ….."

Black steam began rising from both of them as blood was boiled by the scorching devil Qi and the crackling dark thunder.

"ROAR!!!"

Amidst an untamable tiger roar, Tyrion bellowed, and slammed his knee into the lady's torso without warning.

"BAM!!! BAM! BAM! BAM!!!"

The lady in red struggled, screaming pathetically like an infant. Her torso had caved in from Tyrion's attacks. White smog billowed out from all around her body and her facial orifices.

"Didn't you have a good time smashing me earlier!?" Clutching her hair, Tyrion smashed her head against his own.

"BOOM!"

A giant hole was smashed into the lady's head. White goo and smoke came up from it. She shrieked miserably, attempting to wrestle free with all her might. However, Tyrion held onto her mercilessly and sent her slamming backwards through his bedroom wall and into the wall of his training room!

In a loud bam, the wall sunk deeply.

"HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" Tyrion laughed like a madman, raining fists on her head, smashing her into a complete pulp. Her head was like a smashed watermelon and huge amount of white smoke billowed from her wound.

"DIDN'T YOU COME TO KILL ME!? COME ON! COME ON! COME ON!!!" His powerful punches landed continuously on her head and body.

"BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM!!!"

Several dozen punches had landed on her. Dust and devil Qi flowed frenziedly in Tyrion's body, allowing him to put full might into each punch. His body was scorching hot like a furnace.

The lady's head and neck had turned into charred pulp.

Singlehandedly, Tyrion pulled her claws out of his body and hoisted her high up in the air under the dust filled building.

Though left hanging on to her last breath, the lady retained one final strand of consciousness and reached out for Tyrion's arm.

"This is the price to pay if you seek to kill me!"

"RIP!!!"

With one pull, he ripped the lady's battered head out from her body! A section of the spine still hung from the bottom of her head!

Copious amounts of white goo splattered on him, but Tyrion was not bothered in the slightest. He chuckled maniacally.

Rolling on the ground of his corridor, the light in the red lantern extinguished in that very instant.

...

Forbidden Ground, The Instructors Mountain.

A particularly, massively, large building whose roof pierced through the clouds stood at the center of this 10,000 meters tall mountain, Dust roiled off the building, infiltrating the cool, moisturized air as it spread through every corners of the mountain.

Without a doubt, Building 1, absorbed the most Dust than the other 99 buildings which was one building away from the center of the estate

Building 49.

Inside a particularly building which was more than half larger than building 50 and also half as small as building 48, a devilishly handsome man sat within his study room.

Strange paintings that seem to be relics from alternate dimensions and temples hung on the wall of the study room.

That wasn't all, relics of different shapes sat on the table.

The young man held a particularly ancient relic in his hands which seemed like an ancient oil lamp.

His hands seem to stroke the ancient engravings and dazzling crystal stones embedded at the sides of the oil lamp.

Standing before the handsome man was his maid. However, currently, her eyes bleed blood as she whimpered, falling to her knees.

The young man glanced at the Young lady and shook his head.

"The relic sure is magical for a silver grade. However, it's still not enough to deal with that brat. Moreover, the backlash is too severe. Drink this."

The young man gently lifted the head of the maid and fed her a bottle of a healing serum.

A few minutes later, the young maid whimpers grew softer and then reduced, managing to stand up on her feet.

With her eyes closed, the young maid's head lowered in shame as she bowed her head. "I'm sorry I wasn't able to help you bring him in. It's my fault I didn't notice he possess to hearts."

Instructor Fabian shook his head. "There's nothing to be worried about. My plans are about to come into place and no matter what choice Tyrion chooses, my plans will still take place. The dragon bloodline containing the ancient bloodline will be mine, finally gaining the authority to open this relic, defeat the Wish Demon and gain the three infinite wishes."

Gazing softly at the young lady, Fabian stroked her head gently and spoke. "I will use one of the 3 wishes to revive your family, your sister and your lover back into this world."

Gazing into the closed eyes of his young maid covered in blood, Fabian's eyes, grew with greed and lust...

"But first... "

Grabbing at her neck like a chicken on a silver plate, he forced her down on her knees and proceeded with her.

"Hmph—"

The young maid wasn't able to grunt when her mouth was filled up.

* * *

Tyrion clutched at his chest. The smell of burnt flesh emanated from it. However, his wounds along with his ripped out heart and liver regenerated.

His eyes was shining brightly. He has amassed numerous amounts of damage points in just one night. The lady was definitely sent from above to deal with his starving damage points.

Tyrion held onto his saber with his other hand; blood dripped slowly from his palm. In between his palm and saber hilt was a makeup mirror.

It was the sort of mirror one could buy anywhere on the streets—very ordinary, worth only a few coins and weighing no more than a few grams.

Tyrion had found it on the corpse

After the lantern lady had died, her entire body dissolved thoroughly into smoke, leaving behind only miscellaneous items like her clothes and the lantern. Tyrion found this mirror among them.

It was actually a relic, and a high grade one at that.

[Name: Sleeping Beauty]

[Grade: Silver relic]

[Info: Induce the ghost of the relic's past, possessing the ghost to kill an enemy from a distance.]

[Review: Too scared to do your own killing? Go fvck yourself!]