The Scheme!

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 his 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 a lady whose figure couldn't be noticed as rays of light seem distorted around her.

Shadows flickered and moved, bending the rays of light as her face remains a mystery. The only thing noticeable about her was the tattoo of a dragon in her wrist. It was of a black dragon biting it's own tail!

"Before the dimensional ascension, ancient people used to think this oil lamp grants three wishes." The young man suddenly spoke up. His hand reaching for a clean linen by side stand and wiped the top of the lamp.

"However, after the decent, ancient man found out things weren't that easy. Without the power to subdue the Wish demon, they would be devoured, blood, flesh and soul."

The young man then raised his head, revealing a strikingly beautiful blue pair of eyes as he faced the young lady hidden by the shadow.

"What level of strength do you think is enough to subdue a wish demon?"

The shadow on the young lady's face shook slightly but she ultimately didn't say anything.

"Sigh, don't be such a kill-joy."

The shadow on her face suddenly flickered impatiently.

"Alright, alright. You should have heard about your new legend right?"

The moving shadow covering the lady's face paused.

The man's blue eyes flashed and a shadow of an evil intent appeared on his face.

"I need you you to do something for me."

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"BOOM!"

Crossing ten meters in half a second, the wind crackled and collapsed as his figure toward over Tyrion, like a wild beast.

His large paws waved forcefully as he directly slapped at Tyrion's head.

"Collapsing Mountain Palm!"

"WHOOSH!"

The claws moved through the vacuum of space, distorting the air with its intense strength and extreme temperature that perched anything and everything in sight.

The attack was so strong the air crackled like lightning, seemingly about to collapse.

The pressure within thebsoace surged drastically as though a mountain was weighing down on Tyrion.

In the next millisecond, the pressure seemed to have reached a certain limit as it gathered at the center of Rhode's paw.

Tyrion's eyes flashed coldly. The power within that strike had definitely surpassed the strength of 80% activated cells and had reached at least 90% percent activated cells.

Usually, someone with just half his cells activated (50%) wouldn't be never be able to withstand such strike.

It was like a car, trying to stop the attack of a truck. The car would be wrecked no doubt.

But instead of panic, Tyrion actually smiled. This was what he was expecting. With this strike, his paln would come to fruition.

He straighted his palm, forming a knife shape with his palm. His body shook as his muscles squirmed. Terrifying green veins popped out from underneath his skin as he stimulated his cells according to Berserk Explosion first stage.

The air buzzed and shook as his palm oscillated. He suddenly raised his knife formed hand up as he felt the experience of the Nine Saber Styles wash through him.

In that instant, he forcefully struck out

"SUUUUUU!!!"

"RIP!!!"

"RUMBLE!!!"

The wind screamed and howled as the sound of space was been torn apart.

The two attacks immediately collided.

The world seemed to have paused at that moment as a strange silence descended…

The paw and the palm knife seemed to have been magnetized together, remaining still as the two people gakmced at each other.

Rhode was like a terrifying gigantic grizzly bear as but compared to him, Tyrion seemed slim and thin. If it weren't for the veins coiling around his neck. He would really look like an innocent scholar.

Then space warped and collapsed.

"KA-BOOM!!!"

A massive destructive shock wave exploded outward from the ground all the way up to the sky. Like a boulder falling into a still pond, the ripple in the air seem to materialized into waves, hitting against each other and spreading further in all sides!

The ground beneath had cracked into numerous pieces, turning into boulders shooting into various directions with extreme force.

Dust rose upwards, spreading out in a hundred meter radius.

Like a broken doll, Tyrion's body was forcefully tossed out from the dust cloud. His body shooting backward without stopping. His body repeatedly hitting the ground and bouncing off it until the kinetic energy from the collision faded. All of a sudden, he forcefully twisted his waist in mid-air barely able to get on his feet. Skidding and staggering backwards, two deep ten-meters long ravines were created as a result.

Tyrion wheezed as he breath with his collapsed chest. His body was stained with blood, sweat and sand. Most of his cloths had also been destroyed revealing an extremely fit body littered with bloody scars.

'Ppfft!'

Another mouthful of blood escaped the corner of his lips. His knees spreading out to keep himself stable. Blood oozed out from the pores in his right arm as it was twisted in a strange shape.

His brightened eyes stared forwards to look at the situation of his opponent.