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I Regenerate 10,000 Times Faster

[WARNING!] [May Contain Adult Scenes... ] A dimensional storm befell Earth, ripping through space in every country and creating paths to dimensional realms. Immortals, gods, demons, angels, and many other creatures from other dimensions came to Earth. However, all the mysterious dimensional realms was incredibly dangerous. Other people risk their lives to venture into the realms, but with my fast regeneration speed, I regenerate from all injuries an instant! A rare relic with 0.01 percent chance at dropping? I will regenerate a clone and make it grind until it drops! ... Forced into dual cultivation by the very woman he loathe, Tyrion took absolute and infinite advantage of it. Reincarnating into the body of a recruit that died during the entrance examination. Methuselah Tyrion woke up into an unknown future/past. [DING!] [God-Level Healing Factor System Activated] [First Level: Peak-human Regeneration: Host would be able to regenerate lost limbs or even massive chunks of their bodies, but usually cannot survive complete brain destruction and will not survive decapitation or being rendered to bits.] [Second Level: Super Enhanced Regeneration: Host would be able to recreate and posses multiple organs such as extra brains, hearts and liver in one body.] [Third Level: Supernatural Regeneration: Host would be able to regenerate multiple body parts and finally be able to create clones!] ... [Tenth Level: ??? ??? ??? ] With a system that awakened and evolved his innate bloodline. He could heal and regenerate, 10,000 times than a normal person in a world stormed by dimensional beasts. [DING!] [Dual cultivation successful] [True Ancient Crimson Dragon Bloodline Inherited!] ... [50 power stones = 1 Extra chapter] [200 Power stones = 2 Extra chapters] [500 power stones = Extra chapters] ... [Gift= Name as Side Character ] ... Comment, review and share. It's the true source of every writer's motivation!

RagingArtPunk · Fantasia
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433 Chs

Meaningless Struggle

"Ligna?" Tyrion arched his thick, bushy-white eyebrow, his silvery-white mane fluttering as shockwaves ripples through him.

"Swish."

Ligna was blasted several paces back by the unimaginably massive force. Each of his steps creating deep cracks on the hardened floor. A look of incredulous shock surfaced on him.

"It's you!!?" He was stumped. Even through those rippling muscles and white furs he could still remember Tyrion's feature as he had deemed him dangerous and also the fact that he had a photographic memory.

He never expected that the person to disrupt his moment with the Dark priestess at this moment would be some protégé from the back water academy called Death Gate.

How could the ordinary student of a mortal organization raise his saber against a Pristess of the Dark Temple?!

"I didn't think you would try to stop me seeing as your people also died." Tyrion looked at Ligna in mild surprise.