I Regenerate 10,000 Times Faster

On their journey here, they'd already noticed a few adventurer parties with decent strength. Those parties still couldn't compete with theirs, even at their peak strength, but those parties had greater numbers. Furthermore, they were the ruthless-types who were used to blood. If there was a conflict, things could get troublesome.

After Aelira finished her instructions, she entered a tent with Lara. Tyrion and Michael made some light conversation, before Tyrion returned to his tent, as well. Tyrion continued studying the Neuro-dimensional Matrix Seed. With just a little more time, he should be able to grasp the seed's method of use.

As the bonfire flared, the small camp gradually quieted down. On a small hill a distance away, the shadow of a group appeared like a specter in the night.

Aetheron stood at the front of that group, dressed in white, and coldly smiling at the scene before him. His tone was cold has he asked, "Sir Quin, is everything ready?"

"All preparations are complete." The one named Sir Quin spoke from behind him.

"Then, move out. Act according to the plan. Don't hurt my beauties." Aetheron licked his lips as the lust soared within his eyes.

"Yes!"

The group behind him responded with deep and low voices. Then, there were a few sonic booms as they shot out into the night like spectres.

Aetheron stood on the hill, staring ahead with his lustful expression. He smiled and said, "Death Gate Academy. Hmph! There have been no less than thirty Death Gate Academy students who've died in the hands of our Spectral sentinels. Now, it seems a few more lives will be added to that number."

"Let's see how you run this time!"

In the quiet camp, Michael sat cross-legged, periodically glancing at the dark forest with alert eyes. He tightly gripped a long, black blade. Genetic energy surged around him.

"Mhm?"

Suddenly, Michael's eyes focused on something. His majestic energy burst out in an instant. With a quick flex of his fingers, the black longsword sharply hacked downwards.

Daaaang!

The black longsword cut downwards, and the sounds of metal on metal resounded as a black spear split in two.

"Who's there?!"

Michael instantly stood up and growled towards the dark forest.

The tents instantly opened as Aelira, Lara, Nyxa, and Tyrion quickly flew out. The four of them had just entered their meditation states, but had instantly awoke when they heard the commotion.

"Ambush! Be careful!" Michael saw Aelira and the others emerging and immediately shouted.

Shiiinnnngggg! Shhhiiinnnngggg!

As his voice landed, several black and sharp rays shot out from the forest. Spears containing majestic kinetic energy rained on their camp from all directions.

"Hmph!"

A frost gaze flashed through Aelira's eyes. Her figure flashed away, but producing shrill sounds as the air behind her exploded from sudden invasion. Her diamond-like hands flicked and surges of energy swept out, turning into a massive tsunami a few dozen feet wide.

Chhhhhh! Chhhhhh!

The black spears flew into the tsunami and were destroyed.

"Which sneaky bunch are you? You don't even have the guts to show yourselves?!"

Aelira's charming eyes coldly looked into the dark forest. Then, her figure moved. She turned into a streak of light as she tore apart the darkness, blasting over it without mercy.

"Bang! Bang!"

Her boiling energy ignited over the forest, destroying it. Aelira moved again and disappeared into the darkness. She had to get rid of these mice. Otherwise, they wouldn't be able to have any peace.

Tyrion and the others watched Aelira give chase and moved themselves to tightly guard the camp. Aelira was a Fiendgod Stage Middle Phase; those who wanted to harm her wouldn't have an easy time of doing so.

"BOOM!"

They turned towards the front, when several energy Ripples suddenly emanated through the air. Within these ripples were actually two Fiendgod Stage Initial Phases!

Tyrion and the others changed their expressions when they sensed those energy ripples. Two Fiendgod Stage Initial Phase experts? Just who was this enemy? For them to actually be able to bring out such formations!

"We have to go help her!" Nyxa's face was frosty. She growled and flew out. Michael saw her go and quickly moved to follow. But, before he left, he said to Tyrion and Lara, "The two of you will hide here, for now. We'll return as soon as we take care of those guys!"

"Rustle!"

The moment his voice landed, Michael and Nyxa flashed away through the dark forest, quickly rushing towards the origins of those Energies.

Tyrion took note of the situation and couldn't help furrowing his brows. Even though their party was rather small, they were still quite strong. Who actually dared to move against them?

Based on their formations, their enemy shouldn't be an ordinary force.

"Tyrion, what should we do now?" Lara watched Aelira and the others give chase, then turned to Tyrion.

"We'll quietly wait for their return. They shouldn't have gone too far; they should return soon." said Tyrion.

Lara nodded.

Tyrion's body suddenly tensed as his keen eyes scrutinized their surroundings. He circulated his Genetic energy, preparing to deal with any

situation that arose.

"Whooooooosh!!! "

As Tyrion swept his eyes around, a sudden and urgent break of wind resounded in his ears. A sharp gale tore through the air, bringing an ear-piercing sound.

Tyrion slightly narrowed his eyes, and hugged Lara's slim waist with a turn of his hand. The tip of his meters tapped the ground and the floor shattered to dust as his figure flew several dozen feet in the air.

"BANG!"

A black spear as thick as an arm mercilessly impaled the place where the two of them had been standing moments before. The spear had penetrated half a meter into the ground and vibrated with a buzzing noise.

Tyrion studied the black spear with a chill in his heart. He raised his head. Only the fine sounds of the wind whistled through his ears. Four figures appeared in the huge tree in front of them. Four chilling gazes fixed onto them, filled with baleful energy ripple.

"Four Demonic Fighter Late Phases?"

Tyrion's gaze eyes swept over the four figures and he felt a jolt in his heart. Which force was this? To actually bring out such experts to deal with them...

Tyrion glanced in the direction that Aelira and the others and disappeared in, and his heart inevitably sank as he figured out the entire situation.

The other party seemed to be targeting the two of them!

...

It was night. The four figures stood like spectres in the huge tree. Their bodies were hidden from head to toe in black robes — even their faces couldn't be seen. The only parts of their bodies that were exposed were their eyes, which were filled with baleful energy ripple.

Frightening enervy ripples fluctuated around the four of them. Based on those levels, all of these people had reached the Demonic Fighter Late Phase!

Tyrion narrowed his eyes at their formation. If you put them in with any of those previous adventurer parties, they'd definitely take the lead position. So why had four of them suddenly appeared?

They hadn't provoked any powerful forces along their journey, so why was trouble knocking on their door?

"Who are you?!" Tyrion's voice was solemn as he coldly growled. If he'd been facing just a single Demonic Fighter Late Phase opponent, he could've defeated them without much effort. But there were four of them. Furthermore, from the looks of it, those four were highly experienced. The baleful energy ripple in their eyes had obviously been earned through long years of knowing massacre.

They were completely different from the Demonic Fighter Late Phase of the Death Gate Academy!

However, those four black shadows acted as though they hadn't heard Tyrion. On the other hand, the baleful energy ripple within their eyes grew even denser.

Tyrion's and Lara's hearts sank at seeing their formation. Those guys were excellently trained, not an ordinary adventurer party.

"Kill them!"

An ice-cold sound suddenly came from the mouth of a black shadow. Then, the four of them exploded in motion. With a flex of their fingers, black spears materialised in their hands. Their Energies surged, melting into multitudes of illusionary spears that covered the skies and the earth, enveloping the two of them.

Tyrion's expression changed at the straightforward actions of the four shadows. He roared as he exploded into his Fiendgod form.

Dark and blue lightning surged around him like a thunderstorm as they condensed into a firm dome around him, exploding with a downward force.

Dang! Dannng!

Numerous spears hit the Nine-layered Pagoda, but only caused it to shake a little. The surface of the thunder dome wasn't damaged in the slightest.

Rustle!

But, the four of them weren't the gentle and kind types; the moment they saw Tyrion's impenetrable defense, two of them changed direction. The spears made a detour around Tyrion and shot towards Lara, who was behind him.

Lara eyes darkened and she immediately growled like a true beast. Golden waves of energy erupted from her as she punched out her two fists.