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Michael's face turned pale, but was unyielding. He clenched his teeth and didn't issue a sound. His ferocious gaze stared towards Neviar.

Tyrion covered his mouth as he heavily coughed. His eyes turned a little cold at this moment as he stared at Neviar and softly said, "Friend, if you push us too much and if there isn't any path for us, even if I die, I'll drag you along."

Aelira and the rest were startled as they blankly looked at Tyrion. If anyone else said that to Neviar, perhaps they would find it funny. But towards Tyrion, who had just managed to kill Archon, they didn't have that kind of mood.

Along the way, they've seen too much of this youth, who doesn't possess the powerful strength, but the means that he was able to exert could shock others.

Far away, Neviar's eyes slightly narrowed as he looked at Tyrion indifferently. Thereafter, his voice sounded out, "Archon was killed by you, right? Indeed, you're formidable, since you're actually able to achieve this step with only Super soldier strength. It's simply unimaginable."

"However, did you really think that you're qualified to threaten me?" He smiled as the demonic dragon mark slowly stretched out, displaying its ferocity.

"Then, you can give me a try."

Tyrion's eyes slightly closed as he lightly broke free from Lara's support. He slowly stepped out and at the depth of his black pupils, black flames and purple thunder surged out, little by little. As for the surface of his body, purple Thunder surged in half his body while black flames condensed in the later half of his body.

The temperature within a mile radius rose as the sky suddenly darkened with crimson clouds gathering and purple thunder storm crackling.

"Tyrion!"

Aelira and the rest said in alarmed tones. They were a little anxious and worried. No matter what method Tyrion possessed, the current him was already heavily injured. If they were to encounter another battle, it would naturally be a huge burden for him.

Tyrion waved his hand, as his both eyes glazed with both elements, staring at Neviar. At this time, there wasn't any other path for them left. This person before them wasn't someone easy to deal with.

Neviar slightly narrowed his eyes as he looked at Tyrion, whose body was blazing with two peculiar elements at this point in time. His brows were slightly raised as the smile that he had on his face dimmed. From the latter, he could vaguely sense the danger.

"What an interesting kid. But if that's the case, then I want to see more of your methods." Neviar smiled. His character was too ferocious. Tyrion's speech was clearly not sufficient to scare him.

Tyrion sighed in his heart. It seems like this was inevitable.

The purple thunder and black flames suddenly roared like a tsunami as the cloud within a mile radius darkened.

Even the ground cracked and lava could be seen spewing out as his body started to expand rapidly.

The intense pain that came from his body made a cold sweat appear on Tyrion's forehead. However, he locked his lips in anticipation and took a step out.

Faraway, Neviar also smiled as he stretched his hand out and slowly grab onto the blade that was behind him. He lightly trembled as the screeching of the blade resounded throughout the heavens. A frightening sharp energy soared up into the clouds.

Neviar was just holding onto the blade and did not take any action. An earth-shattering amount of sharp energy gathered around him. Slicing the palm tree beneath him, as well as the cliff into pieces.

"There aren't that many students in your Death Gate Academy that can make me use this Dragon Scaled Blade. Today, you've forced me to use it, pretty good."

The Blade in Neviar's hand was slowly raised as he pointed towards Tyrion. The sharp energy was spreading and, vaguely, the roar of a dragon could be heard.

The face of Aelira and the rest turned even more pale. This Neviar obviously wanted to kill Tyrion, as he was immediately using his Dragon Scaled Sword.

"You guys, retreat first." Tyrion said softly. Read exclusive chapters at m_v-l'e|m,p-y r

Aelira and the rest clenched their teeth, then nodded their heads, before retreating at fast speeds.

Neviar's figure gradually started to float as he stared at Tyrion. He lightly smiled and tightened his grasp on the blade that was held by him, as though it was made from dragon scales and gently slashed out.

"Dragon Scaled Sword Art, Beheading Dragon!"

A massive blade slashed out without any sound. Thereafter, Tyrion could see that the entire space looked like it was shattered by Neviar's sword. A frightening shape energy  was roaring as it took the form of a dragon and flew over with a frightening speed and demeanor.

That sword was impossible to dodge.

Tyrion deeply inhaled a mouthful of air. His eyes turned solemn as both of his fists were clenched tight, and he was ready to release some of the chains binding the demonic pillar, gain its strength to confront his enemy.

"BZZZT!"

However, just when Tyrion was about to take action, the sky behind him was ripped apart. A dark gold long spear shot out like a golden comet, bringing along an unrivaled gale, and heavily clashed with that dragon-imaged sword energy ripple.

BANG!

A shocking, clashing sound was heard as the sword energy ripple and spear light swept up, causing even the space to turn twisted.

Tyrion, who was about to take action, was stunned by the scene before him. Who was it that helped them?

That golden long spear dispersed the sword image. With a whirl, it landed on the sky above, creating a towering image. An extremely shocking might rippled and engulfed everything between the heavens and earth.

The golden long spear was roughly ten feet in length, with a ferocious exterior appearance. The tip of the spear was like a golden lotus. The lotus petal was closed and formed an extremely sharp spear tip. A golden light circulated, while looking as though it could rip the space apart.

"That's..."

Aelira and the rest was stunned at the sight of the golden long spear. Shortly after, joy flushed out of their eyes, "Heavenly War God's Lotus Spear!"