บท 185: Pure Blood Cult(Fixed)

This is the first time I'm using this move against a human being ever since I've created it," Tyrion drew nearer and nearer, two different bloodlines rippling out from within him.

"Please don't disappoint me…"

"What…!" Grant had just opened his mouth when he saw that, to his shock, Tyrion was charging towards him like a train at twice his previous speed!

"Crackle!"

Pillar-thick, dark-thunder crackled from the skies as a massive force from lightning propelled Tyrion's saber blade forward, causing a deafening blast across the air.

Compared to all his previous saber moves, Tyrion's present strike was so immensely powerful that one would not have believed it came from the same person unless one had seen it with his own eyes.

Grant felt as if his eyes were pierced with needles. The saber blade was moving too quickly; he could only see its afterimage.