I Regenerate 10,000 Times Faster

Archon's indifferent expression was temporarily replaced with a sharp one as he looked over Aelira. He could sense that her Genetic energy wasn't any inferior than his. It seemed that this girl was the Rank 3 of the Myth ranking in the Death Gate Academy, Aelira.

The students nurtured by the Death Gate Academy were powerful indeed. They were so young, yet they could rival the best disciples of the Ancient Dragon Spectral Cult.

"The Death Gate Academy really does have its methods." Archon applauded as he lightly smiled at Aelira.

She returned the smile with the words, "We thank White Dragon Overlord City for your praises." She raised a diamond-like hand to disperse the protective barrier around Tyrion and allowed him to join her.

"You're always causing trouble. It's barely been half a day, yet you've already started a fight with White Dragon Overlord City." Lara scolded as she glared her doe eyes at Tyrion.

"They're the ones who ambushed us last night." Tyrion said slowly. "They're from the Ancient Dragon Spectral Cult."

"What?!"

Lara and Michael looked startled. Even Aelira slightly narrowed her eyes. None of these young students had expected it to be just another chess piece for the Ancient Dragon Spectral Cult. It seemed this organisation was truly deep and unfathomable. No wonder the Alliance both righteous and demonic even held some fear and restraint towards them.

Even from a distance, Archon noticed the astonished expressions on their faces. It looked like they'd just come to some realisation. He couldn't help the odd smile that crept over his face as he gave them one last meaningful glance before ducking back into the throng of White Dragon Overlord City experts. Now that Aelira had appeared, it wouldn't be easy to kill Tyrion.

Furthermore, there was a more pressing matter that required his attention.

As long as they obtained that item, it would be easy to kill those brats.

The unaffiliated experts around the basin warily eyed Archon as he rejoined his people — especially the Steller Dipper Blade Academy and the EarthCore Continuum Academy. They exchanged glances amongst themselves and finally seemed to settle on some unspoken agreement. It was clear that they intended to combine their strengths to deal with the strongest White Dragon Overlord City.

Archon's sharp attention hadn't lost that fact; however, he only afforded them a cold smile and seemingly wasn't bothered by them.

"City Lord, it looks like that brat dragged us out into the spotlight," The grey-cloaked Elder reported with a grim expression.

Archon smiled nonchalantly. "They're nothing more than annoying locusts. What are they capable of, anyways? Did they think that my White Dragon Overlord City was only capable of that much?"

By this point, Aetheron had caught up as well, although he was still throwing vicious glances in Tyrion's direction. "Father, what do we need from this place?"

Archon knit his brows as he frowned. "I've received orders to obtain the most precious object from the White Dragon Overlord's Sacred dimensional relics. As for the specifics, even I'm not sure."

"The most precious object?" the grey-cloaked Elder echoed as he turned his eyes towards the bottom of the black basin. "Then, it should be here, because this is the place where the White Dragon Overlord died!"

Aetheron seemed doubtful. "However, it doesn't look like there's a Sacred dimensional relics here."

His father studied the basin for a moment, then slowly replied, "That's because the seal here is still intact. It looks like we only need to wait for the sun and moon to come together. When the natural Genetic energy turns chaotic, the seal will weaken. Then, all we need to do is destroy it and the the Sacred dimensional relics will appear."

"Right now...all we have to do is wait."

He finished his words and closed his eyes with a silent finality.

Archon wasn't the only one who knew about that — that much was clear. Experts from other forces could also sense the abnormalities around the black basin, and chose to wait instead of act blindly.

The wait stretched for nearly half a day before the sky and land turned dark and the natural Genetic power ripple between the heavens and earth began to fluctuate.

Just as the Genetic power ripple between the heavens and earth fell into disorder, Tyrion's eyes caught something. Down in the black basin, the thousand-meters-tall mysterious black bronze pillars started to faintly glow.

"The Sacred dimensional relics appearing!"

Tyrion's heart trembled and his eyes blazed with passion.

…

"RUMBLE!" "RUMBLE!" "RUMBLE!"

The space between reality was overshadowed with darkness as the natural energies of the land turned chaotic. A faint mist began curling up from the earth due to all the Genetic power ripple gathering towards this place.

Everyone noticed the sudden changes and took in the details of the scene, quietly preparing for battle. This was the resting place of a Overlord; it was best to remain cautious. With their strength, they were only qualified to wander around the Prime Draconis Ridge; if they ever met a genuine Overlord, they would be weaker than an ant.

Even though there was no longer a Overlord here, all they needed was some of his legacy treasures to turn it into a life-threatening situation.

Tyrion and his companions were also on their guard as they stared into the black basin. The colossal black pillars were beginning to give off light, bit by bit.

As the light grew stronger, they could barely make out a pattern on the surface of the black pillars. A light pattern that seemed alive and wiggling.

Shuuuu!

As the patterns thrashed, the intensity of the light suddenly exploded. The rays raced out from the basin, interweaving and blanketing the basin in thick layers of light.

Rumble!

It sounded like thunder. The natural Genetic energy surged and rushed towards the center of the basin in a torrent. Everyone's expressions turned grim, though none of them rashly charged in; they knew that they'd only be crushed to death by the violent surges of Genetic energy.

Aelira turned her face towards the basin and frowned. "The black basin has been covered." Up ahead, the light was slowly spreading out, until it'd become a solid screen several thousand feet in diameter and blocked their view of the basin.

Tyrion frowned at the frightening Genetic energy rippling from the screen. "This must have been left behind by the White Dragon Overlord to keep prying eyes away from the place where he fell." This wasn't something he could break. If he tried to force it, he might incur a counter-strike, and he'd be as good as dead.

Michael smiled bitterly. "This Overlord Sacred dimensional relics really isn't easy to reach." They'd already endured so much difficulty to reach this place; they hadn't imagined this energy barrier to be yet another obstacle in their path.

"Let's study the situation first," said Tyrion. Aelira and the rest nodded in agreement. Right now, the best they could do was observe the changes.

The other experts' faces also turned ugly when they sensed the energy barrier. How were they supposed to reach the Overlord Sacred dimensional relics with this energy barrier in place?

Numerous pairs exchanged looks and the area grew extremely silent for a moment.

Suddenly, a courageous bark sounded from a skinny, middle-aged man in the crowd. "Hey, everyone! Let's work together to destroy this energy barrier. Even though this probably belongs to the White Dragon Overlord, it's still several hundred years old, at least. Plus, there's no one controlling it. With so many of us here, it's possible for us to destroy it!"

His announcement attracted quite a few nods and verbal agreements from the others. After all, the energy barrier wasn't going to disappear on its own.

The concurring voices increased in volume as more and more people demonstrated their willingness to cooperate.

"Good, we'll act together!"

Tens of thousands of bodies rose into the sky, creating a surge of Genetic energy in a majestic scene.

Tyrion nudged them to look in another direction, where Archon and his soldiers were looking around with frigid expressions. Aetheron wore a ridiculing smile as he mocked the experts who were clearly overestimating themselves. "Look at those guys from White Dragon Overlord City. They're waiting to watch a good show."

"Watch out for them. If they're really from the Ancient Dragon Spectral Cult, then they've probably already prepared something." A dark light flashed through Aelira's eyes as she continued, "When he was alive, the White Dragon Overlord was also from the Ancient Dragon Spectral Cult. But for some unknown reason, he betrayed the Ancient Dragon Spectral Cult.

The Ancient Dragon Spectral Cult suffered heavy losses while pursuing him. That was the chance the Alliance was waiting for, so that they could eliminate them with just a single move."

Tyrion lightly nodded in understanding. Archon and his experts weren't very surprised by the appearance of this energy sudden energy barrier; they already expected it.