Tyrion remained cross legged on the bed as he went into deep thought on how to spend the recently farmed damage points and then came to a conclusion that it was best to recreate a second brain.

His most vulnerable and fatal spots were his head and his heart. If destroyed, he wouldn't be unkillable any longer and be dead for real.

Ever since he grew a second heart, it had saved him from sure death situations numerous times.

However, wouldn't be long before someone strong enough smashes his head to a pulp. For example, Vladimir.

"A second brain it is."

With this, he would truly be unkillable!

But, there's a slight problem, where should he grow his second brain?

The only place large enough to fit a brain was his two ass...

Tyrion's eyes twitched as he thought of having an extra brain in one of his two ass checks.

"Eugh!"

Tyrion shuddered as he immediately got rid of the thought and started thinking seriously.

Recently, he had increased in size from a regular 1.80 teenager to a 2 meters tall teenager due to the transformation of the Primordial Thunder FiendGod body, giving him more height and width, appearing more bulky and muscular.

Therefore, there should be more than enough space to fit a brain... in his belly. Moreover, it was connected to his spinal cord.

Closing his eyes, he concentrated on the cells around his stomach, gently stimulating them. A remarkable transformation started taking place as the cells, blood, veins, tissues, and bones in his abdominal, responded to the mysterious power of the system.

Gradually, he sensed the formation of intricate structures within his belly. Two majestic neural pathways started forming, weaving together and eventually merging to give birth to a tiny brain-like organ.

This peculiar organ started to expand rapidly, reaching a point where its internal structure divided into four distinct sections.

The two original neural pathways transformed into separate channels resembling spinal cords, extending outwards toward the lower part of his body. Numerous neural connections sprouted from the newly created brain, intertwining with his existing bodily systems.

[Brain organ replication completed.]

A potent force emanated from his body as the brain formed within him.

As blood coursed through his two brains, he felt a massive surge in his thinking abilities. His reaction speed heightened to the point where it felt like time itself was dilating.

That wasn't all, Tyrion experienced an expansion of his five senses. His vision became sharper, capturing details he never noticed before. Sounds became clearer and more distinct, as if he could perceive the subtlest of nuances. His sense of touch became incredibly refined, allowing him to discern textures and temperatures with unparalleled precision.

The world around him seemed to slow down as his two brains processed information at an accelerated rate.

This time dilation effect, an aftermath of his heightened cognitive abilities, gave him an extraordinary edge in perceiving and reacting to the events unfolding around him.

...

"Identify yourselves!"

At the gate of Death Gate Academy, four students on guard duty stopped the group.

The cold-looking teenager stepped forward and said loudly, "We are from the Chaotic Moon Valley. Along with us is our first year head Instructor Trohn! Let us through at once!"

"Chaotic Moon Valley's first year head Instructor!" The guards were astonished because in the Windy Paths Nation, the students of the Evil Moon Palace were always consider to be outstanding, not mention how astonishing their head Instructors were. They were always treated the utmost respect, even the emperor himself would pay them respect.

"Sir! Please enter through here." The leading guarding smiled as he eyed the people next to him, "Go notify the warden elder immediately!"

The news of the important visitors quickly spread throughout the whole Death Gate Academy.

Inside the welcoming lobby of Death Gate Academy.

Besides a couple of Instructors sitting on the left hand side, there was a middle-aged man sitting in the main seat who seemed about forty years old. With his huge body and tiger claw like hands on the armrests, he emanated a strong pressuring aura. He was the head instructor for third year students of the Death Gate Academy, Zyhenz!

Normally, if it was just a normal Instructor coming, Zyhenz would not usually show up, leaving the reception to the second year instructors or even the second year head instructor. But this time, their guest were not so simple, he had reached the late false Fiendgod stage and was not too far behind Zyhenz in power.

However, even if the head Instructors of the Evil Moon Palace were as strong as him, it would be hard for any one of them to suppress him. Since Zyhenz did not want his guests to appear to be stronger than his academy, he had personally taken responsibility and appeared to welcome the guests as he was the only one overtly stronger than his guests.

On the right hand side, Trohn and the three young teenagers were seated in order.

"Haha, Trohn, what has brought you here today? Please excuse our poor reception as we were not expecting guests." Zyhenz laughed brightly as his dark eyes gleamed as he focused on Trohn.

Trohn smiled, put down the glass of expensive alcohol in his hand, and replied, "I hope you do not mind us showing up here uninvited."

The headmaster of third year students in Death Gate Academy was an elder with a slightly obese body responded, "Nonsense, when the Dean heard that you had arrived, he personally sent me here to welcome you."

Zyhenz suddenly sneered and changed his tone, "Since we are both from the same evil academy alliance, let's not deceive ourselves, those schemes are for the pretentious righteous academies. Now tell me, what is the reason for this visit? Surely, you are not just visiting us?"

"Paying a visit is a must, but since I am here, I would like to handle my student's personal issues."

"Your student's personal issues? What is the issue?" Zyhenz was a bit surprised.

Trohn chuckled slightly, twirling the alcohol in his grasp as he cleared his throat, asked, "I wonder if there's a first year student that goes by the name Tyrion in the Death Gate Academy? This is Yuri , and the other one was also related with him."

Hearing Trohn's introduction, Zyhenz and the other Instructors all looked at Yuri and the beautiful young woman besides her, they could not help but praise them in their hearts.

Not only their beauty, but their strength was extremely high.

Yuri seemed to be not even fourteen, but she had already reached level one Super soldier and by looking at her Dust level which was still not completely pure yet, they could tell she had just reached this stage not too long ago. Regarding that level of talent and potential, Death Gate Academy did not have too many geniuses, not to mention she was a girl.

The other beautiful young woman was even more powerful! She was only a little bit older than Yuri, maybe 15 years but had already reached the peak level Super soldier. In a couple of months, she would definitely become a Demon Fighter. With her outstanding talent, she could definitely be in the top three ranking in Death Gate Academy, or perhaps even the top ranked student.

Zyhenz sighed in his heart. There are so many geniuses in Evil Moon Palace, any one of them would be powerful enough to compete with our top students. No wonder they have retained their spot as the number one of our demonic alliance.

"Young lady, what is your name?" Zyhenz could not help but ask curiously.

The young woman seemed relaxed, "Greetings Head instructor, I am Zendeya, Zendeya White."

"Zendeya, are you a member of the White family?"

"Yes."

Zyhenz laughed, "The Whites sure have a lot of luck! With a daughter like you, their status in the top eight family is even more stable, congrats!"

"What luck." The other Instructors shook their head in envy and agreed.

"Someone, go find Tyrion and bring him here." Zyhenz did not know who Tyrion was at all, but as an head instructor, not many people dare to not obey his words.

With Trohn's permission, the cold-looking teenager who had not said a word stood up and said, "Head Instructor Zyhenz and other Instructors, I, Adam, have a presumptuous request. I hope to compete with Xrexyn before Zendeya finishes with her business."

Zyhenz froze a little, "You mean my personal student, Xrexyn?"

Trohn smiled, "Adam is one of the four core students at our martial institution, competing with Xrexyn would only be a friendly spar. How about it?"

"Naturally. It's just that Xrexyn is currently in secluded meditation, Blood Manipulation Art isn't easy to master and currently, hes having issues with his body, he probably won't be able to handle this." Zyhenz eyes flashed and then he seemed troubled, as he shook his head.

Adam opened his mouth in preparation to say something, but was stopped by Trohn. He sneered. 'Coward' but he didn't dare to say it out loud. They were deep in the enemy's territory and a single bit of conflict could excalate into war.