Undying Warlord

Someone who dared to steal something right under Dilan’s nose had to definitely be tired of living.

As such, it was not surprising that nothing was stolen.

Nobody dared to do anything stupid because the fear of being punished was simply too high.

Dilan knew that everyone had started to fear him, but that was actually not something he could prevent.

There seemed to be different types of personalities Dilan could have.

First, there was his gentle and kind nature where he supported everyone with his best efforts. This was something Dilan did without actually realizing it.

Second, there was his merciless nature and bad temper. He didn’t accept rulebreakers and had a low tolerance to laziness and bullshit. He wanted every single person to earn his or her keep.

It was quite obvious that he would refine the rules over time, but that didn’t mean anyone was allowed to ignore the existing ones.

And last but not least there was the fact that Dilan turned into a bloodthirsty beast in human skin once a battle reached a certain level of intensity.

This level included not only the pressure Dilan was sensing but also the way he was feeling right now._-.

If he wanted to maintain his composure it was possible for him to stay level-headed.

However, once he released everything without holding back even a tiny bit, it was over. He would reach the same state as he did not too long ago before dragging himself back to sanity once again.

It was only advantageous that he didn’t attack his own allies, otherwise, his bloodthirsty beast state would be quite dangerous for everyone around him.

In the end, even Dilan was not sure what to think about the end of the battle against the monsters of the second wave.

One could say that it had been quite ridiculous for him to lose his rationale and control over his body.

Unfortunately, the anger that accompanied the resurfaced memories Dilan had suddenly remembered hadn’t been helpful.

In fact, the resurfaced memories were the cause for his mood to hit rock bottom during the fight, which was why he fought without restraint.

It was messed up, to put it simply.

But on the brighter side, Dilan was pretty sure that something as before wouldn’t happen.

At least, not owing to resurfacing memories, even though there were still quite a few memories, even worse ones which his mind had locked and sealed deep within himself.

Shaking his head as if to clear his head, Dilan picked up a few more Essence crystals before he was interrupted by a few Ascenders that were near him.

“Oh, why did you pick up this Essence crystal? I sense that it belongs to me?” A Survivor suddenly asked, looking at a young woman, who looked at him in confusion.

“But…I can also sense that it should be mine…” Her voice was low and nearly inaudible for the others.

However, it was Dilan, who passed by her just at this moment, and instructed them in a loud voice,

“There will be Essence crystals where multiple Ascenders have contributed to the kill. Don’t absorb them immediately, but discuss the distribution of these Essence crystals with mutual consent!”

In the end, there was no better way to solve this problem.

It was near impossible to determine who had the higher contribution in killing a specific monster while fighting an army of several monsters at the same time.

As such, the easiest way was to talk it out, once the biggest issues were solved.

Nodding their head the moment they saw that Dilan had appeared next to them, both the man and the woman, who were arguing, quieted down in an instant.

Maybe they would have started a verbal fight until one of them gave up on the Essence crystal if Dilan didn’t interfere.

However, as he was right in front of them, nobody was able to say anything.

After all, who would dare to approach, let alone provoke an existence that released a blood desiring presence?

‘I should take a note of this. Never annoy Dilan during or after a battle. His thirst for blood and death will only lead to more dangers!’

Kathrine made a mental note while reminding herself to never fight with someone else in front of Dilan after he had killed hundreds of monsters.

The thought of him intervening without being able to differentiate between friend and foe was too frightening and she even began to imagine him tearing her apart. Goosebumps spread all over her body at this thought.

Shaking her head, Kathrine could only be happy that Dilan was on their side, and that he was kind and supportive to everyone, as long as they didn’t create any unnecessary trouble.

Every human being had good and bad traits, but even then Kathrine had problems assessing Dilan.

Was he really the good guy she imagined him to be, or would he change all of a sudden when his greed for more strength would overwhelm him?

Nobody could tell, which was why Kathrine could only sigh deeply, telling herself to take her sister to practice hunting later!

There was still a lot for everyone to do, but the others could throw away the corpses they didn’t need. This was not something she had to do!

With that in mind, she continued to collect Essence crystals, which was exactly the same as everyone else, including Dilan was doing.

There were far more Essence crystals that belonged to him than Dilan had expected.

Amongst them were numerous low-leveled horned rats and Krendels’ corpses littering the ground along the burned path he had created.

‘Did I really kill all of them?’ He asked himself, unsure about the correct answer.

However, what he sensed from each Essence crystal was certainly not wrong, which was why he simply shrugged his shoulders before continuing to collect and absorb the Essence crystals.

He didn’t want to be flooded by notifications, which resulted in a bizarre situation where he didn’t receive a single notification when he absorbed the monster’s Essence crystals.

‘Well, that is odd!’

For a second, he was confused, but it was certainly to his advantage that the notifications didn’t bother him anymore.

With that in mind, he averted his focus to the huge corpse of the War Krendel, whose Bronze Essence crystal he pulled out of its destroyed skull before absorbing it.

‘Should we try eating rat meat, or the Krendels’ meat? The War Krendels would have enough meat to last our group for…two weeks or maybe a little bit more if we use it for soup or something like that.’

He was confused about the use of the meat of mythical beasts. Wasting it would be…a shame, but figuring out if the meat of Mythical beasts was edible was something he could leave in the hands of Bianne.

It was not his task or forte to think about it because his mind was occupied with something completely different as his head turned towards the direction of the left corridor.

The bluish liquid swirling in the permanent Gate was unmoving as if nothing had happened. This led Dilan to frown lightly.

‘Just how can it be so tranquil right now?!’

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