Undying Warlord

What he felt about the Dark Elf Slave and the other slaves was something Dilan could hardly describe but it didn't really matter either way.

He would kill Regilav Gaul, and annihilate all his people to take revenge for what they had done to him.

His steps were silent as he walked back out of the dark alley in the settlement of the group that almost had a population of 30,000 and nobody took note of him.

Even when he returned to the brightly lit up main alley where he encountered many somewhat powerful Ascenders, Dilan was never stopped in his tracks even once. There might have been a few people, who looked at him from time to time but most of the attention he received was more for his looks and the confidence his body released subconsciously.

Dilan couldn't be bothered to merge with the crowd and not stand out as someone worth keeping an eye on but that was not necessary, to begin with because he hadn't released a single trace of mana right now.

His control over mana had skyrocketed in the last few weeks, or months if one wanted to put it like this and Dilan was not capable of concealing his mana from everyone, who was weaker than him.

As long as there was no one with more mana than himself or anyone with the special ability to detect the mana inside him, he would look like a young man with too much confidence rather than a powerful Ascender.

Dilan was not in a hurry and he spent some more time assessing the situation in the base of Regilav Gaul. However, he quickly understood that his first assumption of the base had been correct.

"Everyone who is of some use is treated well while the others are either treated shit, or decently if they're connected to those who are useful…that is disgusting," Dilan mumbled, smiling lightly instead of distorting his expression in utter disgust.

The more time he spent in the base, the less guilt he felt about wanting to destroy the base and raze it to the ground, if what he felt was guilt, to begin with.

Dilan halted in his tracks in the middle of a crowded place before he took a deep breath. Some Ascenders bumped into him due to his sudden stop and they were about to open their mouths to say something when they noticed that a tremendous amount of mana surged out of Dilan.

He used 200 Units of Mana to activate the [Demon Summoning] ability of his Blood Eclipse Necklace at once and a huge black Gate formed behind Dilan.

There was no need for Dilan to turn around to see what was going on but he smirked at the Ascenders, who had been ready to beat him into a pulp just for stopping in his tracks.

"Do you have a problem?" He asked coldly when he saw that the Ascenders had frozen in their tracks.

"N-no…Nono, we don't have a problem…have a nice day!" One of the Ascenders was quick to react and replied weakly. He figured that they had thought of messing up with the wrong person which is why he started to behave nicely all of a sudden.

But to their misery that was hardly helpful because Dilan's smirk widened before his hands shot out forward. In an instant, his hands reached the neck of two Ascenders, which he grasped tightly. He winked at them while using more force in his hands to break their neck in the middle of the crowded street.

The sound of two breaking necks reverberated through the surroundings as if a shockwave spread through it and everyone's attention was drawn to him if that had not already happened due to the sudden manifestation of the huge black Gate that began to open with a loud creak.

Dilan had yet to turn around but he was hardly bothered about the Demon he was currently summoning because his interest was more in the reaction of the Ascenders and people around him rather than the monster that would pay heed to his commands whether it wanted to or not.

"Go and kill all Ascenders within these walls. But just human Ascenders, spare the rest," Dilan ordered while throwing aside the corpses of the two Ascenders he had killed beforehand.

Upon turning around, Dilan saw something that attracted his attention. The Demon he had summoned was a Tier-3 Demon, but luckily it was probably around the Mid ranks of Tier-3 not the Peak of Tier 3.

Dilan wouldn't even need to activate any kind of ability to defeat it. That was quite interesting, especially because Dilan was pretty sure that the Demon in front of him was the strongest Demon he had encountered until now.

It might be a fact that his individual strength was not that high but what made Dilan believe that he was facing a very strong Demon was not only his gut feeling but also what he saw when the three-meter-tall Demon created a single wave of his arms.

Darkness began to ooze out of the body of the two Ascenders, whom Dilan had thrown aside, and small figures were beginning to form out of them.

Made out of remnants of their soul and the extent of their vileness, beings called Nightmares had been created by Demon, who had a human-like body with dis-proportional body parts. His arms and legs were extremely long and the same could be said about his face.

It was lengthy as if it was stretched like elastic, highlighting the razor-sharp shark teeth that were clearly visible to the naked eye.

"And here I thought you would be a very skilled close combat fighter. Looks like you are simply a Necromancer," Dilan mumbled and the Demon turned to his direction after a moment or two.

"Are you the one they call Dilan?" The Demon asked coldly, staring daggers at Dilan, who nodded his head calmly.

"Yes, I am, but why are you looking at me like that? Do you want to get beaten up by me and forced to obey me for the next hour?" Dilan asked with a cool head, not avoiding the pitch-black eyes that kept glaring at him for quite a while.

"Not today, I won't fight you today. I'm at a disadvantage here. Let's fight when we meet each other next time!" The Demon declared all of a sudden before he ordered the Nightmares to spread out and attack all Ascenders.

The death of the Ascenders welcomed the birth of new Nightmares that would spread out to kill more Ascenders.

This was one of the simplest tactics which the Demon made use of when killing existences that were weaker than him. There was no need for him to move out all by himself because his Nightmares were more than enough to achieve everything he wanted, at a rapid pace at that!

Dilan was pretty satisfied with what he saw and he nodded his head slowly before he disappeared from his location to appear on the rooftop of the largest building in the city.

The building had been right next to him and Dilan punched the ground to easily tear through the rooftop. With a calm mind, Dilan jumped through the hole he had created in the ceiling of the highest floor to land on the ground with an eerily calm expression that turned into a devilish smile.

"If I'm not mistaken, you are Regilav Gaul, right?"