Undying Warlord

It was not difficult for Dilan to get his hands on what he wanted.

The reddish Orb of Mantras fit perfectly in his palm and by inserting bits of mana inside it, he was able to figure out a few things.

The Orb of Mantras had stored Mantras inside it, and each of them could be used just once.

The Paralyzation Domain Mantra was not accessible anymore. That was a bit sad because Dilan had already thought of a few ways to help the Undying Group become much stronger in the shortest possible time.

He felt that it was a shame but there were more than enough unique Mantras to make use of in the future. They could become a lifesaver if one learned to use them properly.

Mantras could be considered an upgrade of Magic Scrolls and using them required tremendous amounts of mana.

"If I were to say that I'm sorry for killing you, it would be a lie. Just know that your death won't make up for your crimes," Dilan said while stretching out his hand.

A ginormous black broadsword appeared in the hand and Dilan circled it around himself before he slashed out. He didn't show any hesitation or pity on his face as the body of the desperate woman in front of him was cut in half.

Her upper body flung through the air leaving behind a trail of blood that splattered on his clothes.

The people around him froze as they watched the scene that unfolded in front of them. None of them knew why they had believed that Dilan was only capable of making cruel orders or intimidating others, but that was exactly what happened.

The people around Dilan had been certain that he wouldn't have the heart to kill the woman, who had been crying and begging for her life.

However, Dilan didn't even feel any remorse. He knew that he was not a good person or a saint at heart but that was something he could easily accept.

It didn't matter that he was a hypocrite because he had the necessary strength to actually accept being one. Nobody would dare to openly question his behavior or decisions as long as he had the necessary strength to back his decision.

Others might like to use logic, empathy, or other means to make sure that people would understand them and act accordingly.

In the end, everyone had to live with the consequences of their actions, whether they liked it or not. Some people were able to accept that not all actions would end in a great result and that some actions might even cause a devastating domino effect that would destroy much more than one could fathom.

With that in mind, Dilan ended up turning around when the woman's eyes turned lifeless.

"Attack all Ascenders, kill them!" He ordered coldly before he heard a repressed sigh from the Nightmare Demon to his right.

The Nightmare Demon paid heed to his command waved his hand, and thousands of Nightmares began to move once again.

What followed was death and destruction as the Nightmares rushed over to the crowd of humans that had formed all around them.

The last group of Ascenders was in that crowd and they were torn apart without mercy. Dilan watched their deaths calmly while he accessed the Orb of Mantras to investigate the Mantras it had stored within.

They were pretty useful and they caused him to start smiling.

However, that was what caused the ordinary humans to think of Dilan as a monster, a demon who loved the spectacle of injuring humans in the worst possible way.

But even then, Dilan didn't touch the ordinary humans, who were completely ignored by the Nightmares.

Nonetheless, blood spurted all over them and their eyes saw things that no human was supposed to see, not before the Primordial Ascension at least.

Dilan averted his attention from the Orb of Mantras after a while. The Nightmares had finished slaughtering the Ascenders inside the large settlement, leaving not even a single one alive.

They had even collected all the Essence crystals that they amassed in front of him.

"Go wherever you want. You are on your own. Be happy that I'm in a better mood now," Dilan said, understanding that the ordinary humans were now completely on their own.

There was not a single soul with the capabilities to protect them and if they wouldn't start fighting for themselves, it would only be a matter of time before all of them would be turned to corpses.

Dilan knew that this was the result of his massacre but he didn't intend to give these humans the chance to become stronger at a fast pace. They should learn to fight for themselves, and not be always dependent on being protected by someone else. This would be a great and very important lesson they had to learn if they wanted to survive.

The situation in the settlement clearly showed him that it was necessary to either join a 'good' group, live independently or become a powerful enough Ascender and be able to do whatever they wanted.

However, Dilan's kindness to allow the human survivors to stay alive was not appreciated. He was looked at in fear and desperation and it was obvious that the unleveled humans thought that Dilan subjected them to a worse fate than giving them an easy and quick death.

"You don't want to kill them?" The Nightmare Demon asked all of a sudden. Dilan turned around, just to see that the Demon looked down toward him in confusion.

He understood the meaning behind the Nightmare Demon's words and smiled weakly.

"It will already be hard enough for them to survive after what I've done, but I know that it's a mistake to spare their lives. They can try to face me if they survive everything that will be thrown at them, I don't care either way!" Dilan declared. He shrugged his shoulders and smiled lightly, knowing that his strength would increase a lot in the future.

His growth would accelerate exponentially, that was something Dilan was confident with. Thus, even if the unleveled humans were to attempt fighting them, they would inevitably fail. Dilan could promise that!

"Hmm, whatever. My work here is done, right?" The Nightmare Demon asked, impatiently tapping his fingers against his stomach.

"Do you have a date or an urgent meeting to attend? Just why the hell are you so impatient?" Dilan looked deep in the black eyes of the Nightmare Demon, trying to figure out what was going on with the impatient Demon.

"That's not your business. Do you have another task for me, or can I go?" The Nightmare Demon retorted.

Dilan frowned but he shrugged his shoulders.

"Just leave already," He ended up saying while waving his hand to manifest the huge black gate so that the Nightmare Demon could leave for good.

"Finally! Took you long enough!" The Nightmare Demon began to laugh and Dilan's frown deepened, just to be forced to keep listening to the Nightmare Demon's words,

"Don't summon me again, or I will eat your children alive!"

After The Nightmare Demon said this, he rushed through the black Gate while his Nightmares exploded, turning into black miasma that dispersed with the wind.

"What children though?"