Undying Warlord - Chapter 524 The Grind

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Name: [Dilan Cier]

Rank [Tier-3 (Level 51)]

Race [Human(85%] [Blood Vyrm(15%)]

Occupation [[Ascendra Sacred Knight(Divine)]

Title [Beyond the Stars <Silver(Growth)>]

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Strength= [513+102.6]+25% +250

Health= [945+189]+5% +135

Stamina=[478+95.6]+35%+25

Agility=[750+150]+25% +250

Mana=[800+160]+5% +400

Status Points to allocate→0.0

Finances: 0 Ability Merits

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“That’s still far from enough…”

Dilan took a glance at his Log of the Ancient and he ended up lamenting his low stats.

Any other Ascender, whether human or of any being of a foreign race would be exhilarated with his stats at the third Tier, especially since it was near-impossible to achieve this feat.

Unfortunately, it was still far from enough. A month had passed since the day he had last chatted with Ariel Silvertale and he had yet to reach Level 100.

His Leveling speed was ridiculously low in his opinion, and he was not even sure if he could reach Tier-4 before the Fourth Awakening occurred.

Ignoring the little tiff with Ariel Silvertale, he continued to message her. It was not as if he didn’t feel weird chatting with her after not getting an answer to the question of whether she had suggested him to abandon the system because of her genuine care, or because she had been envious, but Dilan knew that he had to put his personal feelings aside.

It was much more important to make sure that his sisters would be fine in any kind of situation, no matter what would happen in the future.

Thus, his future chats with Ariel Silvertale made it seem as if they had entered an Alliance. They had a win-win result in mind and they strived toward that goal.

Ariel Silvertale, a Lesser God, wanted to build a small kingdom on Milarn where she would use the support system of the Primordial Ascension to create her True Divinity and ascend to True Godhood. A Lesser God was a Tier-6 existence and they were already in possession of Pseudo-Divinities, while a True God possessed a True Divinity.

The difference may seem small at first glance, but it was a humongous difference in strength. After all, it was more than just a little bit harder to become a True God rather than a Lesser God, which was something everyone could attain one way or another.

Ariel Silvertale needed help becoming a True God, which she didn’t achieve even after over fifty thousand years had passed since she had become a Lesser God. She knew that the Primordial Ascension’s system was her only chance at becoming a True God because her innate talent was not high enough to break through the shackles that bound her…she was not Dilan, after all!

As for Dilan, he required help against the possible torment powers of the Lesser Gods and numerous races that were bound to emerge on Milarn. Wars would wage over the entire planet and it would already be a wonder if Milarn would survive the chaos and destruction that were about to unfold on it.

They needed each other’s help and both provided information to one another to make sure that both sides would be able to fulfill their dreams and missions.

That was also one of the reasons why Dilan ended up in Arikan once again. The continent had too many powerful Chaos Monsters for Dilan to ignore them.

He used Taunt hundreds of times to pull millions of monsters inside a valley before he summoned the Ice Demon. Rory was by his side this time and the opportunity was perfect to see and feel her Dragon breathe once again.

The millions of monsters that stared upwards at him were roaring in anger, releasing countless elemental spells and other abilities, but none of them was able to hit him.

Even if their attacks would impact him, it was not as if that would have any use. Dilan would just regenerate the moment someone injured him. That was how strong his Undying Origin ability had become by now.

Bits of Rory’s Draconic Power entered his body, enhancing every single function of his cells, and in turn, Dilan’s Origin ability’s power swept over to Rory as well.

Their Soul Imprint connection was not something that could be taken lightly, both benefited from each other…yet, at the same time, they influenced one another more than they wanted to acknowledge.

Thus, when Dilan unleashed all of his powers with an aim to massacre everything and everyone and create a bloody feast on his own, Rory’s whole body would be shrouded in her blazing flames as well. She would roar at the top of her lungs and reveal her desire to reduce everything and everyone to cinders.

And that was exactly what both Rory and Dilan did. They turned the surrounding area into a graveyard that was filled with blood, corpses, and ash.

Meanwhile, the Ice Demon turned everything in her surroundings into ice sculptures. Nobody was able to escape her attacks, not even the strongest Tier-3 monsters.

Only Chaos Monsters at the fourth Tier were strong enough to somehow survive the Ice Demon’s attacks. But that didn’t mean that they had managed to escape her attacks. The Ice Demon’s attacks were still strong enough to slow the strongest monsters down, which was more than enough for Dilan and Rory to initiate the necessary attacks to finish them off.

Blazing flames and freezing cold collided with the pure power Dilan’s body harbored. He obliterated the strongest opponents in the blink of an eye while Rory and the Ice Demon took care of the rest.

And that was how the team of three defeated millions of monsters within a single hour; laying waste to the battlefield by using brute force and a shit load of mana!

“Let’s repeat that for another month, the world will be cleared of the Hordes of Chaos and Destruction, and I might actually be able to get my hands on the Tier-4 advancement mission!”