Undying Warlord

Only one day had passed before Dilan was fully tended to.

But instead of staying idle, he walked outside the hospital and was standing right in front of Rian’s biggest police station.

It was not even close to being comparable to the Rian mountainside hospital in terms of size, but it was quite decently protected because a tall and high steel fence surrounded the large, five-story building.

One could say that it was the perfect means of protection in the Apocalypse.

However, Dilan was not exactly worried that he would be detected. As such, he was walking around the building rather openly.

He was quickly detected which was what Dilan had planned all along.

“Arms up, or I’ll shoot!!”

A hoarse voice reached his ears that were loud enough to attract some zombies and other monsters.

Dilan simply lifted his arms in surrender and followed the instructions he had been given before announcing in a loud and clear voice,

“Shepherd Xias has sent me to report the condition of the human Survivors he found! Please don’t shoot!”

He had come up with many plans to defeat the head shepherd and his group.

However before he would slaughter everyone, Dilan wanted to take a good look at his opponents, their hideout, and assess their strengths and weaknesses.

Shepherd Xias told Kathrine that there were more than 400 Survivors, excluding the Gang that had around 120 members in total._-.

This was quite interesting because they didn’t seem to have killed the old, the kids, or the sick. Instead, they took care of them, if one could call it that.

At least, they weren’t on the brink of death according to Shepherd Xias’ words.

But instead of blindly believing everything the now dead shepherd had said, Dilan wanted to confirm the facts on his own.

“I don’t believe you. Slowly take off your robe, and turn around so I can see everything!”

Dilan did as instructed. Moving in a slow manner he circled around himself and saw that the monsters in the surrounding would soon reach him.

However, the person who had spoken to him didn’t seem to mind this, at all.

Instead, he was taking his own sweet time with Dilan.

“Keep your arms high up and enter the building through the main entrance!”

Obeying yet again, Dilan raised his arms before he saw that a fierce-looking man entered his sight.

He opened the fences allowing him to enter the premises of the police station.

Afterward, the fierce-looking man pushed him ahead before frisking him in order to search for weapons.

Nobody minded his Clawed Gloves that looked like slightly altered brown leather gloves and did not in any way reveal that they were, in fact, deadly weapons.

Instead, only two self-made daggers were found in his tracksuit.

Deceit and trickery were everything Dilan needed to make the fierce-looking man believe that he merely had the two crude-looking daggers upon him, and not that he was already wearing the most dangerous weapons!

When he stepped inside the police station, the reeking stench of sweat and human waste almost burned his nostrils.

It was far worse than the cafeteria where they could barely ventilate by throwing the windows open.

As such, Dilan wrinkled his nose in disgust while being pushed ahead.

The entrance of the police station looked quite normal. There were a few dried-up bloodstains, and some scattered remains of flesh and brain, but that didn’t concern Dilan.

He was only focused on the humans that were lying all around the floor.

They seemed alive, but somewhat dead at the same time.

Dilan went ahead while avoiding stepping on them.

There were young, old, and sick humans, but the fierce-looking man behind him didn’t seem to mind this.

Instead, he pressed a gun to Dilan’s back and was ready to shoot the moment he would try to act smart.

‘This one is way more vigilant than shepherd Xias and his group!’

Reaching this conclusion was not actually difficult. But it made things a little bit more difficult because Dilan hoped that his appearance looked bad enough to make it seem as if he was a weakling.

What he had forgotten was that even though his clothes, face and hair made him look like a roadside beggar, his sky blue eyes were full of vigor and without the slightest trace of fear.

This made it quite difficult for others to believe that he was an ordinary human, who had yet to encounter a dangerous situation since the advent of the Primordial Ascension.

Because of Dilan’s nonexistent fear of the gun, whose barrel was pressed to his back, the only logical reaction was to be vigilant of him.

Thus, the fierce-looking man was overly cautious and his eyes were glued to Dilan’s back when he led him to the head shepherd, and his people.

Even if Dilan was trying to trick him and the scout on top of the police station’s building, the head shepherd would take care of everything.

From the beginning, both the scout and the fierce-looking man had sensed that it was more likely for something to have happened to shepherd Xias.

It was not necessarily the case but it was out of the ordinary for shepherd Xias to send someone else to report his findings.

And Dilan was someone they had never seen before, which meant that shepherd Xias had to trust a complete stranger with the report.

This was simply too great of a coincidence that Dilan was the first person to be chosen for the task. Yet, even though it seemed impossible, neither the scout nor the fierce-looking man could exclude the tiniest possibility that Dilan was telling the truth.

Shepherd Xias and his people could have been injured, which was why they were resting. Or maybe they were simply protecting the goods in the location they had found the human group two days ago.

The situation was simply too complicated for anyone other than the head shepherd to take care of.

Thus, the fierce-looking man was slowly leading Dilan through all the five floors of the police station.

To Dilan’s advantage, the floor plan was quite open which gave Dilan all the insights he required.

However, in order to assess the situation perfectly, he would have to know more about the resources the head shepherd and his people had.

If they were lacking basic necessities like food, and water, the state of all humans could be easily described as something that couldn’t be changed.

But then again, the plump and healthy appearance of all Gang members was something that negated the possibility of lack of food.

‘The body doesn’t accept Essence as a substitute for nutrition, right?’

Frowning lightly, Dilan ended up on the fifth floor. His mind was flooded with numerous thoughts when he was suddenly pushed into the police chief’s office.

What entered his sight was a jacked-up man in his late 20s, followed by five rather young men and women in their early 30s.

All of them had the same fierce expression on their faces when their gaze flicked from Dilan to the man, who had led him in the office.

The six men and women were leaning over the desk and had been observing the map of Rian and its surrounding landscape.

This was something Dilan wanted to do as well because it might actually be for the best to leave the city behind.

Claiming a whole town for himself and his people could be considered the most rational plan for every single path Dilan could take to improve his community’s life.

And protecting a village was much easier than protecting a single building in the middle of a huge city.

After all, the villages in the surrounding were all spread over a rather even landscape, which made it easy to spot enemies!

Taking their time exploring the map, the six men and women around the table took a while to notice Dilan and the fierce-looking man behind him.

However, when the man in his late 20s saw Dilan, a mysterious glint could be seen in his eyes.

“Who’s he?”

His voice was clear despite him speaking at a low volume. His brown eyes never left Dilan’s eyes. There was something the head shepherd saw within Dilan.

However, neither fear nor excitement could be sensed from the head shepherd, and at most, Dilan could maybe a tiny trace of interest.

“Apparently he has been ordered to report something. Shepherd Xias sent him…”

The fierce-looking man wanted to continue speaking but Dilan didn’t think that it was necessary to keep up with the facade.

As such, he smiled slyly before cutting the fierce-looking man’s words abruptly.

“My report is quite simple…Shepherd Xias is dead, and if the lot of you are anything like that insane idiot, I will kill all of you as well!!”