Undying Warlord

While walking into the encampment of the Werewolves, Dilan was quite impressed with them.

“Their numbers might be quite small but all of them are on par with Gold Tier-1 monsters, or even stronger, not bad…not bad at all!” He mumbled quietly.

By now the Ascenders of the Undying group were at the peak of Tier-1 as well. Most of them had long since surpassed Level 20, and their stats had reached an average between 40 and 50.

With the use of their upgraded abilities, this was more than enough to kill Gold Tier-1 monsters on their own. After the fight against the four Vampire Clans had concluded, the Ascenders’ mindset seemed to have changed.

They began to enter more dangerous Gates to become more powerful in a short time. They knew that they needed higher stats and better control of their abilities to be able to fight other humans, races, and stronger monsters.

Dilan’s overwhelming strength and his powerful abilities were a clear indicator to how powerful one could be by now, if one relentlessly pursued that goal and worked hard enough.

Everyone knew that Dilan was like an insurmountable target but it was interesting to see him as a role model to surpass, nonetheless.

Bridging the gap of their strength was something that was worthwhile, and all the Ascenders were eager to achieve this, whether it was for themselves, or to make Dilan proud.

Not many members of the Undying Group had realized it until now, but everyone looked up at Dilan with a certain degree of reverence. They wanted to be like him, and they wanted him to acknowledge their existence and strength!

Even Dilan was oblivious to it, and he would call it stupid if he were to know about it. After all, nothing would change if he were to acknowledge someone’s strength. That was what he believed, at least.

He was also unaware of his impact on the Undying Group, and how much his presence and opinion influenced every single Ascender.

Dilan was just thinking about ways to make use of the Werewolves’ strength as another batch of three Werewolves blocked his path.

“Humans are not allowed in our camp!” The strongest of the three Werewolves said, flexing his muscles as he looked deep into Dilan’s sky blue eyes.

“You can try to stop me then,” Dilan replied before he continued to walk inside. His shoulders rammed into the strongest of the three Werewolves, but it was as if Dilan didn’t even notice anything as he continued to walk past him as if he didn’t exist.

While Dilan didn’t budge the slightest, the strong Werewolf was pushed aside, his feet scraping against the pebbles to steady himself. His shoulder ached and he looked at Dilan with a deep frown.

‘Is he made out of iron, or what?’ He wondered, just for the two Werewolves next to him to hint that they wanted to go after Dilan to stop him from passing through their pack’s camp.

“Don’t…he might actually kill us if we stop him again…” The Werewolf cautioned, just to see that his brethren looked at him in confusion.

“He is not someone we can handle, just let it be!” He added, not able to hide that his pride had been injured.

Meanwhile, Dilan was strolling through the camp, totally unbothered by the numerous Werewolves who were staring at him with ill intentions.

None of them dared to make a move because they could sense that their strength was not even high enough to block him for a single second.

They would just be wasting their time and possibly enrage Dilan. A dangerous human of Dilan’s caliber was definitely not something one should underestimate.

Thus, they quietly followed Dilan to see what was about to happen.

When Dilan reached the area where the encampments of the three Werewolf packs held their meetings, he could immediately see that the three Alphas were fighting against each other.

They were fighting tooth and nail to ensure that they would be the Supreme Leader for the next few days so that they could control all three packs to march on the Old Vampire Lord’s Sanctum and conquer it.

The three Alphas only stopped fighting when they smelled the presence of an uninvited guest. Turning their head in Dilan’s direction, they smelled the blood of numerous monsters and the scent of a Noble Vampire on the human.

This was enough to temporarily stop the fight between the three Alphas.

“Human, I have no idea who you are, but you’re disrupting our Sacred Battle!” The biggest of the three Alphas growled dangerously.

Dilan merely smiled in return before he answered with a shrug.

“Then why am I not invited to participate in that battle as well? The Undying group will also fight the Vampires near and around the Old Vampire Lord’s Sanctum. Shouldn’t it be normal for me to join the Sacred Battle to determine the Supreme leader?” He asked, without batting an eyelid as he kept staring straight at the biggest Alpha.

“Kiddo, don’t overestimate yourself! You humans should be glad that we took pity on you and allowed you all to join our war of vengeance!” The other Alpha roared, stepping forward.

On the other hand, the Alpha of the Silverlight pack could only frown deeply. He could gauge what was about to happen as he saw the glistening eyes of the human, and he didn’t like it at all.

‘I should have told these idiots that the leader of the human group is strong…’ He cursed himself before discarding this thought. It was not as if his warning would have helped, to begin with.

The Alpha of the Silverlight pack had barely been able to find these two packs of selfish and arrogant Alphas in the last few days to make up for the numbers.

There were less than 1000 Werewolves in the three packs, which was quite a disadvantage considering the high possibility to fight several thousand Vampires.

The only advantage they had was their high strength and the fact that each of their attacks would permanently injure Vampires.

It was possible for the Vampires to counter this but they would be rendered incapable of fighting for a few seconds, at least. Thus, they had a small advantage over Vampires, even if their numbers were bound to be higher.

Nonetheless, Dilan was still stronger. To the Alpha of the Silverlight pack, Dilan was, by far, the strongest existence they had encountered until now!

It was only obvious that such a powerful existence, whether human, Werewolf, Witch, or Vampire would be a proud being.

And that was clearly revealed as Dilan began to smirk.

“If you two continue to act like this, I might as well kill you and become the Alpha of your packs!” He declared, staring coldly at the two Alphas.

All the Werewolves, who were watching the battle, and those, who had followed Dilan to witness what the human was going to do, gasped in shock before they started to growl, and grind their teeth.

The human had dared to threaten their grand leaders, their role models, and the only being they would die for readily.

The Werewolves’ loyalty was unbreakable, and Dilan smiled when he realized this.

‘They’re really good,’ He thought as he witnessed how the two Alphas responded to his verbal attacks.

Their body enlarged, their strength increased and they were incapable of controlling the rage that had accumulated within their body.

“I guess, I can join the fight now.”