Undying Warlord

“Was it really the right decision to leave?” One of the noble Vampires of the Shila family asked, looking down at the valley.

His eyes darted in the direction of the battlefield, where the five remaining Vampire Clans collided with the Undying group and the three Werewolf packs.

“You can go back and die with them if you want to,” The Shila family’s patriarch responded in a dry tone, sounding as if he was not really affected that his pride had been hurt.

Dilan’s imposing behavior should have affected the leaders of the three Vampire Clans the most but it looked like all of them were fine.

This was incomprehensible for the noble Vampires, and even the Vampire subordinates, who knew their master more than anyone outside their clan could ever find out.

“No no, I don’t want to return…I was just saying,” The noble Vampire quickly improvised and shook his head. The others smiled dryly at his reaction but nobody said anything.

A unique, sweet scent swept through the surroundings and everyone froze in their place at once.

The heads of more than 1500 Vampires flicked in a particular direction, where a single being shrouded in dense blood mist had appeared.

“It was intelligent to leave,” A charming voice echoed in the ears of all the Vampires, who began to feel a sudden weakness in their legs.

They didn’t know what was going on with their body but they instinctively kneeled down as the patriarchs placed their right fists on their chest, bowing in the direction of the Vampire, who had emerged in front of them.

“Lord Galliard, we bow to you!” the three patriarchs said in union, not daring to look in the frightening eyes of their Vampire Lord.

“You know that I hate formalities. Get up and report to me what exactly is going on down there,” The Vampire Lord said, while his long black hair flitted in the blood mist around him.

He had pale and fair skin, just like any Vampire, the same crimson eyes, and a small yet extremely athletic physique.

Nonetheless, he looked like the most terrifying existence all the present Vampires had ever seen.

The three patriarchs explained the situation without hesitation. They didn’t leave out a single detail and hurriedly recounted the events, shutting their mouths when the Vampire Lord lifted his hand calmly.

“He didn’t kill you because of little Victoria? And he just makes use of the Werewolves and isn’t in an alliance with them?” He asked to ensure that he had heard them right.

However, the sepulchral tone in which he uttered every word, prevented the Vampires from saying a single word at this very moment. They could barely nod their head, which was enough for the Vampire Lord to retract his blood mist.

“In that case, he can kill all of them,” The Vampire Lord said as he looked at the battlefield that was located more than three kilometers away from the Vampire Lord’s location.

“HUH? But…they’re your subjects. All the noble vampires belong to you,” One of the noble Vampires blurted out without thinking beforehand.

Only when he realized once again whom he was speaking to did the blood in his veins freeze. He gulped nervously in fear of getting killed for his words but the Vampire Lord didn’t seem to care about that.

“Do they? They’re just leeches, I don’t need them. Let him be. With the Primordial Ascension, I can just create my own set of noble Vampires. My Ancient Vampire Powers are constantly becoming stronger, don’t think too much, just let me watch in silence!” the Vampire Lord said monotonously, while the corners of his lips curled upward.

It looked like he was enjoying the current situation. This caused many to feel even more afraid.

Some humans and Vampires dared to annihilate the vast majority of Vampires that had been living in the Shikan plains for more than a thousand years, yet the Vampire Lord seemed to find the situation amusing.

“He is really powerful…I wonder how much stronger he would be as a Vampire noble…” The Vampire Lord said with brightly glowing eyes.

The noble Vampires and patriarchs looked at their Lord with wide eyes. The Vampire Lord’s intention was obvious but it was still hard to accept that he would allow someone to kill all his noble Vampires just to find a new, better being to become a Vampire.

Dilan had no idea what was going on outside the valley. He merely used his [Thunder Step] and [Second Acceleration] ability every now and then to exterminate the lives of the noble Vampires around him.

There were a total of 300 Tier-2 Vampires, and close to 28 noble Vampires. Killing them was not difficult for Dilan, and it got even easier when the Alphas, Betas, and Gammas of the three Werewolf packs unleashed their whole strength.

They didn’t like the fact that a Vampire was fighting on their side, let alone the fact that three Vampire Clans had been spared by Dilan, but it was not as if they were strong enough to kill him.

The Alphas thought about killing the Ascenders Dilan controlled but this would only end in their own death. It was not as if it would help them get rid of Dilan if that were to be necessary.

Taking someone hostage didn’t seem helpful as well. The Alphas were pretty sure that Dilan would let the hostage die in order to make sure that he and the rest of his people would survive.

Ultimately, the three Werewolf packs had no chance of getting rid of Dilan. Thus, they simply accepted their fate.

They called themselves lucky and left it at that.

Killing more than 2500 Vampires was no problem. Victoria used her Blood-Ice to erupt two huge walls blocking the advance of more than 1000 Vampires for a short time. This gave the Undying Group and Werewolves a numerical advantage.

But that advantage was not the most important. The fact that Dilan, Victoria, Yvonne, Kathrine and some of the strongest Werewolves got rid of the Vampires’ leaders as quickly as they could be even more important, sealing their fate and loss.

In less than an hour, the corpses of more than 2500 Vampires littered the ground.

There were close to 10,000 corpses all around the valley, which was also why it took so long to collect all the Blood Essences after the battle.

Everyone was exhausted but that didn’t stop them from going beyond their limit to greedily devour everything they could get their hands on.

The sabertooth tiger was the most interesting being in the entire valley. At least that was what Dilan thought as he saw how the sabertooth tiger brought Dilan all the corpses of the Vampires he had killed.

He removed their Blood Essences, and stored them in his storage ring before he allowed the sabertooth tiger to eat the corpses, or do whatever he wanted to.

Funnily enough, the sabertooth tiger created a huge pile of corpses, throwing the powerful Vampires on top of each other before he began to eat them.

The sabertooth tiger wanted to make use of the special blood in the Vampires to strengthen his blood, or possibly to advance and reinforce his bloodline.

That was what Dilan thought, and he simply accepted it. The sabertooth tiger didn’t intend to protect the Undying group but it often did so indirectly by jumping straight into the fray, where the strongest Vampires had been located.

Dilan didn’t see the sabertooth tiger often in the battle against the five Vampire Clans but whenever he saw the monster, it wreaked havoc with all the powerful Vampires in its sight.

This was quite interesting and it reaffirmed his decision to take in the sabertooth tiger, whether it was against the monster’s will or not.

Now the battles had ended, and Dilan was in front of the Sanctum of the Old Vampire Lord.

“Let’s see what the Blood Monarch’s Sanctum will look like!”