Undying Warlord

When Dilan thrust the CrimsonClaw dagger at the leader of the Mihorl clan, his speed was too fast for anyone to react accordingly.

Despite that, there had been enough Vampires, who had already begun to move when the leader’s wife was in mortal danger.

This included her two sons, who appeared behind Dilan when he thrust the CrimsonClaw dagger at them at a blinding speed.

“Die!!” They screamed at the top of their lungs, slashing their crimson gleaming claws into Dilan’s back.

However, before they knew it, their surroundings got searing hot as blazing flames appeared in front of them.

It looked like a serpent with fiery scales had appeared in front of them to block their attack. But that was not what happened as it was merely the Blazing Serpentine Blade that Dilan controlled precisely.

He knew that it wouldn’t be possible for him to kill the female lead of the Mihorl clan that easily.

Fortunately, it had never been his plan to end her life at first. She was just the bait to force everyone to come closer and enter his range.

Everything was suddenly covered in blazing flames. Dilan had used a large amount of mana to flare up the flames that shrouded the Blazing Serpentine Blade. This made it impossible for anyone to see Dilan as his entire body was engulfed in flames.

A bright smile appeared on Dilan’s face as he used [Gale] once more. He vanished into thin air and re-appeared exactly 10 meters behind his earlier position.

All four noble Vampires had manifested in front of him. Three of them could turn back into fog whenever they wanted to. However, one of them was incapable of moving.

Dilan took note of the Vampires around him. They moved because their instinctive behavior to protect their master ordered them to do so.

The scent of Dilan’s blood caused a big uproar in the mind and body of every single Vampire, who smelled it. They wanted to quench their thirst and suck him dry.

However, they moved in the direction of their master instead of blasting toward him. Their master had silently ordered them to protect her, and sacrifice themselves like a meatshield.

Dilan perceived everything around him, including the fiery glare of the beautiful Vampire behind him. She was the only one who didn’t move a single inch. Her gaze was fixated on him and Dilan could tell that she anticipated a lot from him.

‘Looks like I have a fan. I shouldn’t disappoint her.’

The noble vampires were still staring at the blazing fire that engulfed the spot Dilan had been standing in. Only when a tremendous amount of mana was released from behind them did they turn around.

He held the Blazing Serpentine Blade in one hand, and a brightly glowing and crackling CrimsonClaw dagger in his other hand.

Dilan had just used 35 Units of Mana to activate [Mana Slash]. He had been forced to use the special trait [Bearer of Pain] to provide him with the bits of mana he had been lacking.

Now he didn’t have any mana left. That was not a problem for Dilan, who smiled as he looked at the cracking CrimsonClaw Dagger and mumbled in a nearly inaudible voice,

“What are you guys going to do? Protect or Abandon?”

Dilan was thoroughly enjoying the scene in front of him. He used his occupational ability to force the Vampires to make an important choice.

Of course, only the nobility was able to make a choice. After all, the lowly Vampires were not able to disobey their master’s order.

Thus, the only question was whether his [Mana Slash] was strong enough or not.

[Mana Slash]’s potency was directly related to the strength of the weapon it was used with. The stronger the weapon, the less mana was required to cause severe damage to powerful opponents.

There were also limitations but Dilan had yet to find out about them. He took a few quick breaths before he slashed out with the brightly glowing CrimsonClaw dagger.

It began to crack under the immense mana that had forcefully been inserted into it, but it didn’t break, not until a huge crescent-shaped mass of compressed mana slashed through the air, straight toward the noble Vampires.

Instinctively, the noble Vampires wanted to turn into fog to evade the Mana slash, but the moment they saw Dilan’s smile that was overflowing with anticipation of what they were going to do, they realized one thing.

‘He is forcing us to choose…’

‘If we flee, we will survive…but our mother will die…’

‘But if we stay, we will die…or…we will only be severely injured!’

When Dilan’s Mana Slash blasted toward the four noble Vampires, several dozen plebeian Vampires were caught in the fire as well.

They were cut in half without the slightest chance to do anything against Dilan’s attack. They could barely perceive the blueish mana slash before their lower body was separated from their upper body.

It was a terrifying feeling, which was something they hadn’t sensed before. All Vampires had a high regeneration but this didn’t directly mean that they were not afraid of pain, or that they would feel completely fine with a cut-off leg or arm.

They might heal but the fear of pain was still apparent. Thus, the moment their bodies were cut in half, most Vampires screamed out in pain. Their intestines spilled out of their body, and their upper body slumped to the ground. Some fell to the ground head-first, while others were forced to look into the sky as they felt the worst kind of pain they had ever experienced in their life.

When looking at the sky, they could only see arrows, batches of explosive daggers, and fireballs raining down on the bloodthirsty Ascenders and the Vampires’ Servants, who were still trying to figure out where their attackers were located.

Williams, Kuhn, and Ailee had moved from their earlier position, and they didn’t intend to stop moving. They would stop their attacks for a minute or two, just to confuse their opponents.

Simultaneously, Oliver would wreak havoc where nobody would expect an attacker to appear, while Silas created a massacre. Silas’ combat prowess was something most couldn’t comprehend.

He was much faster than the others due to his Agility-boosting passive ability and his occupation that focused on Strength and Agility.

Nonetheless, it looked like he barely moved faster than the others. It was almost as if he was intentionally slowing down his speed. Only when he wanted to deal a lethal blow would he go all out.

His opponents would die without noticing what had happened. They might believe that it was an ability that caused their doom but it was just Silas playing with the minds of his opponents. He chose his occupation for a reason and used his mind to outwit his opponents because they would assume that he was a brainless person, who only relied on his muscles.

But that was not the case!

However, despite all his efforts, Silas was not able to follow the path Dilan had paved for everyone. It looked like everyone was trying to kill Dilan. Yet, as if he was invincible, Dilan overcame everything.

Upon looking over to Dilan; the man he looked up to, Silas’ expression changed drastically.

“Is that…serious right now?!” He blurted out, halting in his tracks, just like everyone else as a thunderous sound, screams of pain, and body parts were hurled through the surrounding.

“What a madman…”