UNDYING WARLORD

“So you say that there are more than 50 noble Vampire clans in the entire Shikan plains?” Dilan asked, feeling slightly confused as he added, “I thought there were more…”

The Shikan plains were humongous and considering that he had encountered so many Vampires in the last few days, he had been sure that there were 100, or possibly 200 noble Vampire clans.

“I think you are misunderstanding something…” Clerens suddenly interrupted, preventing Victoria from explaining the situation further.

“The Mihorl clan is one of the few families, who didn’t expand their territory. Usually, their sons would have long since built their own side branch. Furthermore, the Mihorl clan was considered rather weak…before the Primordial Ascension, at least,” Clerens explained, only for Victoria to barge into the conversation.

“Let’s just say that there are more than 25,000 Vampires in the entire Shikan plains and that all of them are after you!” She said with an unusually bright smile on her face. Her eyes were gleaming brightly as she stared daggers into Dilan’s body.

Victoria wanted to see how Dilan would fight against a total of 25,000 Vampires, and how he had obliterated them. This was her dream and somehow also her hope.

“25,000? Out of these 25,000 around 500 should be noble Vampires, including the new Vampire Lord and other extremely strong clansmen. This is not something we can handle in a single battle,” Dilan spoke in all honesty. There was no need to hide the truth.

25,000 Vampires were too much for him to handle, especially because there was another problem.

“They’ll have strong Servants and bloodthirsty Ascenders in their rows as well. This will increase their numbers to 100,000 at the bare minimum,” Silas added, only for Victoria to shake her head.

“Increase it to 250,000…” She said, still smiling lightly. However, her expression changed a bit as well when she figured that it would be quite difficult for a single individual to kill so many opponents.

Even Vampires didn’t have enough Stamina to fight against a quarter million opponents…

“At least they won’t come together and attack us at once. But another problem would be the fact that others will be attracted as well. First of all, other monsters will attack the moment the blood of a noble Vampire spreads through the surroundings.

Furthermore, by now everyone had received a notification about the Instance Dungeon and the Sanctum of the Old Vampire Lord. That included humans, monsters, and probably other races of the night such as Werewolves. That is if I’m not mistaken,” Dilan revealed with a forlorn expression.

At that moment, a slap could be heard. Everyone turned in Clerens’ direction, where they could see a small imprint of his hand on the forehead. He smiled weirdly, and couldn’t believe how the situation had escalated that much.

“I’m gonna be honest. Right now, I’m truly happy not to be in possession of the Sanctum Keys. The moment the first Werewolf will be attacked by either Vampires or humans, the entire Shikan plains will become a Warzone,” Clerens just said as he began to shudder.

He had had encounters with werewolves every now and then in the past. They were already strong enough before because their physical strength had been enhanced drastically. But now that the Primordial Ascension had occurred, they were bound to become wild beasts that followed their instincts more than anything.

Their strength would be unrivaled and their bonding as a pack would further turn them into a formidable group of powerful people. Killing or injuring a werewolf in the open would have terrifying consequences. Thus, Clerens was quite happy that he was not the cause of the trouble that awaited the Shikan plains.

“So you believe that Werewolves will try to enter the Instance Dungeon as well? Or maybe they will just try to reap more benefits by killing as many Vampires as possible when they’re focused on collecting the Sanctum Keys,” Dilan was still quite calm.

He was actually unbothered by Clerens’ remark simply because it showed how much of a frightened coward the Vampire was. The entire situation was an opportunity. They had to become stronger to prevent powerful monsters from killing them.

In the end, Clerens had never faced the mighty prowess of an actual Dragon. It was frightening and not the type of existence one should ever consider facing head-on. At least not with their strength.

Thus, becoming stronger was not even an option, it was a necessity.

“Should we return to inform the others about everything?” Williams asked, dragging Dilan out of his thoughts. Williams ignored Clerens as well as he focused solely on Dilan.

Dilan just looked over to Silas, who was still not able to move very well.

“I guess we can leave, but in the Van or some other vehicle. Silas shouldn’t run around yet. He doesn’t heal that fast,” Dilan suggested after giving it some thought.

Silas smiled wryly when he heard what the leader said, and felt disappointed in his own capabilities. Dilan noticed Silas’ reaction and he smiled faintly.

“Buddy, don’t act like a sulky child. You know that I didn’t mean it like that. You need to rest, period.” Dilan ordered in a tone of finality, not allowing Silas to say anything in return.

Dilan was just about to turn in the direction of the office’s door as his ears perked up.

The sound of thunder reverberated through the Blue Star camp as lightning exploded near the base. This attracted Dilan’s attention, not because it was uncommon for a bolt of lightning to explode somewhere but rather because the sky was bright and cloudless.

Dilan looked out of the window, and everyone’s gaze followed him.

“It’s definitely not raining, or am I blind…?” Oliver asked in confusion.

However, just when Oliver voiced out his confusion an ear-piercing screech echoed through the surrounding. It caused shivers to run down the spine of many Ascenders and all the Survivors, just for another thunderous bold of lightning to impact near the base.

“Looks like you guys got a guest,” Dilan commented as his eyes flicked to Clerens. He smiled in a mocking manner before he waved his hand lightly.

“We will take our leave then. Good luck defeating this thing,” Dilan said before he thought about something and added, “…but pay attention. This is not a Gold Tier-1 monster.”

He didn’t say anything and calmly left Clerens’ office. Clerens could only look at Dilan’s retreating figure in confusion. He tilted his head, only to hear the third thunderous bolt of lightning.

It exploded close to the military base, destroying the building with a single impactful hit.

“Wait!! Dilan, wait!! What do you mean by ‘not a Gold Tier-1 monster?!?’…Answer mee!!” Clerens called out to him desperately. He could tell that everyone in Dilan’s group was worried, and he had a bad feeling as well.

There was only one monster outside but its rampage was destructive and dangerous.

Yet, oddly enough, Dilan seemed to know more about this monster than anyone else. It was weird, but not impossible.

Scurrying after him, Clerens rushed towards Dilan who halted in his tracks upon hearing his pleas.

He had only gotten a glimpse of the monster but that was more than enough for him to tell that the Clawed Bears paled in comparison with the purple feathered thunder-controlling eagle that had entered his view.

‘It’s either a Platinum Tier-1 monster…or a Tier-2 monster…’