Undying Warlord

“And they attacked your people by poisoning them? Or did you guys attack first?” Dilan asked doubtfully as he looked at the Alpha.

Dilan was pretty sure that the Werewolves were not a peace-loving race. They were very emotional, which was also why Dilan was certain that the Werewolves were partially responsible for the attack of the new race if the Alpha’s words were to be believed.

‘A new temple might not be a bad sign…but it’s not really a good sign either…’ Dilan mulled, thinking about the Rasnian and Ligrav race.

“We didn’t do anything this time! We just wanted to talk to them but they spoke in weird, incomprehensible language. They attacked us when we tried to initiate a conversation. Maybe they thought that we were their enemies… in the end…my people died…” The Silverlight pack’s Alpha looked devastated as he shared the fact.

However, Dilan was not willing to console him. He nodded his head, and spoke a few more words before he entered the Sanctum.

He sensed the power of the sabertooth tiger, which meant that Sven must have returned.

Dilan rushed through the Sanctum and he advanced past Victoria, who was currently ordering around her new subordinates. She had accepted the Hybrids in their group rows, and shared her blood with them to turn them into her loyal subjects.

There was no time for him to speak with Victoria, which she seemed to note as he rushed past her.

Dilan saw that most Ascenders chose to stay in the Sanctum and he believed that this was a very good idea.

The Sanctum was much secure after all.

When he reached Sven, he didn’t even greet their strategist as he hurriedly informed him about the appearance of a new temple.

“A temple? Let’s go take a look at it. This is an opportunity to get to know a new race, and to learn more about the system!” Sven said but Dilan could only shake his head.

“I would be more vigilant if I were you. I really don’t feel like getting too close to some races that are completely different from humans. The Rasnian and Ligrav were already enough trouble for me. Furthermore, I have to leave for 72 hours to complete my mission so that I can advance to Tier-2,” Dilan explained while Yvonne rushed toward them as well.

She seemed a bit exhausted and glared at Dilan for quite a while.

“Do you even know how dangerous it is for me to advance to Tier-2 with a Legendary occupation?! How the hell am I supposed to advance to Tier-2 in the next five days?” Yvonne complained, just to point back at two Werewolves, who had followed her quietly.

“It looks like the Werewolves found the Temple of Scorpio, another Zodiac sign appeared. The race in the temple is some sort of bipedal poisonous race that attacked the Werewolves. Dilan, take care of the dangers lurking in the temple, while I destroy their Divinity Fragment!” Yvonne ordered, looking deep into Dilan’s eyes.

However, Dilan was the least frazzled by this.

“Poison immunity is my forte, but I would rather try to converse with the Scorpion men/women rather than attack them mindlessly. It may hold more advantages. However, in order to make sure that I’m stronger, I will have to advance to Tier-2 by myself.

Give me 72 hours, and I will be back and prepared to go to the temple. Meanwhile, you should finish your own advancement as well!” He said before he ruffled Yvonne’s hair.

The last time he had faced a temple’s guardians, or subjects, Dilan had been too weak. This was not something he wanted to repeat. Thus, he rejected Yvonne’s proposal.

She seemed to be frustrated about this but Dilan didn’t really mind that. Instead, he felt that Yvonne looked cute when she was angry. It was quite an enjoyable sight if he were to be honest with himself.

“Sven, did Old Jeff give you something for me?” Dilan asked, turning away from Yvonne.

Sven had been smiling at the situation in front of them. It was quite calming to see Dilan joke with others every now and then. Somehow, this allowed him and many other people to stay calm because it meant that their situation was not bad.

But when Dilan was dead-serious, something was either troublesome, or they were going to face something extremely dangerous.

Right now, Dilan was quite calm and relaxed, which was why Sven didn’t think too much about the Temple of Scorpio that seemed to have appeared in the surrounding area of the Old Vampire Lord’s Sanctum.

The temple might be bothersome but as long as everyone keeps their distance from it, nothing should go wrong.

“I brought you what you wanted. Old Jeff was almost done when I arrived in Shiron. He embedded the Pyromancy Orb in it and told me that you shouldn’t make so many troublesome requests in the future because your customized weapons take the longest to create,” Sven smiled wryly when he forwarded Old Jeff’s message.

Dilan just smiled in return as he extended his hand. Sven placed a silver-colored longsword on his open palm. The silver color was the only thing that was different from the Serpentine Blades he had used before.

While wielding the new Silver Blazing Serpentine Blade, Dilan quickly noted that it was much stronger than the old blade. This was only obvious but it was enough for Dilan to be happy.

“Silver Tier-2 monsters, or maybe even Gold Tier-2 monsters should be unable to avoid sustaining injuries through this blade…okay okay… that’s good,” He mumbled as he brandished the blade that extended to over 30 meters.

Setting the blade ablaze increased the sharpness and lethality of the Silver Serpentine Blade, which was something that made Dilan even happier than before.

The current situation may be a bit annoying because it put lots of pressure on Dilan but he felt that the others would be fine if he were to leave for the next 72 hours.

Thus, he didn’t even think about solving Yvonne’s problem with the Temple of Scorpio.

He only gave her a once over before he smiled lightly.

“You cannot ask others to fix your problems. You’re the strongest right after me. Even Victoria thinks that, so act that way. Do whatever you want but don’t die in the next 72 hours, okay?” He asked, without waiting for an answer.

Dilan then turned his attention to the task at hand and he accepted the advancement mission of his choice.

[Abyss-difficulty Advancement Mission <Survival> has been chosen. The host has three seconds to change his decision, otherwise, the mission will be deemed as accepted and initiated soon!]

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[<Survival> has been accepted. Portal to the isolated dimension will be created. The countdown will start the moment the host enters the portal!]

Dilan looked at the notifications and nodded his head in understanding. Simultaneously, a portal that looked just like a normal Gate manifested in front of him.

Yvonne and Sven moved instinctively. They jumped back and unsheathed their weapons, while Dilan took a step forward.

“I will be back in 72 hours. Don’t stir too much trouble while I am away!” He said before stepping through the portal that disappeared just moments later, leaving a baffled Yvonne and Sven alone.

“I had a few things to talk to him about…” Sven mumbled with a grimace, while Yvonne could only sigh deeply.

“And I cannot make any trouble now that he is not here to clean up my mess…”