Undying Warlord

His control of the Wind Spirits was the strongest but Dilan had never really focused on that.

He had always been a lot concerned about the overall efficiency of his Rings of Infinite Elements Constitution and the Mantle of Elements ability rather than the efficiency of only one Elemental Spirit.

That’s why he didn’t question why the Wind Spirit was powerful enough to easily burst the head of the Earth Dragon open when he attacked using it.

Afterward, Dilan left everyone behind because they would die whether he intervened or not. It didn’t really matter.

Dilan swam around the Shiron crater and checked each and every corpse to make sure that he could collect all Essence crystals.

He absorbed the Essence crystals and his stats increased drastically. Being a Level 27 Tier-2 Ascender was his biggest advantage.

He would receive lots of Status points and his strength would reach a new height even if his stats were higher than his opponents. Within the next hour or so, Dilan focused on collecting lots of Essence Crystals and his level and stats increased quite a bit.

After the vast majority of Essence crystals had been absorbed, Dilan wanted to head toward the Golden Dragon Eye once again.

However, what confused him once he arrived there was the fact that the power radiating from the Golden Dragon Eye had decreased drastically.

The power had decreased to the extent that Dilan didn’t feel intimidated, let alone pressured by it in any way.

The Divinity seemed to have been turned off and its energy had been deprived. Thus, Dilan could touch it with no problems even though he had been skeptical about doing the same before.

His hand was still itching because of the water’s effects yet he still reached out for the Golden Dragon Eye for the first time.

‘I would love to take it with me, but that seems quite difficult,’ Dilan thought, feeling a little bit sad but he quickly got the hang of himself and chose to leave the Shiron crater.

There was nothing else for him to do inside the Dragon Temple that hadn’t even been completely formed yet. It was constructed less than 50% and Dilan had basically destroyed everything with his effort to combine his Magic Scrolls and Mantras.

The effect of the Mantra had worn off and the potent power of the Magic Scrolls poison was still in effect.

In fact, the poison was getting stronger with time and the damage that had been inflicted on the surrounding area was tremendous.

This was something Dilan noticed only when he returned to the surface.

His clothes were drenched and he had to swim a bit to get back to the land.

Only then did he realize what was going on.

“Looks like I fucked up the ecosystem more than anyone else…oops,” He smiled weirdly but ended up shrugging his shoulders.

Turning in the direction of the Sanctum, Dilan waited for a moment and pondered about his next move.

‘Do I really have to get them?’ He wondered but went ahead anyway.

‘Even if I don’t like having Slaves, letting them die while being their master is not exactly nice…’ Dilan figured and he activated [Thunder Step], [Second Acceleration], [Master of Gravity], and [Mantle of Elements] to summon only Wind Spirits.

When he made use of the Wind Spirits’ power, powerful wind currents shrouded his whole body and he dashed toward the place that had once been the settlement of Regilav Gaul.

His speed was extremely fast and he was astonished to notice that the gusts of wind became stronger the more time passed.

‘Is my control of the Wind Spirits improving? That shouldn’t be possible though…’ Dolan wondered, just to make a big realization.

“Green Magic? Is that it?” He blurted out at a point. Dilan slowly realized that the special trait of Green Magic was connected to the comprehension of the wind. This made things a lot easier, especially when he had a constitution, a special trait, and an ability that had to do with the wind affinity to some extent.

‘I should really start learning more about Green Magic. That way I can probably become a proper powerhouse even without the extraordinary help everyone receives from the system,’ Dilan thought when he arrived inside the settlement. He was pretty sure that the system of the Primordial Ascension would assist him but he didn’t want to rely too much on it.

It might allow him to become a lot stronger than what he could have achieved without the system’s existence but it was certainly better to make sure that one was innately powerful and not only due to the system!

With that in mind, he entered the settlement.

When it came to the settlement, Dilan was not interested in anything else but the Slaves, who were still at the same place as before.

They looked at him with expressions that confused Dilan a lot, as if their gazes held a trace of blame and a feeling of being wrong, thinking that he had abandoned them.

“Why are you guys looking at me like that? I just…forgot about you guys for a short time…” Dilan offered a lame explanation and the eyes that looked at him changed once again.

They looked at him like abandoned puppies, which was something that caused Dilan to frown deeply.

“Why are you guys not happy that I finally came back to you all?” He thus asked straightforwardly. It was not important for him to care about their opinion of him.

“The Slave Mark makes us feel certain ways,” the Dark Elf woman from earlier answered his question and Dilan nodded his head in response.

“So if I order you guys to behave normally as if the Slave Mark doesn’t exist, that would work as well?” He continued questioning with a glint of interest but most Slaves just shook their heads in denial.

“Unfortunately, that’s not how it works. In the end, the basic orders of the Slave Mark will make sure that we stay loyal to our master and nobody else. The moment we think about disobeying our master, we will face severe consequences. That being said, the moment you abandon us, the Slave Mark will deem us useless and take our lives,” The same Dark Elf from before explained while looking at him pitifully.

‘The Slave Mark is just a big mess, isn’t it?’ Dilan thought in frustration, wondering how to get out of the mess.

He didn’t really feel like having a personal Slave army but now he was basically forced to take them with him if he didn’t want to be the reason of their deaths.

‘They’re quite powerful, so they can become guards in the Sanctum or something like that?’ He scratched his chin and decided what to finally do with the huge number of Slaves staring at him hopefully.

“You guys come with me then. Tell me about your abilities, if you have some vacancies left and what your ‘occupation’ was. I need to know what you guys were good and bad at. If you guys are not yet well versed with the human language, just try your best for now,” Dilan offered a solution, hoping to make the best out of it.

Everyone looked at him and they understood every word he said. Most of them were not able to understand the human language but that was not necessary to begin with.

The bond between a master and a Slave served as a great communication medium to ensure sure that they could understand one another.

Furthermore, the Dark Elf woman could understand and speak the human tongue, which made things a lot easier.