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Undying Warlord

Dilan, 21-years-old, was anything but ordinary. He sought adrenaline wherever he could. Life didn’t feel worth living on the small blue planet he was born on. However, it was a seemingly ordinary night on new year’s eve that everything changed! A raging storm manifested on the mountainside he had climbed on to feel free, to escape the ordinary world that bored him to death. And death was what awaited him eagerly as he was flung through the air, just to be pricked by an old, seemingly ancient tree trunk. Not even a miracle would be enough to save him anymore. But it was just at this moment that something much bigger than a miracle happened. Every single existence on the blue planet got connected to the Log of the Ancient, something most would label as “Status”. The ordinary and mundane world changed forever, turning into a bloody and merciless battlefield as the Primordial Ascension unsealed the shackles that weighed on the planet for millions of years. Mythical mana was unleashed, animals began to mutate, zombies emerged, and monsters known from fairy tales appeared out of Gates. Follow the journey of a man, who seeks adrenaline, who embraces pain, who overcomes death itself …a man, who will become an Undying existence! ** P.S Romance/R.18(any type of love yk) will start 250 earliest.

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The Undying vs The Eternal Darkness (7)

Dilan was panting heavily and taking lungfuls of air.

For the first time in what felt like ages, he was truly exhausted. Even the True Undying Essence couldn't fix his exhaustion.

It might have invigorated him and given his mind the opportunity to calm down, rest, and reach his Peak condition within a single second, but Dilan could tell that his current condition was different from that.

The entire arena was shrouded crimson due to the crimson moonlight that shone down from the Blood Eclipse Moon.

It empowered Nial's dark energy and every single move of his while doing exactly the same to Kaeldur.

On the other hand, Dilan felt as if a curse was put on him. His mana circulation was much slower than before and it was difficult for him to focus on anything properly.

However, that was not the reason for his exhaustion. It was more the fact that the insides of his body were getting strangled by thousands of metal chains that drained his life force over and over again.