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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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Several streams of highly dense mana swirled around Dilan, who kept levitating in the air.

He was solely relying on his comprehension of Green Magic to levitate. That was one of the many achievements he made in the last few days.

His control of Green Magic had improved by leaps and bounds, and it was only a matter of time before he would be able to do unimaginable things without the use of the system.

Dilan opened his eyes while circulating a tremendous amount of mana through his body. He pulled every bit of mana out of the surroundings toward himself. This was not only to replenish his mana but also to make sure that his father wouldn't not receive even an ounce of mana.

With the constant use of his Headring's perfect appraisal, Dilan could easily tell that Arnes Cier's condition was slowly improving. Many monsters were trying to eat his father but his skin and the natural protection of the light and darkness mark were naturally too strong.