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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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751 Chs

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"What the hell are we even doing here? Shouldn't we raid the Tribe of the 12 Apostles right now?!?" Ben shouted out loud, complaining to his comrades.

Unfortunately, he didn't receive an answer from his comrades. It was Dilan who answered instead, his voice ringing in the ear of the Berserker, who flinched subconsciously.

"Shut up, and kill the Orc to your right!"

Dilan ran through the Crimsonwood Forest, his Mystic eyes activated. He was at an elevated position, jumping from one tree to another, observing everything with his near-perfect vision.

"What OrcCCC?" Ben asked, just to end up getting startled as a Blood Orc Champion emerged from right above him. The Blood Orc Champion had appeared out of thin air, and he swung his arms holding a heavy battle-axe downward.

There was no hesitation in the monster's movement, and it was almost as if it had expected to appear above the Berserker, Ben.