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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

Gentle? No way!

The entire mountain range was overflowing with corpses and Dilan didn't have enough storage rings, or storage space to store everything in it.

Thus, he made his way down to the city his father had constructed when the Primordial Ascension had begun.

He avoided the guards at the entrance by using Instant Teleportation to appear in the middle of the City.

Afterward, he went on his way to a shopping alley to buy a bunch of Tier-2 Storage rings.

There were no large-scale storage rings for him to purchase, forcing Dilan to be satisfied with a dozen Tier 2 storage rings. He paid with Tier 2 Essence crystals and left the City without hesitation.

'Looks like nobody has figured that their pillar of support died. They don't seem to be afraid of the fourth awakening, not in the slightest!' Dilan figured the train of thought of most citizens in his father's city but he could only think of them as foolish.