Undying Warlord

Nobody could believe their eyes when they saw Dilan walk through the room as if nothing had happened.

He entered the kitchen, only to come out with a plate full of food a minute later.

Dilan finished the food in no time, just to take another helping.

Under normal circumstances, the others would argue that Dilan shouldn’t eat that much, but nobody dared to approach him right now.

Everyone felt as if their legs were paralyzed. They could only move their heads to stare at each other and then at Dilan, whose expression got better the more food he ate.

It was as if he had never stabbed himself.

Yet, the deep wound in the area of his abdomen was a clear sign that he was still severely injured. It was just the bleeding that had stopped.

It was difficult for them to comprehend just how much pain Dilan was enduring right now.

As such, they didn’t even try to understand his pain.

Most survivors simply told themselves not to mess with Dilan, and that it had been a good choice to stay by his side.

He was endangering himself with the injuries he had inflicted to his very own body willingly, just to become stronger._-.

And the stronger Dilan was, the better protected the cafeteria was.

Thus, everybody was of the opinion that Dilan should eat his fill to recuperate as quickly as possible.

The person everyone was speaking about was oblivious to the fact that he was the focus of attention.

Dilan was busy trying to sense the mana in his surroundings.

It was not exactly easy because the mana within the cafeteria was quite low.

This was different on the second floor.

With that in mind, he couldn’t help but think about the Gate.

“I will go to the permanent Gate on the second floor. The mana there is the densest. If someone wants to learn how to sense mana, follow me.”

Saying so, Dilan finished eating his food before he went over to his mattress.

Enduring the bolt of pain that shot up from his abdomen when he picked up the Captain’s sword, Dilan left the cafeteria to make his way towards the permanent Gate.

While the Primordial Ascension was likely to have awoken the mana of Milarn, Gates were actively nourishing the surrounding with more mana.

This was something Dilan had noticed not too long ago. When he appeared in front of the Gate a few minutes after he left the cafeteria, not a single monster could be seen.

He had expected this, which was why he went closer to the Gate to feel the densest streams of mana around him.

His body was passively absorbing the mana that was released by the Gate. Actively trying to perceive, control and annex the dense mana was quite difficult.

However, after he relaxed and tried a few times, this worked pretty well.

After spending the next eight hours in front of the Gate, Dilan could clearly feel how his control over mana had increased.

The proficiency with which he could handle mana was pretty great in his opinion.

It was quite easy to circulate it through his body now, and releasing it around specific areas such as creating a faint shimmering glint around his Clawed Gloves was also possible.

As he was surrounded by the dense mana, it was possible for him to replenish one Unit of mana in less than 20 minutes.

But if he was to try the same outside the dense mana of the Gate, he would probably require 23 minutes.

Compared to before, he had saved two minutes in the process of replenishing one unit of mana, which was quite decent.

Using his Origin ability every single time his body was filled with one unit of mana, Dilan quickly realized that his wound had already healed decently.

It was already close to dinnertime, which led Dilan to think of something.

His current healing capacities were simply too powerful.

With that in mind, he spent one more hour near the Gate before he returned to the cafeteria.

The only downside of his Origin ability was that it required tremendous amounts of nutrition to attain the highest potential.

That was why Dilan returned to the cafeteria before he took the war dagger out once again.

Seeing what Dilan was doing, everyone’s eyes widened once again.

“He won’t do that, right?” Yvonne asked Kathrine, tugging at her clothes to make sure that she was not dreaming right now.

However, Kathrine could only bite her lower lip, and was unable to say anything because she was certain that Dilan was absolutely serious right now!

Yvonne and many other women looked at Dilan with uncertain expressions as he simply raised the dagger and stabbed himself once again.

It was a different location where he stabbed himself, and Dilan groaned in pain when the dagger was deep enough within his abdomen.

“Did he…really just do it again?!?!” One of the older women asked, not believing what she was seeing right now.

The older woman had been outside with Oliver and his team to procure their first ability crystal when Dilan injured himself for the first time.

As such, it was hard for her and the others to truly believe what kind of rumors they had heard about their group’s leader!

She and some others had gone out in small groups so that Oliver and his small team could ensure everyone’s safety.

It was scary, but nobody was forced to kill more than one zombie, which the team of Ascenders had even crippled for them before.

As such, it was no problem to finish their small task of killing a single monster, even if it took some willpower to overcome their fear of killing a being, let alone a zombie that growled out in fury.

After they were done, their group simply returned to the cafeteria, while everyone was holding their ability crystal in their hands with a bright smile.

They were proud of their achievement of having killed a zombie.

Their willpower made them feel as if everything would get better as if they could overcome all hurdles even if they were on their own.

Yet, when they heard that Dilan was injured, along with the horrifying fact that he injured himself, their confidence to survive in the Apocalypse alone crumbled into a thousand pieces.

The more rumors everyone heard, the less they believed what was going on. Meanwhile, Ailee, Oliver, and the rest could only rush to him to ask what was going on.

However, Dilan was just standing right in front of the Gate with his eyes closed, while several other Survivors stood around him.

And they received the most ridiculously unbelievable answer when they asked him what happened to the wound they could clearly see. Dilan just smiled wryly and answered,

“I’m perfectly fine, don’t worry. I did that to myself!”

This answer was unexpected, and certainly not something one would say while smiling casually.

However, understanding that this was Dilan they were talking about, Ailee and Oliver simply accepted his answer without questioning anything.

But even then, nobody had expected Dilan to injure himself right in front of everyone while some were still having dinner.

It was truly weird to see the half-naked Dilan walking in the cafeteria, just to see him stabbing himself once again.

“Maybe…he is a Masochist? One of the truly crazy ones!!”

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