Priestess Brashta noticed that sothing was wrong the mont the human next to Dilan died.
Dilan’s presence had changed instantly and the mana surrounding him had turned like a cloud of roaring fury.
For a few seconds, nobody knew where Dilan had disappeared to because it had been impossible to follow the path he had run to with their bare eyes.
This created distinct fear within the ordinary Tier-1 Ligrav and Rasnian, who hadn’t even seen the purple flash Dilan’s movents had created before.
Nobody dared to move first, forcing Priestess Brashta, the Eternal Guards, and the hunters to take the first step.
They were not less vigilant than the others but they also knew that mass panic would ensue the mont they would try fleeing from a single opponent.
Priestess Brashta was still in charge of controlling the miniature sun to her best capabilities while standing on top of the Sun temple.
She was more than half a kiloter away from Dilan but even her hair stood on its ends the mont the Priestess saw sothing.
If Dilan’s speed and his presence had been terrifying before the death of the other human, he was on a completely different level right now.
There was no hesitation in his movent and the bloodthirst and killing intent he released nearly manifested around his body.
However, in the end, it was rely Dilan’s blood that kept trickling out of his pores, owing to the overwhelming strength his body was not able to handle for too long.
Dilan could tell that his body would crumble and that it would be impossible for him to return to his earlier form and physique for more than a month the mont [Second Acceleration]’s duration ended.-.
But that was without his Origin ability’s interference.
Whether the duration of his weakened state was shorter with his Origin ability or not didn’t bother Dilan at all. His heart was beating wildly, adrenaline was coursing through his veins and he wanted nothing more than the death of the Sun temple’s believers.
He didn’t want anything else and accepted every punishnt he would face in return.
That would be his retribution and atonent for Mason’s death.
Willing to accept anything, Dilan disappeared from his position and erged right in front of the first Eternal Guard.
He clearly rembered this Eternal Guard because the mana he had released to create wind blades was exactly the sa as the invisible wind blade that had pierced through Mason’s back.
With eyes that were as cold as Antarctica, Dilan stared into the depths of the Rasnian’s eyes before his hand moved rapidly.
The Blazing Serpentine Blade coiled around the Eternal Guard’s neck in a fraction of a second, without giving him even a mont to react.
A mont later, Dilan pulled his hand backward, pulling the Blazing Serpentine Blade in the process, and beheading the Eternal Guard in an instant.
Several hundred fireballs and wind blades shot toward him a mont later but Dilan only needed to dash toward the front to evade the volley of elental attacks easily.
His movents were smooth, without wasted steps and it allowed him to erge in front of the hunters.
They were Mid Tier-1 existences and powerful enough to fight against the stronger monsters all over the Shikan plains.
However, that was certainly not sothing Dilan was bothered about.
He twisted his body in a rapid spin while shooting the Blazing Serpentine Blade outward.
Dozens of hunters were killed in an instant. They were cut in half as his weapon and speed did not give them a way to escape Dilan’s attack.
It was not even possible for their eyes to follow Dilan’s path.
The only thing they perceived was the after image of the electric currents that shrouded Dilan’s feet and the fiery red color of the blazing flas that engulfed the Serpentine Blade he wielded.
Other than that, the next thing they noticed was rely their blurred sight, the fact that their body slumped to the ground and that they were not able to move anymore.
They were dying and only noticed it when it was already too late!
With regret, they rely perceived the blurred images of Dilan’s bloodthirsty appearance disappearing into a blur as he beca their people’s personal Grim Reaper.
He didn’t hesitate the slightest while killing dozens of Ligrav and Rasnian with a single slash of his Serpentine Blade.
Rather, his speed and agility seed to increase the longer he fought.
It was almost as if he had yet to adjust to the drastic increase in strength he had received from all the various abilities that were utilized at the sa ti.
As he continued to move faster and faster, Dilan was barely perceptible even to the three remaining Eternal Guards.
They had been confident to protect the new Branch of the Sun temple because the world called Milarn had yet to enter the second phase.
The planet had been recently awakened and it would take quite a while before Milarn would be able to adjust itself to the changes it underwent.
Nature was currently unable to adapt to the various changes, let alone the infiltration of foreign races and the Gates.
Clearly aware of the past records on how planets usually faced the Primordial Ascension, it had been easy to determine that the Eternal Guards were currently amongst the strongest existences on Milarn.
At least, that was what they had presud. How could anyone expect that the first human being they found was an anomaly amongst anomalies?
Even if one didn’t want to acknowledge it, Dilan’s current speed and his whole combat prowess had long since surpassed the norms of a Tier-1 existence.
He had long since left that realm and turned his surroundings into a bloody battlefield, into his very own zone of the massacre.
Wherever Dilan went, blood, body parts, bones, and organs splattered through the air. He didn’t show rcy to any being that entered his view, whether it was a man, woman, old, young, crippled, or the strongest warrior.
All of this was not important to Dilan because the blood of the foreign races he killed was a sacrifice to honor Mason, to provide his soul a safe trip to the Gates of Nirvim.
Dilan had no idea what all of this ant but his mind was not able to comprehend anything right now, to begin with.
Every fiber of his being was solely filled with the desire to kill, to exact revenge, and the desire to pay for his sins, for the mistake he did, and to prevent a repeat of the tragic and horrifying incident like today.
And for that…not only Priestess Brashta, but her Eternal Guards, the veteran hunters, or the thousand Ligrav and Rasnian had to be killed!
Charging through the masses of enemies like a bloodthirsty maniac, Dilan had killed more than a third within a minute.
However, even that did little to calm him.
Reaping the lives of more than 400 enemies in a minute might be enough for others but not for Dilan.
He didn’t have much ti left before he would enter a weakened state. His body was barely coping with the pain of moving around while having an Agility exceeding 200 Units.
But it didn’t help that he was still able to move. He had to eradicate every single believer of the Sun God’s temple before the effective ti of [Second Acceleration] would wear off.
There was rely half a minute left before [Second Acceleration] would lose its effectiveness, and Dilan could clearly tell that his body wouldn’t be able to reactivate [Second Acceleration] again.
The mont he would attempt to do so, his legs would give in and his muscles would be torn apart.
Severely damaging his body wouldn’t be a problem for Dilan, but he still had to move after the battle was over.
This was even sothing the ssed up mind of Dilan could understand despite malicious thoughts raking his conscience.
Thus, he gathered more than 20 Berserk Mana in his Blade as he activated [Mana Slash] the mont he reached and stood in front of the most crowded area of Ligrav and Rasnian.
“…die for !”
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