Undying Warlord Chapter 423 Razed To The Ground

"What the hell is going on here?" Dilan blurted out when he saw the two notifications in front of his eyes.

He felt that sothing bad was going to happen but that was only obvious if one were to consider that he was not able to move right now and that a teorite shower had just been announced.

His body was swept through with a tingling sensation that prevented him from moving and Dilan had to activate [Undying] to decrease the intensity of whatever was happening to him.

Slowly but steadily he started to move again even if it were just a few fingers. After increasing the output of [Undying] by inserting much more mana into it than before, Dilan could move his head and hands not long after.

Afterward, he used [Burst Regeneration], the sub-ability of [Undying] to further deteriorate the effect the paralyzation had on his body. This gave him enough leeway to start moving once again.

But what he couldn't do was activate the abilities that were linked to any of the equipnt he was wearing. It was as if it had been paralyzed as well, preventing Dilan from inserting mana into them, to begin with.

Dilan could move but his steps were rather slow. He couldn't even run as fast as the average human before the Primordial Ascension, let alone two hundred tis faster or even more.

'If it's a Tier-4 teorite shower, even I won't be able to survive!' Dilan thought when he looked outside the window to see that everything had turned blazing red. The glass windows started to lt and the building began to tremble.

However, not a single scream could be heard from within the building. Nobody could move, except Dilan, whose abilities were powerful enough to allow him to be an exception and go against the norm.

His Health was already extrely high and after using [Undying] and [Burst Regeneration], it was as if his regenerative abilities were on par with a powerful Tier-4 monster. This was even more so the case if one were to consider that he had accepted the bloodline of the Blood Vyrm, aning that his natural healing was even higher than that of noble Vampires!

But despite all these factors, Dilan was barely able to move a few ters before the first small teorite burst through the roof of the forr toy factory.

It looked like blazing shooting stars were pouring down on their base as one teorite shrouded in fiery flas shot through the roof straight into the ground where they created a small crater.

Rubble and debris were flung around and all the humans around were hit whether it was by the teorite, the fiery flas they released, or the rubble.

As they were unable to move, it was impossible to even think about a way to evade the teorites. They couldn't do anything but hope that they would be lucky enough to be spared from the attacks.

​ However, that was simply wishful thinking because the few teorites they had encountered at first were just the beginning of Shiron's doom.

Hundreds of ters above the city, tens of thousand of teorites had ford. The teorites were of various sizes, and so of them were large enough to destroy entire districts in Shiron!

There was no escaping the blazing shooting stars that began to pour down on Shiron. The shooting stars destroyed everything that obstructed their way to the ground, whether it was buildings, monsters, humans, and even Gates!

Nothing was spared by the teorite shower that rained down on the ground, erasing tens of thousands of lives within seconds. The city that had already faced better tis before was razed to the ground and Dilan's surrounding area turned into a blazing graveyard, where only the last painful cries of the dead and teorite showers pouring down from heaven could be heard.

Everywhere he turned, Dilan was only able to see teorites impacting on the ground, eradicating a handful of lives without giving anyone the chance to survive.

Even Dilan could hardly escape his fate as he looked up at the blazing-red sky that had been unveiled to him as the entire toy factory had been destroyed.

'Am I already the last one to be alive?' He wondered at this point, feeling extrely bitter.

Dilan would have to be a fool not to realize who had initiated both the Paralyzation Domain Mantra and the teorite Shower Domain.

It was quite obvious that the leader of the ten thousand human Ascenders was behind all of this and unbending rage swept through Dilan's body. It was rage toward himself for being stupid enough not to kill their leader, for trying to prevent shedding the blood of his own kind, and rage toward the leader of the ten thousand human Ascenders for killing close to 2000 innocent humans.

For Dilan it might not feel odd to kill 2000 monsters, beings of other races, or even evil Ascenders, but the vast majority of humans in Shiron's Undying group were not even combat-based Ascenders, to begin with.

They wouldn't even be able to kill a sli on their own, yet, they were rcilessly killed without receiving any way of escape.

This was more than enough reason for Dilan to feel uncontrollable anger surging through his body. Simultaneously, adrenaline was being pumped into his veins as he was circulating mana through his body. After following the steps one of his Occupational abilities had once done automatically for him, Dilan recreated the procedure on how to create Berserk Mana all by himself based on mory and pure instinct.

He clearly recalled the feeling of Berserk Mana and the fact that he had created Berserk Mana by himself once before he had even advanced to the first Tier, where he was granted the Occupational ability!

Dilan thought that he would never have anything to do with the Occupational ability he had abandoned to make up for the missing Ability rits of his Ring of Infinite Elents Constitution, but that seed to be wrong.

He created Berserk Mana on his own and he used it while unsheathing Xealtron to activate both [Mantle of Elents] by summoning three Basic Lightning Spirits before manifesting one [Mana Slash] after another.

"If I cannot evade you motherfuckers, I can still split you in half!" Dilan roared out at the top of his lungs, or so he tried when releasing the [Mana Slash] that had been created by Berserk Mana, which Dilan had further altered to make it more lethal using the three Basic Lightning Spirits.

The first teorites that rained down near him were easily cut using only 10 Units of his Berserk Lightning Mana. This was already beyond Dilan's expectations because the teorite shower domain was a Tier-4 Mantra.

He had no idea what exactly a Mantra was in relation to what was going on, but he could tell that a Tier-4 teorite shower domain shouldn't get easily destroyed.

And that was reaffird the mont the larger teorites started to pour down to the ground, including the biggest of all teorites, the district-sized teorite that soared down straight to the center of the city…and onto the location where the toy factory had once been, the sa location Dilan was in right now!

Dilan grit his teeth while looking at the large teorites and the humongous teorite that descended rapidly while looking like a blazing shooting star his mind blanked out for a mont before one thought flashed through his mind.

'I cannot die, not yet…not here. I WON'T DIE!'