Undying Warlord

'Fuck!'

Dilan was not bothered about his own well-being and tried to twist his body at an uncomfortable angle. However, even his extremely fast reflexes didn't allow him to fully twist his body as the wind blade had already emerged next to him.

Advancing with rapid velocity, it didn't halt in its tracks before piercing right into the target it had been shot at.

Mason flinched…and all of a sudden, Dilan felt something warm trickling down his right arm.

'No, fuck it. That can't happen right now!!'

Dilan increased his speed, forcing his body to endure even more pressure exerted by the unbearable and potent energies that surged through his body.

He wanted to escape the numerous volleys of attacks that shot toward him but that was easier said than done.

A bad feeling swept through his entire body and Dilan could clearly feel how Mason's movement grew weaker by the second.

His heartbeat slowed down rapidly and in a matter of seconds, Dilan's entire arm was covered in the warm liquid.

With an ominous feeling, a trace of fear, and the desperate hope that everything was different than he perceived, Dilan's eyes turned to Mason.

The young Ascender was still thrown upon Dilan's right shoulder, but his face was slowly draining color.

Blood trickled down the corners of his mouth and Mason's eyes were slowly losing focus.

One of the small and nearly untraceable wind blades created by an Eternal Guard had found its way through Dilan's defense, and his perception, preventing him from noticing it before it was already too late.

Dilan felt like cursing out, and his left arm's movement speed increased drastically, preventing even the weakest attack from piercing through the shell of fire, which the Blazing Serpentine Blade was forming.

Instead of attacking Dilan with the nearly untraceable wind blade, the Eternal Guard hadn't aimed at him…but Mason.

A 20-centimeter-long deep cut revealed Mason's back, his flesh, and his mangled spine…

If Dilan was not holding tightly onto Mason, the young man would have long since collapsed on the ground, and bled out before dying a painful death.

Mason felt miserable while struggling to hold onto his consciousness. His body barely transmitted him the pain he ought to feel, only for his mind to be fully awake.

Mason didn't feel much pain anymore…only tiredness…endless tiredness that was slowly overwhelming his body. But even then, his mind was still fully working and was focused on one particular thing.

"I'm sorry…for letting you down…I made a huge mistake…please…p-please sur-vi-...." Mason barely managed to stutter after taking several breaths.

He was forcing his body to work despite it being on the brink of a breakdown but there was nothing Mason could do against it. He was struggling to stay alive, yet, his fate did not seem inclined to let him.

Mason had so many things to do. He wanted to reunite with his family and meet up with his ex to apologize to her for having neglected her. He wanted to work it out with her and try to get back together once again.

Mason was also eager to become stronger, to explore the new side of Milarn, adventure through the Gates, visit new dimensions and get to know new races.

He was curious about everything that had happened after the Primordial Ascension. Being too afraid of the unknown dangers was never how he acted.

It was obvious that the new world was dangerous, otherwise, it wouldn't be necessary for everyone to learn how to kill monsters.

However, the dangers of the new world had never been a reason for Mason to hesitate to do something.

That was, at least what Mason had told himself during the last few days.

Reality was unfortunately different.

He was afraid of dying…

Despite all the curiosity that filled his entire being with excitement, Mason knew that he was afraid of death.

A numbing fear of death had settled in his heart on the first day after the Primordial Ascension had occurred, and grew worse in the weeks that had followed.

Dying at old age could be considered a blessing in the face of the possibility of being torn apart by wild animals, bitten to death by zombies, or killed by elemental attacks used by foreign races.

The new world was dangerous, and even if Mason wanted to explore everything, the most important thing to do…was to survive.

When Dilan had appeared in front of them, saved him and the others, offered them food, something to drink, and a place to sleep without demanding much in return, Mason had been overjoyed.

Given the great support Dilan provided to every single survivor in his group, it was possible to become a powerful Ascender without encountering situations where one's life was truly endangered.

With Dilan by their side, almost everyone believed that they would survive, that it was fine to continue dreaming about a promising future, that it might even be fine to dream about exploring Milarn in its new avatar despite being filled with dangerous monsters, mysterious places and places such as the Sun temple.

Mason had been certain that Dilan would be able to save him and protect his life by all means.

However, today, Mason noticed that nobody was unparalleled, or undefeatable.

Because of his nosy behavior, Mason knew that he had created lots of trouble for Dilan. He could clearly sense that Dilan was going all-out right now, risking his own safety and well-being just to protect Mason.

But even then, it was impossible for a single low Tier-1 individual to defeat more than a thousand Tier-1 existences, more than a hundred Mid Tier-1 veteran hunters, and the Eternal Guards, who had not only a combat prowess at the Peak of Tier-1 but also a terrifying control over their elements and numerous unique abilities that enhanced their elemental control and the versatility in their attacks.

Dilan was just a human…who was alone and trying to fight more than a thousand opponents at once while going all out in order to protect Mason.

Yet, in the end, Dilan failed…

However, even in the face of death, Mason could only force himself to smile one last time.

He was thankful for everything Dilan had done for him, and for everyone else he had protected.

Mason should feel regret dying like this, and it might even be normal to loathe the person who should have protected his life.

But right now, while taking his last breaths, Mason didn't feel any of that. The only thing in his mind was to say a few more words to Dilan…their protector…their savior…

'...It's not your fault'

The moment he thought of the words he wished to tell Dilan, Mason's eyes turned dim.

The last traces of life left his eyes and body as a lone tear trickled down his cheek.

After that, all the remaining strength left Mason's body, and his body stiffened in the grasp of Dilan, who was utterly dumbfounded about the twist of events.

"Is…he…dead?" Dilan could barely mumble in disbelief while looking at the young man in his hands. He was a few years younger than Dilan…yet, he died…

His life had ended, all of a sudden, just like that…

[Overflowing rage, regret, guilt, wrath, and adrenaline have been detected within the Host.]

[Requirements to activate <Berserk Mana> have been met.]

[<Berserk Mana> has activated itself upon sensing the host's inability to control his emotions.]

[Due to the activation of <Berserk Mana> the host's mana will be altered. Potency of Mana x2.]

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