Undying Warlord

With the special properties of the Power of Destruction and the Immortality Aura it became increasingly difficult for the Demon of the Ancient Battlefield to heal.

Ancient True Gods possessed great endurance and high regeneration. Some were even said to be able to regrow limbs with the power of their will and their innate regeneration.

This was different from Dilan's Origin ability because it was something that all Ancient True Gods were capable of when reaching a certain level.

However, it was exactly this great regeneration that didn't work for the Demon of the Ancient Battlefield, not while facing Dilan!

The Power of Destructio and the remnants of the Immortality aura circulated through his body. They restricted his cells from healing as fast as they would usually heal him.

If that were everything, the Demon of the Ancient Battlefield wouldn't be trouble either. Unfortunately, not even his special power allowed him to heal, and grow accustomed to the harmful energies that had entered his body.

Something like this had hardly happened in his entire lifetime. Thus, the Demon of the Ancient Battlefield was having a hard time finding a solution.

"You fucking bastard!!" The Demon screamed at the top of his lungs, while ten hideous demonic monsters formed out of parts of the Demon's body.

That was one of his powers, the strongest and most notorious power at his disposal. It allowed him to turn anything in his surroundings into gluttonous demonic monsters.

These monsters deprived whatever they ate into nothing but scrap. Their lifeforce, mana, and other energies would be drained in an instant. The gains would be returned to the Demon of the Ancient Battlefield to fill his mana, increase the amount of essence within him and replenish his life force.

His stamina would never hit zero and neither would his Health decrease below a certain threshold as long as he kept absorbing the life force from his surrounding.

The stronger the life force the easier it would be for the Demon of the Ancient Battlefield to heal…at least, that was how it was supposed to be.

However, eating Dilan's arms, legs and other body parts was the worst decision the Demon of the Ancient Battlefield could have done. Whenever Dilan's body was about to be torn apart or the hideous demonic monster was about to rip flesh out of his body, Dilan did something extremely simple.

He used the entire mana inside his body and activated the True Destruction Trait to infuse the purest Power of Destruction in the body parts that the hideous demonic monster devoured.

There may be life force and nutrition in the body parts that were gobbled down by the monster but the highest quantity and quality of Power was pure destruction, literally!

It hurt the gluttonous, demonic monsters rather than turning into useful energies and life force that could be used by the Demon of the Ancient Battlefield to heal like usual. The longer the battle was drawn out, the easier it was for Dilan to make use of his Power of Destructio and to wear out the Demon of the Ancient Battlefield.

However, that was not surprising because Dilan's opponent was not using his full power. He held back, for the sake of the lifeless planet. It was the place he had been raised, or rather the place where he had raised himself.

Even if the Demon of the Ancient Battlefield hated this planet more than anything, something deep within him didn't want the planet to cease to exist. It was weird and hard to explain, but he felt…melancholic when staying on this planet.

Dilan didn't hold back in the slightest on the other hand. He couldn't care less about the small planet. The planet was already dead and it would end disastrously for him the moment he would allow the Demon of the Ancient Battlefield to regenerate.

Dilan had to stay fully focused and pay attention to every single detail around him. Using multiple traits, abilities, technique,s and item abilities at the same time was certainly not easy but Dilan knew that it was necessary to defeat opponents that were on the same level as the Demon of the Ancient Battlefield.

A battle of attrition was what Dilan was best at and he was definitely at an advantage against the Demon of the Ancient Battlefield.

The Abandoned Child of the Shiran had been granted this title because he was said to have infinite stamina and grow stronger on the battlefield, no matter how long he would have to fight. That may be the case against opponents other than Dilan and a handful of other existences, but Dilan was his opponent right now.

Thus, he was slowly losing his footing against a being that was supposed to be much weaker than him, no matter if Dilan was a Fate Changer or the bastard of the Universe itself!

After the battle was about to reach its climax and Dilan was bound to become the final winner of the battle, if one could even call it such, the Lightning Titan got bored.

It was only then that thing turned from bad to worse for the Demon of the Ancient Battlefield.

The Lightning Titan emerged next to him, all of a sudden.

His humongous first shrouded in crimson lightning while the Lightning storm covered his.

'Not the planet!!!' He screamed inwardly when he realized that the Lightning Titan's unleashed power was too potent, causing cracks all over the planet.

"I surrender, stop it!"

The Lightning Titan was hoping for some more action but he had already expected this reaction from the Demon of the Ancient Battlefield.

That weirdo felt somewhat connected to the lifeless planet even if it was his doing that caused the planet to end in such a state.

Dilan looked at the two Ancient True Gods and he cut through two hideous monsters before he said,

"If you guys are done, how about you remove these fucking disgusting monsters from me?"

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