Chapter 347 Nemesis on the Battlefield

Semi-passive abilities were passive abilities that required only a tiny bit of mana to be activated. The passive abilities would always be activated but their effect would only be shown as long as they had some mana.

This was quite interesting, especially since there was a wide variety of semi-passive abilities that were quite useful.

Some would even increase one’s stats with an additional effect, which was something Dilan looked forward to.

After Kathrine gave him the advice to pick up a semi-passive ability, Dilan ended up searching for a suitable one. Unfortunately, the passive abilities he found in the Trading hub were not to his liking.

That was why he ended up leaving the trading hub, followed by Kathrine, who started to chat with him about the events that had occurred in the last two days.

Dilan had to be updated and informed about the most recent events, which was not further difficult because everyone’s diligent work could be seen clearly.

As always, there were a few exceptions but even the newcomers worked hard, which was pleasing to the eye. Sometimes, Dilan felt like a nanny when he was forced to take care of the people in his group but he gladly accepted the role when he saw the results.

The results were definitely worth the hard work he put in the group. When Dilan met up with the others, they talked a lot about their future plans.

There was still no news about the Vampires, which was why Dilan chose to take a look outside Shiron.

The Vampires might be traveling in an even bigger group than they expected and if that were to be the case, they would have to increase their preparations.

Thus, to make sure that everything was fine, Dilan ended up running in the direction of the Sanctum.

The Sanctum of the Old Vampire Lord was quite far from Shiron and was located in the center of the Shikan plains, but Dilan wouldn’t even require a whole day if he were to sprint toward it.

Dilan was somehow hoping that he wouldn’t meet any Vampires until he would reach the Sanctum. It would be more interesting to fight the Vampires in their own territory rather than being forced to pay attention not to destroy too much in and around Shiron.

The destruction Dilan could cause with a single attack was devastatingly high but it was not as if he could go all-out at the risk of endangering his people.

However, he wanted to go all out and fight masses of opponents, without the need to think about the safety of his people, questioning whether they would survive their fight, or if they were already dead after the first clash with their opponents.

That was why he couldn’t help but feel like being alone every now and then, letting off some steam by fighting others with all his might. It was exciting and the best way to prevent his bad temper from flaring up.

“Well, it’s not that I dislike being with others. It’s definitely better than being alone. They work hard as well…” Dilan ended up mumbling to himself as he made a short stop in the middle of nowhere. He had been running for several hours but there were still no signs of Vampires.

There were hundreds, if not thousands of monsters around him. Dilan could tell that they might be afraid of him, but that they didn’t have a trauma of any human-like race, which was why they didn’t run for their lives even after seeing him.

They could tell that Dilan didn’t harbor any ill intentions against them, and that calmed the monsters enough to mind their own business.

Fighting Dilan would be suicidal, and it was not worth dying without the slightest chance of gaining anything. This was something even semi-intelligent monsters could gauge.

Most Tierless monsters could be said to be mindless and to follow their wild instincts, while Tier-1 monsters had already gained bits of advanced intelligence. This allowed them to think rationally and to overwhelm their wild instincts every once in a while.

Dilan understood that most monsters around him were Tier-1 existences already. There were even some beasts that could be considered quite interesting.

“Now that I think about it, the Likar family’s ability was certainly useful. With mounts, our combat prowess would increase and it would be much easier for us to go wherever we want…” Dilan thought out loud as he looked at the various monsters around him.

There were certainly a bunch of monsters that attracted his interest. However, instead of beating some monster into a pulp before forcing it to obey him, Dilan would rather let others research all types of monsters to pick the best ones to turn them into their personal mounts, whether it was for traveling, war, or other purposes, instead of doing something stupid.

While Dilan continued to think about getting his hands on some mounts, the monsters around him began to feel restless.

This was not due to Dilan’s thoughts but rather because loud sounds echoed through the Shikan plains. Dilan’s ears picked up the noise as well and he turned his head in the direction the Sanctum was supposed to be located at a distance of around 2000 kilometers or so.

Dilan turned into a flash as he shot in the direction of the noises. He thought that he understood what was going on but that was not the case. Thus, he ended up stopping to run and a confused expression formed on his face.

“What the hell?” He blurted out, utterly dumbfounded by what he saw.

“Looks like the Werewolves wanted to have some fun as well…” Dilan mumbled as he watched thousands of Vampires fighting hundreds of huge, human-like monsters that looked like furred humans with glowing eyes, and razor-sharp claws.

They were Werewolves, and extremely powerful as they fought together with near-perfect teamwork.

His hair stood up on its end and a bright smile full of excitement formed on his face as he saw the tirelessly fighting Werewolves trying to overwhelm the Vampires that were much higher in number.

Every injury the Werewolves inflicted to the Vampires took significantly longer to heal than all other injuries, providing the Werewolves with the ability to turn the Vampires’ strongest trait insignificant.

Vampires, who were arrogant and aloof would require some time to understand that they would heal at a much slower rate and that their combat prowess was restricted due to the Werewolves’ attacks. This allowed the Werewolves to get a huge advantage even if they were less in number.

Their strength seemed to be extremely high as well, which was probably based on the fact that they had turned into half-human, half-beast.

Dilan gulped nervously when he saw the Werewolves fighting the thousands of Vampires. He could tell that they were giving their best but it was even more obvious that they were not robots with infinite stamina.

Furthermore, it looked like the Vampires were throwing themselves at their opponents just to retreat the moment they got injured.

They used a unique and rather barbaric way to heal themselves. They were tearing apart their own body to remove the specific spot of their body that had been injured. Due to this, the effect of the Werewolves’ claws would be removed and the Vampires would start healing rapidly once again.

This made things much easier for the Vampires, especially since they could use their numbers and high healing effects precisely.

“Should I just join in the fray? Attack the Vampires and Werewolves, who dared to attack me?” Dilan mumbled to himself as an excited smile formed on his face.

“Or I’ll just leave them until one side is worn out before I help them to make sure that both sides have suffered tremendous losses…how funny!”