“YOU DIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE…………” Zhanda let out a horrendous scream as its clones turned from three to seven.

  The next moment, Mark’s body automatically disappeared, and it reappeared in the place of one of the clones, while the other six clones attacked him with all of their different attacks.

  But before the attacks could hit Mark, he disappeared, and one of the dead true warriors replaced him.

  But the moment he arrived in the new location, which was at the edge of the other dead true warriors, the two dead warriors in front of him got replaced by two of Zhanda’s clones too, who were still in the motion of releasing their attacks, and…..

  BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM…..

  The red fire hit Mark right on his body, while the blue Ice froze him in place, just for the two clones to scream, grabbing their heads, as like a watermelon, their heads exploded.

  While in between five of the clones, who had already let out their attacks and were getting ready to disappear, Mark reappeared with giant darkness energy surrounding him, enveloping every one of them.

  BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM…

  From inside him, the blast resounded as three of the five clones self-exploded, while the other two disappeared, and when they reappeared, there were again seven clones, but covering them were hundreds of darkness clones, who exploded the moment they reappeared, not giving them any chance.

  BOOM! BOOM!! BOOM!!! BOOM!!!! BOOM!!!!!

  BOOM! BOOM!! BOOM!!! BOOM!!!! BOOM!!!!!

  Seven notifications rang inside Mark’s mind, telling him that what he killed was not Zhanda, but seven dead true warriors.

  ZHHHHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM…

  A vibration rang, as Mark found himself surrounded by all the dead true warriors, while his body time and the time of the space between all the dead true warriors completely stopped.

  And the next moment, like a mirror breaks, making the crunching sound, time and space itself started breaking, and with it broke apart Mark’s body.

  CRUCNH! CRUNCH!! CRUNCH!!! CRUNCH!!!! CRUNCH!!!!!

  CRUCNH! CRUNCH!! CRUNCH!!! CRUNCH!!!! CRUNCH!!!!!

  BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM……

  Mark’s body exploded, making such a loud commotion that it blasted everyone far away.

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  But what made Zhanda nuts was that it still did not hear the notification that it needed to hear.

  And then it heard.

  BADAM! BADAM!! BADAM!!! BADAM!!!! BADAM!!!!!

  BADAM! BADAM!! BADAM!!! BADAM!!!! BADAM!!!!!

  The loud beating of seventy-four hearts, beating in the same rhythm, as the next second, all the true dead warriors screamed altogether, grabbing their heads, hearts, faces, stomachs, as if something was giving them horrendous pain.

  And knowing what or who it was, it only made Zhanda go nuts.

  It had no idea how Mark was doing all this. How was he going inside other creatures' bodies and then exploding them to smithereens?

  But no one was there to give it the answer, and all it could do was watch, as one by one its dead true warrior exploded into smithereens.

  BOOM! BOOM!! BOOM!!! BOOM!!!! BOOM!!!!!

  BOOM! BOOM!! BOOM!!! BOOM!!!! BOOM!!!!!

  From inside, all the dead true warriors came out, Mark, with darkness covering him from top to bottom, but that darkness was now covered in all gore and blood, making it seem so chilling that it couldn’t even be explained.

  “Now only you and I remain.” Mark smiled evilly as his other darkness clones dissolved, just to get assimilated with him.

  RRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA….

  Zhanda and its clones screamed in unison, but the next second, all of its seven clones exploded too, and the silence descended in the space.

  But the next second, the darkness stirred, making Mark vigilant, and then the darkness took the shape of an old man.

  The old man must be between 70 and 80. His wrinkles could be clearly seen, but his fair and sharp-looking face was telling how handsome he must be in his prime.

  But what stood out to Mark was the old man’s posture and his bright eyes, which were filled with life.

  “You used me, fellow warrior. Plus, you slaughtered 101 beings in my territory, and according to the rules, you aren’t allowed to go for more than 5 beings, which means you owe me 96 lives. I will be expecting them.” Said the old man as he then disappeared without waiting for Mark’s reply, leaving him mind boggled.

  What was that? What the actual fuck was that? Mark asked Ayden in his brain.

  But instead of replying, Ayden remained quiet, as soon two seconds passed and a portal opened as it forcefully sucked Mark in.

  And the next second, two notifications rang in his mind.

  [Tower Notification: Total 1327 Creatures Killed.]

  [Basic Reward: 1327 Days and Creatures Heart.]

  Yes, 1327 days, not 286 days.

  Mark killed 101 warriors the moment he came onto the battlefield. After that, he killed a total of 182 dead true warriors and three Peerless Warriors, making the total count 286.

  While one of the peerless warriors died from the old man’s hand, who came to greet him at the end.

  Plus, he also killed leftover 64 true dead warriors, making the old man’s days count 65 days, then what the fuck was he getting all angry about?

  He literally gave him a chance to earn such a big load of days.

  Then where did the other days come from?

  The truth was, from the very start, his goal wasn’t to slaughter the creatures, but to make the old man, or whoever was in possession of the South Pole, angry and make him slaughter whoever came to kill him.

  It was a gamble, but it was oh so worth it.

  He knew for sure that those creatures who had waited for him in his first battle would surely come to kill or stop him if they found out that he had come to amass the days again.

  Otherwise, they wouldn’t have wasted so many days just to mark him, but a surprising thing happened.

  Those creatures did not come to kill him, but some totally different party did.

  But who cares?

  As long as some party did, then it was fine, and his goal was fulfilled.

  The old man got angry, he slaughtered those beings, gave him enough time to make everything a mess, and take everyone’s attention away from whatever was happening in Dasos Continent.

  Yes, his goal was to create chaos and bring everyone’s attention to him, so that his newly revived slave could use his bloodline and newly given powers to amass days for him.