Battlefield

Wiping the blood from his chest, Dilan left the Sanctum.

"Why did I even learn the monster tongue if this bitch doesn't listen to me?" He cursed out loud, trying to strangle the Great Wise in his mind.

Dilan had been forced to learn so many languages to study all the books that had been given to him by the Great Wise that he was not even sure how many languages he was proficient in right now.

He could summon the system and ask it about the rank of his Language Comprehension passive ability but that was not exactly helpful.

Whether his ability was at the second Tier or the fifth Tier didn't change a lot for him anymore.

'The next target should be the…Cavernous Town,'

With his next target set, Dilan went on his way. He tested the use of his abilities if something changed after not using them for 10,000 years, and how compatible his abilities were with the techniques he had learned.