SSS Awakening: Rebirth of the Strongest Vampire God-Chapter 696: This battlefield is ours!
"You cannot win, bloodsucker! This battlefield is ours! This war is ours! We won’t give up! We won’t die! You will rot in hell for all eternity! You will fall!"
The massive thing howled in pain and resentment, despite being on the verge of death. A cruel glint shone in his eyes. Its roar degenerated into a wet, gurgling sound as divine fire and blood essence tore through it from the inside.
The werevampire commander went limp, its enormous frame sinking into the ruined earth. The moment its life force vanished, the remaining sigils shattered completely. The shared blood war formation imploded in on itself.
The surviving werevampires clutched their heads as if their skulls were splitting open. Some screamed. Others didn’t even have time to react before their blood vessels ruptured from within. Bodies dropped one after another, auras extinguished in seconds.
A few staggered back, trying to flee, but their legs failed them, muscles refusing to respond as the severed hive-mind left them hollow. The remaining were slaughtered by Damon from where he was standing. They were no longer outstanding and simply couldn’t match him.
In the end, only the sound of crackling divine fire and Damon’s steady breathing remained.
Damon stood over the corpse, chest rising and falling slowly. Blood steamed faintly from his skin, his aura still raging but controlled, coiling tightly around him like a restrained beast. He placed a hand on the pack leader’s chest.
The corpse shuddered once more as thick crimson essence surged into Damon’s body.
Damon then clenched his other hand. Threads of crimson rose from every corpse scattered across the battlefield, lifting like mist pulled by an unseen tide. They streamed toward Damon in converging arcs, slipping past shattered armor, through cracked bone and ruptured flesh, until they poured into him in a torrential rush.
The ground darkened as the last remnants were drained dry.
Damon closed his eyes as he took everything in. Notifications rolled in one after the other, but before he could completely assimilate everything, his eyes flashed open again, and his gaze turned cold. He was once again not alone.
He finally understood what the werevampire meant when he said Damon couldn’t win in this battlefield. Several other silhouettes appeared all around him. Moreover, every single one of their eyes glowed crimson.
Damon suddenly thought of something. What if the entire army was still here? The entire army that clashed and perished back in the war of the ancient era...
More vampiric beast abominations rushed towards him. Each one shockingly held the strength of a peak C rank expert, and Damon was still somewhat on the border between the outskirts and the inner areas. He hadn’t even stepped into the true inner regions of the wilderness yet. Then there was also the rumored core region where monstrosities even the B ranks feared lay.
No one knew what part of this was true or false. The entire map was simply based on speculation and the experiences of a few passed down generations. However, Damon could tell one thing.
The abominations he was facing at the moment should be mere soldiers integrated with beasts. That was the only explanation for these kinds of numbers. That meant that the true powerhouses were still deep inside the wilderness, the unit commanders, the generals, the battalion leaders, the war generals, and whatnot.
Just how powerful would these abominations be?
His blood boiled in excitement at the thought of clashing with them, but he was not ready just yet. He could see where he was currently. He was still not ready to face the real deal. He needed more. Something more.
And it looked like he had come exactly to the right place for it. If this was the vampire side of the army, then perhaps other areas were parts of the other sides of the army. If he could hunt all of them and gain their skills, affinities, and fighting experience... just how strong could he become?
However, this was not going to be an easy task. He was not hunting slimes or direwolves. He was not burning down insects in a hive. He was going to be fighting against soldiers who had been fighting all their lives and lost their lives and souls on the battlefield.
Their poor souls did not rest even after their death and continued fighting on this cursed battleground for decades and decades and perhaps even centuries. He had no idea how old this cursed battleground was, nor how long all of this had been going on. The sheer madness of all of it was staggering.
Damon hurriedly extracted all of the blood essence and dashed forward. He welcomed the first vampiric abomination that came at him with an upgraded Blood Cleave. He didn’t take a full look at the notifications and what skills he had gained, but he could feel it.
He could intuitively tell which of his blood manipulation skills had skyrocketed. The Blood Cleave tore through the first abomination like a crescent guillotine.
Crimson light flared, sharp and absolute. The creature didn’t even have time to roar before its torso split cleanly in two, blood essence detonating outward in a violent bloom. Damon stepped through the spray without slowing. Another abomination lunged.
Damon didn’t even turn fully. A blood spike erupted from the ground at an oblique angle, impaling the creature through the jaw and pinning it midair. Before its limbs stopped twitching, Damon was already past it, blood cleaving again, then again, movements flowing in a ruthless rhythm.
Blood essence poured into him from all sides. He unleashed his poison domain and blood domain over and over again, converting the cursed lands into his personal hunting grounds. The werevampires used their formation to their advantage and gave him a run for his money, but the newer abominations were not that lucky.
More silhouettes poured in from the forest, dozens, and dozens and dozens, each one carrying the same peak C-rank pressure, and Damon slaughtered every single one of them. So many vampiric skills in front of him, something he lacked sorely in, and he wanted all of them!
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