SSS Awakening: Rebirth of the Strongest Vampire God novel Chapter 245

Chapter 245: One last trump card

The three C-rank elites and their griffins never stood a chance. The moment the searing breath engulfed them, two of the griffins disintegrated mid-air, their divine hides no match for the concentrated wrath of a beast born of flame and ancient magic.

The knights upon them screamed as their enchanted armor melted like wax, their radiant weapons clattering uselessly to the scorched earth below. The third knight managed to raise a shimmering holy barrier, but even that cracked and shattered within seconds, leaving him tumbling to the ground in a plume of fire.

The entire group was severely injured and disoriented, which provided Damon the perfect opportunity to rake up some high-level kills. He silently appeared behind the first C-rank powerhouse and used a crimson lance to strike the guy while he was still down from the wyrm’s attack.

The birds were also not let off, as griffins were borderline C-rank beasts, which had rich blood essence, probably with a lot of boosts. Damon drained them all dry as much as he could and took a quick look at the gains. It was a set of passive skills and some stat boosts. Nothing game-changing.

He clicked his tongue, closed the screen, and then once again appeared in front of the wyrm to taunt it again. Not that he needed to. The wyrm already had its eyes locked onto him.

Naturally, the beast knew it had been used, and it was not very pleased.

It spewed out fire left and right, even predicting where Damon would appear next. If it were not for his newly acquired divine and holy skills, he would have already been smacked to death. Using this strategy once again was also a pipe dream.

He could fool the draconic beast once, but to try and fool it more than once? Might as well give up. But that did not mean he was giving up on his goal to kill the damn thing today.

As he kited the wyrm around the battlefield, barely escaping death every second, Ellora and the other vampire NPCs were pelting attacks on the bastard.

Ellora’s voice rang loudly from a distance. "Blood acolyte, I must hand it to you. You are a true monster. You dared to use a wyrm as a puppet to do your bidding? I applaud your courage. It is making me wet in all kinds of places."

Damon almost stumbled, hearing the old hag. Please don’t put images in my head! He screamed inwardly as he dodged a shockwave from the wyrm.

And thankfully, the most important development happened on time.

It looked like Damon’s small play was enough to finally turn the tide in their favor once and for all. The blood hall started pulsing with energy in the background, and ripples of power emanated from the building as a huge eye materliazed in the middle of the city.

The massive blood-red eye opened wide in the sky, like a slumbering god finally peeking through the veil.

Everything on the battlefield froze for a second, as if even time itself was momentarily stunned. The sky darkened, the light flickered, and the oppressive aura that followed pressed down on all beings, be they knight, vampire, beast, or wyrm.

Damon grinned. Finally, he thought. The Blood Sovereign’s gaze has fallen upon the battlefield. The back up was coming.

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