SSS Awakening: Rebirth of the Strongest Vampire God novel Chapter 659

Chapter 659 What now?

As opposed to the madness at the northern gate, things at the eastern gate were a lot calmer, if one could call it that. Where the northern gate was a stampede of screaming players, collapsing defenses, massive explosions, and Aurora treating mass destruction like a ballet performance…

…the eastern gate was silent.

Right at the moment, everyone was witnessing a calm yet shocking scene at the eastern gate.

Damon sat cross-legged atop a colossal lotus made entirely of condensed venom and blood, each petal shimmering with a sheen that promised instant death to anything mortal.

Around him, thousands of lotus buds surrounded him in perfect concentric circles. Each one pulsed with dense, toxic mana, swelling with grotesque grace as they awaited their moment to bloom.

The poisonous miasma spreading from him rolled across the battlefield like a fog of doom, thick, heavy, and alive. It was spreading far too quickly and taking down along with it anyone and everyone in its path.

Players watching the livestream fell into stunned silence. What the hell was this power difference? How were they supposed to win a war like this? Heck, was their entire guild even capable of mounting an assault on this scale?

Hundreds and thousands of NPCs and Nine Rivers city guild members fell one after another, collapsing like wheat before a scythe. And the horrifying part? They didn't fall with screams. They didn't fall with dramatic effects. They simply… dropped.

Their deaths were quiet and instant. The moment the miasma touched them, their HP bars evaporated as if they'd never existed. Guild healers panicked. "Why aren't our heals working?!"

The NPC frontline, normally stalwart and disciplined, broke formation immediately.

"Retreat!"

"Get away from the mist!"

"Don't breathe! Don't even touch it!!"

But the fog rolled out faster than their legs could carry them. There was no stopping it. Many even tried attacking the very air around them, but this only made the poison spread faster and wider.

And at the center of it all, Damon remained perfectly still, perfectly peaceful, perfectly terrifying. As if he were cultivating in a garden made of corpses and poison. His eyes were fully closed as he focused on all the lotus blooms around him.

At the same time, he was absorbing massive amounts of blood essence from all the fallen corpses. He did not even have to lift a finger to cause all the chaos around him. He also did not care about the pace of the war. He was a lot more focused on the lotus blooms and how his poison had split up into different types.

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