SSS Awakening: Rebirth of the Strongest Vampire God novel Chapter 665

Chapter 665 Evacuate! Evacuate!

Damon teleported to Skyfall City without wasting a second. The city stretched beneath him like a masterpiece, crystalline towers catching the fading sunlight, shimmering walkways suspended between spires, rivers of blue mana flowing through the streets like veins of light. It was serene, radiant, majestic.

"Perfect. Let's ruin it." Damon smiled lazily from atop the floating spire he had just landed on. He flicked his wrist.

A wave of poisonous miasma surged outward instantly, rolling across the nearest district like a silent tsunami of death. The streets below dissolved into chaos. NPC guards collapsed mid-sprint, choking on air, their health bars vaporizing before they even processed the danger.

[Ding! You have slaughtered Skyfall City Guards x72.]

Damon tapped his chin thoughtfully. Good. The element of surprise was intact. He wanted to test something. Could he truly declare war on a city whenever he wanted, without advance notice, without the traditional preparations, without an entire guild?

The answer?

The system didn't give a single fuck.

Just like in reality, if he stepped into a city and decided to massacre its entire population, the system simply shrugged, logged the kills, and let him continue.

And he took full advantage.

A blood storm spiraled outward from him, reaping lives with every pulse. NPC merchants dropped where they stood, adventurers froze mid-quest, and casual players screamed as the kill feed exploded with Damon's name.

No alarms had been raised. No commanders were summoned. No one expected an attack, much less an attack like this.

After all, who in their right mind would walk into one of the wealthiest, more fortified cities in the Light Faction… alone… without preparation… and just start murdering everyone?

Damon drifted downwards, trailing venomous smoke behind him like a falling star. A group of players dining at an outdoor café stared up in confusion.

"Hey, is that…"

"Wait… why is the sky turning red?"

"Bro… BRO! THAT'S BLOOD GO-"

They didn't finish their sentence. A crimson shockwave erased them. More notifications appeared as more blood essence happily flowed into Damon.

[Ding! You have slain Players x12.]

Not a single attack came his way. Not a formation was activated. Not a city-wide warning sounded. He was a lone hostile entity walking into a city and treating it like a training ground.

Damon smirked. "That's why surprise is the best weapon."

He raised his hand casually, and dozens of blood tendrils erupted from the ground, dragging screaming players into the air like captured prey. They dissolved into essence within seconds, which he was more than happy to use for training purposes.

Thanks to the sheer volume of blood essence all around him, he was making a lot of progress in both his blood manipulation skills and his poison research. It looked like war was the best training montage for him. It was literally tailor-made for him.

He landed lightly on a marble walkway as terrified NPCs scrambled away. He lifted his hand. Venomous lotus petals formed around him, swirling into a blooming ring of death. "Let's get started," he whispered, stepping forward as another wave of screams erupted behind him.

And finally, sirens wailed throughout the city. Barriers flickered awake across rooftops, magic circles flared at dormant guard posts, and the city's automated defenses finally lurched into motion.

Damon rolled his shoulders. "About damn time."

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