SSS Awakening: Rebirth of the Strongest Vampire God novel Chapter 715

Chapter 715: What a cute little vampire

The Crown Prince’s eyes snapped open. What...?

Cold stone pressed against his back. His chest rose sharply as he sucked in a ragged breath, panic flooding him. He was alive. He could feel it. Pain screamed through every inch of his body, but pain meant existence.

That shouldn’t have been possible. He clearly remembered the scythe of blood. The moment it came down. The absolute certainty of death.

A translucent blue panel flickered into existence in front of his eyes. It was a slave contract.

The Crown Prince looked up at Damon with an unreadable expression. "Don’t look at me." Damon indifferently said.

"If it were up to me, I would have already killed you and moved on, but unfortunately, your sister still loves you even after you tried to kill her twice. What can I say, she is an idiot, but she is my idiot, so I have to entertain her wishes. Sign this, and you will live. Don’t sign it, and you will die. Those are your two options."

Damon absolutely hated doing this, but he simply couldn’t ignore the woman crying her heart out a few feet away from him. What kind of husband would he be if he still killed this vermin?

Damon turned away again, clearly done with him. "Take your time. You won’t need much." He exhaled slowly, then waved his hand.

More translucent panels flashed into existence, dozens of them, each one hovering in front of the surviving C-rank experts scattered across the ruined hall. It would be easier to slaughter the whole bunch, but there were a lot of talented people all around him.

The nine hidden orders had groomed these people for several decades, and it would be a waste to slaughter all of them, especially those who survived the first wave of attacks.

Damon was particularly interested in the puppeteers who excelled at creating golems. He was pretty sure that the genius golem craftsman came from this order, but he did not have the time at the moment to comb through this trash and pinpoint this single genius.

He decided it was best to give all of them a second chance. It would be up to them to decide if they want it or not.

Slave contracts flashed in front of the C ranks. Gasps rang out.

"Slave contracts...?"

"Is he serious?"

"After that, you expect us to-"

But no one in their right mind would think of her as a beautiful, soft woman because her eyes betrayed the thoughts in her head. She had the eyes of a crazy psycho, and there was an unmistakable glint of madness within them.

The woman’s gaze swept across the shattered hall, over the corpses, and the kneeling survivors. There was no fear in her eyes, only curiosity and amusement.

"So this is the Blood God everyone has been whispering about," she said, her emerald eyes finally settling on Damon. "I was beginning to think the rumors were exaggerated." 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

The Emperor’s pupils contracted. His hand twitched slightly, the instinct of a ruler who recognized a variable he hadn’t accounted for. Both he and Alzara opened their mouths and shouted at the same time. "Blood God! That’s the crazy witch Namina! Be careful!"

Namina laughed again, clearly delighted. "Oh my. I see my reputation is still intact." She placed a hand over her chest, feigning offense. "Crazy witch? That’s hurtful. I prefer the eccentric benefactor of natural order."

Several of the surviving C-ranks stiffened. Suddenly, they seemed as if they preferred the bloodsucker over whatever that woman was.

"Now, where were we?" She turned her attention to Damon. "You want to be the new emperor of these endless sands? What a cute little vampire... Trying to gobble up more than you can swallow? Brat, you are not even old enough to stop sucking on my tits. Why so greedy?"

She licked her lips as she looked at Damon with lust-filled eyes, and at the same time, Damon felt an indescribable sense of danger.