SSS Awakening: Rebirth of the Strongest Vampire God novel Chapter 725

Chapter 725 The Golden Throne has summoned you

"My liege, get up! Now!" Blood Reign shouted inside his mind. Gone was the calm, steady tone. Her voice was filled with panic and horror. "My liege! Get up now, or we will perish forever!" 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Damon's eyes snapped open. He moved on pure instinct, throwing himself sideways as space itself tore apart where he had been standing. A huge, gaping spatial rip split the ground open, edges shimmering with distorted light. It looked like a wound carved directly into reality, swallowing everything around it without a sound.

If he had been half a second slower, he would have been erased or thrown into god knows what world.

Damon rolled across the ground and barely managed to get back on one knee, gasping. His heart was pounding so violently that it felt like it was about to burst out of his chest. Cold sweat drenched his back.

"What… the hell… was that? Wait. Where are we?"

Damon looked around. The trial was clearly over, but he was not back in the game world? What was happening? He noticed a flashing text in the corner of his eye and quickly opened the system notification.

[Ding! The Golden Throne has summoned you. Walk through madness, or be erased from the path of glory. Ascension is not given, it is taken.]

The notification did not give him much information, but Blood Reign hurriedly shouted. "My liege, you are in a different world. A very unique and strange world. I am not able to sense mana here at all. If I am not wrong, this world should be one of the old worlds, something that predates the system."

Damon swallowed and looked around properly this time.

The ground beneath his feet was black stone, cracked and uneven, stretching endlessly in every direction. The sky above was golden in color or rather the rays from the sun was so bright that the entire sky appeared golden in color.

Damon looked up to see the sun but he immediately shifted his eyes away from the blinding ball of light. It was as if he stared at it even for a fraction of a second, his entire existence would be burnt away.

"What is this place… why here…" Damon wondered why the system event had brought him here when he noticed a presence not too far away from him. If it were anyone from the hidden families, then they probably had lot more information than him.

Damon hurriedly dashed forward to not let them escape when he abruptly came to a stop. The people in front of him were definitely not whom he expected. In fact, they weren't people at all in strictest sense.

Damon watched in shock at the three treants like creatures walking in front of him. Just as he had noticed them, they had also noticed his presence. The three turned to look at him. Damon immediately prepared to attack and defend but one of them raised a branch-like arm in surrender.

"We do not mean any harm. Just like you, the throne has marked us as well.

The three were speaking in a very different language, something that Damon had never heard of before but he understood it anyways. The system language feature apparently was not restricted to just the game world. Thanks to that, he was able to clearly understand the treant like creatures as if he had been talking their language his whole life.

"Do you know anything about this world or why we were summoned here?" Damon tried asking the three.

Damon stood there for a second, staring at the empty space. "Hmmm… so the spatial rifts are not just spatial rifts?"

The treants entered the rift without hesitation but it was still unclear whether the rifts had anything to do with this event. Were they kind of entrance or exits perhaps? Or maybe the treants had some special reason for stepping into one?

Damon thought about things for a while but he simply did not have enough information to make heads or tails of the situation. He then snapped out of it and started running around the endless black lands. It was time to find some more fellow trial takers and see what they were upto.

His luck was pretty good. He ran into another group in another few minutes. This one was some sort of beast kin. They were wearing leather armor and their skin had yellow fur, patterned with darker stripes, and their faces were a strange blend of human and beast. Slitted pupils gleamed beneath heavy brows, and sharp ears twitched constantly, as if listening to sounds Damon couldn't hear.

There were four of them. They froze the moment they noticed him. Claws slid halfway out of gauntlets. Muscles tensed. One of them let out a low growl that vibrated through the cracked stone beneath their feet.

Damon slowed to a stop and raised both hands slightly, palms open. However, the beast kin were not really that keen on peace like the treants. All five of them instant charged at Damon, their bodies covered in flaming red aura.

Damon could feel a palpable increase in their power. It was quite impressive. With their boosted stats, they were actually almost at his stat level. However… stats were just stats.

When the first beastman almost reached Damon, slashing at him, he realized that something was wrong. His body was slow and sluggish despite the powerful red aura surrounding him.