SSS Awakening: Rebirth of the Strongest Vampire God novel Chapter 243

Chapter 243: Unexpected allies

Damon was about to conjure a crimson lance when a familiar voice sounded in his ears. "I have disrupted the wyrm’s domain. You can teleport now."

Damon did not need a second reminder. His body reacted on instinct, and the next second, he disappeared from the battlefield and appeared inside the blood hall, panting and heaving.

A split second later, the wyrm’s colossal claw slammed down where he had stood, cratering the earth into molten ruin.

Its enraged glare shifted to the blood hall instead, and it was about to come crashing into the defense layer when suddenly something golden, like a comet, shot towards it and boom! An enormous shockwave erupted.

Damon’s eyes widened as he recognized who it was.

Mark was here, and he was not alone. On the other side, Kate had already started bombarding the dragon with one blood orb after another, chipping away at its health.

Both Mark and Kate had safely returned on their own, and from the looks of it, they also had some sort of gains in the process. But that was not the only surprising turn of events.

A gorgeous, sexy vampire teleported next to him, the same voice greeting him again. "Blood acolyte, you have exceeded my expectations. I have never seen a talent like you in a million years!"

Ellora seductively glided closer, her crimson eyes gleaming with admiration and something more primal. The aura of ancient power that surrounded her pulsed with allure and command, wrapping around Damon like silk soaked in blood. Her voice, velvet-smooth, thrummed with a faint purr of amusement and intrigue.

"I watched you," she said, circling him like a predator inspecting its prey or perhaps an empress admiring a rare jewel. "You faced a wyrm’s wrath and stood your ground. You shattered its pride, tasted its essence, and lived to grin about it. Tell me, Blood God..." She leaned close, her breath brushing his ear, "Do you know what you’ve just done?"

Still panting, blood smearing his face and arms, Damon managed a crooked grin. "I made it mad," he rasped. "Really, really mad."

Damon was really surprised that Ellora, this money-grubbing old hag, was here. Not just that. Now that he had a chance to look around, he noticed many other named vampire NPCs filling the blood hall.

There was definitely a new influx of NPCs in this battle. The vampire side was sorely lacking in numbers, so right now, this was sweet, sweet good news to Damon. Any numbers could only improve their chances.

"What are you looking at, blood acolyte?" Ellora grinned.

"Someone threw a lot of money into the vampire coffers. Otherwise, none of these old bastards would be here. You fought hard. But you can rest now. A wyrm or two is nothing big. In fact, I have sent the word already. There are a few vampires I know who are looking for wyrm blood. Who would think such a rare beast would pop up in this remote corner of the world?"

Damon let out a shaky exhale. Around him, the Blood Hall surged with energy. Elders long absent from the frontlines barked orders and opened spell circles that shimmered with ancient glyphs. Warlocks and knights clad in deep crimson armor lined the hall’s balconies, peering out toward the chaos beyond the barrier.

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