SSS Awakening: Rebirth of the Strongest Vampire God novel Chapter 261

Chapter 261: Gateway to hell

Damon walked over to the specific tomb in a remote corner of the graveyard, and immediately, a system screen popped in front of him.

[Ding! You have discovered a new dungeon.]

[Ding! You have gained experience points.]

[Ding! All your gains inside the dungeon are increased by 50% for the first hour. There is a higher chance for more valuable loot to drop and rare events to trigger.]

Damon swiftly ignored the notifications and instead started looking around the tomb. The tomb itself was unremarkable with cracked stone slabs, moss creeping through the joints, and half-eroded inscriptions barely legible under the flickering light of Ellora’s conjured flame.

The statue of a forgotten noble loomed over the entrance, its face so worn by time that it looked more like a faceless wraith than a resting knight. Damon placed his palm on the statue’s base. "This is definitely the spot but where exactly did they find it?"

"My Lord, are we going to train in this dungeon?" Ellora slowly asked. The dungeon portal was giving a strong aura but to her, a top-tier geared up C-ranker, this was pretty much a walk in the park.

Damon didn’t respond immediately. His eyes narrowed as he crouched near the statue’s base and brushed away a layer of dirt and broken stone, revealing a faint rune, almost invisible unless you were looking for it.

"Not exactly," he murmured. "We’re not here to train. We’re here to awaken something."

Hearing him even Kaelthorn was curious.

"Ellora, can you activate this rune or something? What does this mean?"

The woman leaned forward, not missing the chance to flash her assets on Damon’s face and then observed the rune carefully. She then placed her finger on it and sent a pulse of mana in to it.

The next second a tile on the floor of the tomb moved, grinding stone against stone as a hidden staircase revealed itself, spiraling downward into pitch-black darkness. A gust of stale, ancient air whooshed up from below.

Damon grinned. There it was. "Alright, guys go down and take care of any small fry that comes your way. Bring back the treasure chest from the tomb without opening it."

Damon gave very specific instructions that the trio could not disobey from being bound to the system contract. This was because the treasure chest was no ordinary treasure chest.

Ellora, Kaelthorn and Riven nodded, though each with a different expression.

Ellora rolled her eyes playfully but moved forward without hesitation. "Fine, fine. No peeking. Even though I’m dying to know what’s inside."

Kaelthorn looked amused. He gave Damon a look that said if I want I will kill you and take whatever is inside.

Riven, on the other hand, looked mildly terrified. "Uh... right. Small fry. Sure. Hopefully nothing with too many teeth."

As the trio descended the spiraling stairs into the darkness, Damon remained above, standing beside the ancient statue with a thoughtful look. He hadn’t lied. This wasn’t a training run. The chest at the heart of this dungeon wasn’t some generic loot drop, it was a sealed relic.

Not any ordinary one. A legendary relic!

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