SSS Awakening: Rebirth of the Strongest Vampire God novel Chapter 391

Chapter 391: Let’s finish what we started

In front of them was a collapsed marketplace, or what little remained of it. Once it must have been a bustling square filled with vendors, shouting traders, and laughing children, but now it was nothing more than a graveyard of shattered stalls and overturned wagons half-buried in ichor. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

To make things even messier, there were also some odd trees with black-colored leaves. The trees jutted out unnaturally from the cracked cobblestones, their roots splitting the stone like brittle parchment. Their bark was a sickly gray, and their black leaves dripped a tar-like sap that hissed when it touched the ground.

There was also something else that was odd. Damon noticed that for a while now, there were no creatures of the abyss flying at him, wanting to rip him apart. This was odd considering the fact that this place usually teemed with spawn, the Abyss vomiting out wave after wave without pause.

For there to be silence here, for the fog to hang still, something had claimed this ground. Not one of the frenzied battlethirsty minions, but something stronger.

Damon slowed his pace, crimson eyes narrowing as he scanned the ruined marketplace. He glanced at Magicaa, who stood trembling, sweat beading his brow as though the trees themselves were staring back. "So this is where they’re hiding?" Damon asked. "Or did you lead me right into some kind of trap?"

Magicaa immediately started shaking. "No. No. Please believe me. Don’t kill me again. I swear on my grandmother. This is where everyone is hiding. At least when I was there with them, this is where they were. Please. Don’t kill me again."

Damon’s crimson gaze lingered on the mage, unblinking, like a predator weighing whether to snap its prey’s neck now or later. The man’s panic reeked of sincerity, though Damon had long since stopped trusting words at face value.

Still, the fear rolling off Magicaa was almost pathetic, too desperate, too broken to be anything but true.

"Relax," he said as he sent a needle that finished the job, and he sucked the blood essence from the guy one more time. "I believe you." Damon smiled as he watched the light go out of the guy’s eyes. "That’s exactly why I do not have any more use for you."

Magicaa’s body collapsed like a puppet with its strings cut, dissolving into the familiar motes of forced respawn light. The jagged monolith pulsed again in the distance, already preparing to drag him back into another cycle of torment.

Damon chuckled as he looked around. "See you in five minutes, sunshine."

He only barely finished his meal when, all of a sudden, a growl sounded somewhere in the distance. The next moment, it sounded a lot closer to him and rattled through the broken market like a thunderclap. Damon straightened slowly. Something was coming for him, and it was fast.

For a moment, everything was silent, and then it happened. A loud, enraged roar blared and shook the entire plaza, rattling the shattered wagons and sending flakes of ichor dripping from the black-leafed trees. Before Damon could see what it was, a roar of black fire came at him.

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