SSS Awakening: Rebirth of the Strongest Vampire God novel Chapter 557

Chapter 557: Running from me already?

Alzara froze. The tiny creature gleamed like carved obsidian, its stinger dripping with faint violet light. Galato grinned wider, the veins on his neck bulging as he stroked the creature with a perverse fondness.

"This little beauty is called a Soul Widow." His tone dripped with mockery. "One sting, and your mana veins dissolve while your body stays alive. You will become a crippled mortal woman and succumb to torturous pain every single day."

"Oh... nothing turns me on as much as pain does. My sweet princess. Come, let’s go to my pleasure palace. There are many women like you there. All are enjoying my bond of pain every day. You will become one of mine and live forever serving me."

"Oh, make sure you satisfy me. Otherwise, I will throw you to the outer sect members. There are millions of them, and they won’t let off a beauty like you easily. Even if you want to die, it won’t be possible. Many of them are talented healers." He laughed. "They will heal you over and over and rape you until you bleed to death."

Alzara’s trembling stopped. Even after hearing all the vicious words, only a look of indifference covered her beautiful face. She spat at him without uttering a word.

The glob of spit landed squarely on Galato’s cheek, sliding down the side of his face and dripping onto his collar.

Then the man’s expression twisted, fury, disbelief, humiliation all colliding into something feral. "You dare? You dare defy me? Your master? You filthy whore!"

Alzara’s gaze didn’t waver. Her golden eyes, once trembling with fear, now glowed with cold defiance. "I’ve met monsters before," she said softly. "But you... You are not even worthy of that word. You are filth that learned to speak."

Galato’s composure snapped. The Soul Widow writhed in his palm as his aura exploded outward, the ground beneath him cracking. "You think your little tricks can save you again, witch?!" He raised his hand, ready to strike, his killing intent suffocating.

But before the stinger could fall, a blood tendril silently appeared and grabbed the small scorpion. It then crushed it and absorbed the small beast’s blood essence, all in the blink of an eye.

"That is an interesting little beast." Damon clicked his tongue in disappointment. He was hoping for a soul attack or something interesting, but he did not really get any specific skill from the scorpion. "Do you know where I can find more of that?" He asked casually, appearing right behind Galato.

At the same time, his shadow clone appeared behind Nara, and several burning crimson lances materialized all around them.

Galato froze. His pupils contracted to pinpricks, his entire body locking up as the air itself thickened with bloodlust. A heartbeat later, the crushed remains of the Soul Widow dripped between Damon’s fingers like black tar, dissolving into crimson mist.

"How..." Galato never finished the question. Damon’s hand shot forward, piercing straight through his shoulder and out the other side, the force so precise that not a drop of blood hit the ground.

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