SSS Awakening: Rebirth of the Strongest Vampire God novel Chapter 562

Chapter 562: Fairy King’s tomb

Damon once again found himself in the fairy dungeon space with the pale blue trees all around him. He was back in the sealed core region, except now there were cracks and fissures everywhere.

Strong pulses of mana rippled here and there. The dungeon itself suddenly felt unstable.

Damon blinked several times, his vision still warped from whatever he’d just witnessed or survived. The memory of those eyes lingered like a burn etched into his soul.

His breathing was ragged, and his mana was fluctuating uncontrollably. He stumbled forward, steadying himself against a cracked trunk.

Damon was utterly exhausted, and he was sure his brain had melted or something, but the chaos around him was much more pressing. "Damn it. This thing is going to explode or something. I don’t have much time. Where the hell is that tomb?"

The ground answered him with a low, rumbling groan. The entire dungeon was falling apart. Mana surged wildly through the air, spiraling into small tempests that bent space itself. Trees splintered into shards of crystal and ash, dissolving into motes of light that drifted upward like dying fireflies.

Damon squinted through the chaos, scanning the horizon. Nothing was visible. He unleashed his primordial senses without hesitation. Then he sensed it. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

Buried deep in the collapsing terrain, a few miles ahead of him was the Fairy King’s Tomb.

Damon kicked off the ground, shadows rippling under his feet. His movement blurred as he raced toward the tomb’s direction, every step sending cracks rippling across the ground. Then he saw it.

The tomb’s entrance was no longer a sealed monolith of fairy stone. It had ruptured open, revealing a staircase of glass-like crystal descending into an abyss of shimmering light. From within, faint whispers echoed.

Damon knew it. This whole thing was going to be one big trippy mess.

He stopped at the edge of the staircase, the eerie glow from below casting fractured patterns across his face. Each whisper that drifted up felt like it was speaking directly into his mind, soft, melodic, and maddeningly familiar.

It wasn’t one voice but a chorus, layered and distorted, overlapping between pain, worship, and something dangerously close to laughter. He heard his mother, his brother, Kate, Erin, and even the new girl, Alzara.

"Yeah," Damon muttered, exhaling sharply, "definitely trippy."

The air around the entrance shimmered like liquid glass, bending reality in slow, undulating waves. Every few seconds, the staircase itself seemed to shift, sometimes spiraling downward into infinity, sometimes splitting into countless mirrored paths that vanished into light.

The space wasn’t stable. It wasn’t even pretending to follow the laws of nature anymore.

Damon immediately activated his primordial senses again. Doing this would drain him a great deal, but he didn’t care. He definitely did not have the time to play these games at the moment. He needed to cut straight through the bullshit and fast.

His mental strain deepened as he tried to focus and pay attention to the real reality around him. For a moment, nothing changed, but then he saw it.

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