SSS Awakening: Rebirth of the Strongest Vampire God novel Chapter 589

Chapter 589: Found you

Damon blinked. "Just a deal?"

"Master..." Xira smiled. "No one refuses the Umbra’s Hand. Not kings. Not clans. Not beasts. If they set their eyes on something, they take it. Suppose someone says no, that person dies. Entire civilizations have vanished over a single disagreement."

Damon stared at her, silent.

"Do you know what exactly that artifact was?"

Xira shook her head. "I am sorry, Master. I only know the rumors. I do not have any concrete information on the artifact itself. All I know is... ever since then, the Umbra’s hand had always hunted the elves. The elves have been hiding, holed up somewhere in the Great Western Desert, protected only by the remnants of their old mana wells and what was left of their high-born’s strength."

Damon listened intently. The Blood Gate pulsed behind them, crimson energy swirling like a hungry vortex. He thought he was going to face Erelion and probably some trap the elf had set up for him, but the chances were he was going to face the entire elven clan instead.

It did not matter. The plan was still the same. Poison the shit out of everything and bring Lirae back home. Dismissing the three, Damon signaled green eyes and Kaelthorn to follow him. "Let’s go." The three of them then stepped into the Blood Gate portal. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

The crimson vortex swallowed them whole, and when they stepped out on the other side, the hot desert winds greeted them. The elven slave girl immediately winced, not liking the place. Damon looked around, and there was only sand everywhere.

Lirae had mentioned a cave to him earlier, but there was no cave in sight.

Damon narrowed his eyes, letting the wind whip past his face as the overwhelming monotony of the desert stretched endlessly around them. No cave. No shade. No mana signatures. Just blistering heat and dunes rolling like waves frozen in time.

"Strange. The coordinates were precise. There should be something here." Damon then smiled and crouched down to touch the desert sands. "Of course. Erelion wouldn’t leave an entrance lying out in the open."

He extended his senses outward, brushing the desert with his Primordial Senses. Almost immediately, he caught something beneath the ground a few miles from where they were standing. A high-level concealment array was hiding something.

"There you are," Damon smirked. He commanded the sands to shift and the ground to quake. The next second, a massive cavern mouth appeared.

Damon stood, dusting sand off his hands. "Well. Found the cave." Before he could take another step, the elf himself unexpectedly jumped up from the ground, the sand closing back in after him.

"Stop right there, bloodsucker. You are not welcome here. You have no business being here. The threads of fate that joined us ended back there in the royal palace. You should not have come here." Erelion’s face was cold and ruthless, and he definitely meant what he said.

Power surged in his arms as a warning. A sword appeared in his hands. A sword that had a slight golden tinge to it. No doubt a weapon of at least Epic-grade. Clearly, meant to intimidate the opponent.

Damon only smiled. "Everything is fine, but you have my fiancé. See, I cannot leave without her. What kind of man would I be if I allowed my wife to suffer even more than she already has? I am late as it is."

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