SSS Awakening: Rebirth of the Strongest Vampire God novel Chapter 132

Chapter 132: Slaughter

[Frost Orc Warlord, Level 71]

Damon gritted his teeth as he was unexpectedly pushed back by the massive orcs. The moment he attacked, each of them formed a layer of icy armor on top of their normal armor, and some even had icy spikes protruding from them.

The orcs’ icy armor glistened like crystalline blades, reflecting the dying embers of the bonfire in a harsh, mesmerizing glow. Damon’s smile only widened as he felt the cold bite at his face, his blood pumping with a savage thrill.

If he were not careful, he would have already been impaled several times and sent to the graveyard. "These guys are going to be tricky." He smiled as he geared up his attack power.

The frost orc warlord let out a roar that shook the ground. The snow itself seemed to obey its command, swirling into a jagged, freezing maelstrom around its massive form. More than three of them surrounded Damon and lunged forward with crystalline spears in their hand.

Chains erupted from the ground, holding Damon in place, and in a moment, he was going to get skewered from all directions.

However, in the blink of an eye, everything changed. No one was here except for their group of three, and there was no need for Damon to hold back.

A sizzling, red-hot, crimson fire lance appeared in his hand the next moment, forged from the combined power of blood and fire. The lance’s heat carved steam into the frozen air, the light reflecting in his eyes like twin infernos.

"Nice try," Damon shouted. With a flick of his wrist, the fire lance spun in a deadly arc, slicing through the ice chains as if they were paper. The chains shattered, sending shards of frost flying.

Before the frost warlords could respond, Damon lunged forward, the crimson lance thrusting straight through the chest of the closest frost orc warlord, the searing heat and blood magic combining in a devastating explosion of steam and gore.

The orc let out a strangled cry as the fire spread, melting the icy armor and scorching the creature’s hide beneath. Damon yanked the lance free, the tip still glowing with a deep red hue. He then followed it up with a series of quick thrusts while dodging the punches from the nearby one.

The numbers did not matter and his movements were a lot faster, combined with shadow step. When the frost warlord’s health dropped dangerous low, he teleported away from the group. Finally, the first frost warlord fell.

Damon tossed the corpse after completely absorbing the blood essence. "One down," he muttered, his gaze now fixated on the others.

[Ding! You have successfully extracted the Frost Orc Warlord bloodline.]

[Ding! You have gained +3 Ice Elemental Affinity]

The frost warlords roared with fire in their eyes and started charging towards Damon and throwing ice spears at him annoyed that he was planning to escape. However, to their shock Damon jumped right back into the frey.