SSS Awakening: Rebirth of the Strongest Vampire God Chapter 670 Goodbye Light Faction

Mentions of a demon city or town usually evoke images of a desolate, grim landscape. One visualizes jagged spires, craggy rocks, and rivers of bubbling molten lava filled with the souls of the damned. People expect fire erupting from every crack and a heavy sky choked with sulfur and thick smoke.

Consequently, when a lone wanderer submitted the initial report regarding a small demon settlement, nobody anticipated anything remarkable. Players only tuned in to see if a Field Boss was patrolling the area, if rare mobs had spawned, or if high-level crafting materials and exotic herbs were available. Some hoped for a secret dungeon, but the majority expected nothing more than standard demonic cruelty.

However…

The collective sanity of the entire playerbase crumbled the moment the first video clip was shared.

The footage began with a man—a standard mid-tier player from the Blood Domain—wearing a grin so intense it looked painful. His face was flushed red and his eyes sparkled with pure bliss. The camera trembled with his every breath, as if he were fighting the urge to scream in sheer ecstasy.

What was the cause?

He was squeezed tightly between two demonesses, both of whom were stunningly beautiful, curvy, and dressed in incredibly provocative clothing. They appeared as if they had been plucked directly from the pages of a teenager's forbidden fantasy novel.

As one demoness draped her arm over his shoulder and pulled him against her, the player’s smile widened. The other ran a clawed finger under his chin, causing him to let out a high-pitched squeak. In the background, soft, romantic demonic lute music played.

The chat logs beneath the video immediately erupted.

"What the..."

"There is no way this is a demon town???"

"Why are they so hot??? Who gave this the green light??? Is he at a brothel or something?"

Before anyone could process the shock, a second video was uploaded.

It featured the same player and the same demon women, but a different... activity. This time, he wasn't just standing there.

He was openly and shamelessly fondling them both, looking like a man who had simultaneously discovered the meaning of existence, the source of magic, and true enlightenment. The demon women giggled breathily, clearly amused and encouraging his behavior.

The video title was written in bold, golden letters: "What 1 gold coin can get you!"

World Chat exploded with such intensity that every single player seemed to be typing at once.

"One gold? Just one??? That costs less than a basic health potion."

"I hate this game. I love this game. I'm so confused."

"Why did I choose the Light Faction???"

"We deal with taxes and hideous NPC mayors, while they get demon waifus for a single gold coin???"

"I'm switching factions right now."

Even the leaders of major guilds lost their cool.

One asked with a trembling voice, "Is... is this even legal?"

Another whispered, "We are out here fighting for our cities while they're... doing that?"

That was merely the beginning. After the first video gained traction, the lucky player used his newfound fame to upload a series of clips. In the following video, the two demonesses were practically nude. In the one after that, they were shown kneeling with their mouths open. Another video displayed them bent over, showcasing various things.

Yet another clip showed them licking liquids that had been splashed over their bodies. They stared directly into the camera, completely indifferent to being watched. It was as if they were professional stars filming a scene.

Since the game chat lacked censorship, these videos were accessible to everyone, fueling a fire of intense jealousy across the server.

The madness didn't stop with those two; the lucky man eventually moved on to two new women who were even more seductive. Naturally, a new wave of videos followed.

Realizing the internet had named him the temporary king of degenerates, he milked the fame for all it was worth. He posted more and more footage.

There were sensual dances, suggestive poses, and lap-sitting. They whispered in his ear. One demoness even gave his neck a light bite, causing every watching player to scream internally with envy, frustration, and existential dread.

Every male player began demanding the coordinates to the demon town. Players in the Light Faction were losing their minds, and those in the Dark Faction weren't faring much better.

"What kind of dark magic did he use to get this lucky??? Why do the demon NPCs look so into it???"

"Bro, give us the coordinates. DROP. THE. COORDINATES."

"Is this a specific questline? Can I gain reputation for this???"

"Is there a limit to the harem? Asking for research purposes."

"Can we capture these women and bind them?"

"I'm a Warlock. I should be able to summon women like this, right?"

"What about slaves? Can we purchase them? Is there a limit? Is everything allowed in the Dark Faction? Are there no laws at all?"

A top Guild Master grumbled, "Our economy has crashed, three major cities have fallen, the world is in chaos... and this degenerate is posting demon nudes?! What is going on??"

Mostly, however, a single thought echoed through everyone's mind: "I chose the wrong faction..."

Meanwhile...

Within the Blood Domain, the degeneracy spread like a wildfire. Every player who could move sprinted toward the teleportation hub for the demon town. People were shoving and trampling one another; some were even weeping with pure determination.

Even the spies who had been sent to infiltrate the Blood Domain for intelligence abandoned their missions.

"Forget the sabotage, I'm actually joining this guild."

"No way I'm reporting this back to my guild. Screw them. I'm staying here."

"I'm going to marry a demon woman. Goodbye, Light Faction."

The situation escalated as more players reached various demon towns. Videos of public orgies and taverns packed with seductive demonesses were uploaded incessantly.

One player livestreamed a "Demon Welcome Ritual," which featured twenty demon men and women dragging newcomers into a massive ritual circle glowing with purple flames. They danced, they chanted, and they performed... certain acts.

This was the final straw. It seemed as though the players finally decided to stop watching and take action.

Once again, the Blood Domain was flooded with an endless stream of applications.