SSS Awakening: Rebirth of the Strongest Vampire God Chapter 689 One versus Six

"Alright. Wait two minutes for me. I'll attempt something and then provide you three with my response." The reasoning held up well, yet Damon needed to test it out personally first.

The notion wasn't overly bold on its own. His reluctance stemmed from the exactness it required. Dividing blood essence came easily. But molding it into various directed flows, each calibrated for a unique physique, each unlocking merely the secure pathways, proved far more challenging. Even so, the deeper he delved into the thought, the better the elements aligned. An attempt held real value. He shut his eyes and dispatched three threads of blood essence, directing one toward Kate, another to Lirae, and the last to Aurora.

To his surprise, the procedure turned out far less intricate than expected. He accessed their forms in the identical manner, and his mental power sufficed to examine all three simultaneously. Pulling back his blood essence, he nodded to the trio waiting nearby.

"Fine, enter now. I believe I can pull this off."

Damon shut his eyes once more to practice further, and upon hearing the water splashing, he reopened them to guide the three. But in the instant that followed, he froze solid.

Before him stood three additional stunning women, completely bare, without a single covering from head to foot. Blood nearly gushed from Damon's nostrils as his eyes roamed over Meria's alluring shape, Phoenix's full-bodied form, and Sylvara's refined, poised contours.

"I... you really didn't need to..." Damon stammered, mouth opening and closing. He swiftly averted his stare to Kate, Lirae, and Aurora, who appeared unconcerned. They focused on steadying their own forms.

Damon rubbed his head and chose to proceed. He would likely need to sense their bodies regardless, so backtracking seemed pointless. Clearing his throat, he launched yet another test, channeling his blood essence into each of their forms concurrently. Six threads of his blood essence surging into six separate bodies all at once!

Damon clenched his teeth. He had sorely misjudged the challenge, but he sensed he could manage. Perhaps by spending a few moments grasping their individual physiques upfront.

"I must touch slightly..." Damon explained with hesitation.

The rest showed no objection once more. Phoenix advanced first, her face utterly composed. Witnessing this, Damon eased up somewhat. If they felt fine, so did he.

He shifted to full focus as he softly laid his hands on Phoenix's chest. Closing his eyes, he began a gradual scan of her form, occasionally sending in blood threads and sensing her meridian currents along with her responses.

Unlike with Kate, Lirae, or Aurora, Phoenix's physique resisted the blood essence, forcing him to pivot to mana eventually. But beyond that, no troubles arose. His hands roamed freely across her entire body, probing every crevice and angle.

Upon finishing the scan and opening his eyes, a startling sight met him. Phoenix's composed demeanor had vanished, her gaze misty and damp. Her bosom rose and fell sharply, breaths coming in gasps. She quivered visibly from head to toe, thighs pressed tight.

Damon couldn't ignore the pulsing wetness between her legs. Damn? Had he overstepped? He had noticed her frame shake and quiver repeatedly under his touch, but attributed it to reactions from the foreign mana strands. He never imagined it would impact her so profoundly.

"I... umm... care to pause briefly? I still need to examine the others anyway."

To spare her more discomfort, he promptly turned his attention to Meira, whose cheeks flushed vividly. By chance, her frame also quivered faintly. "Yes... wish to keep going? I'll need to get somewhat close with you." Damon cautioned her.

Yet Meira firmly shook her head. "I... don't... mind..." She managed through stutters. Lips caught between her teeth, she stepped up and positioned herself in front of Damon.

"Alright. Beginning now." Damon strove to stay composed and avoid seeming lecherous, but his actions ultimately raised eyebrows. It required another hour for him to adapt to their forms, culminating in thorough probes and assessments of both Meira and Sylvara.

By the end, all three women lay in disarray, unraveling in his grasp with minimal effort on his part. Damon worked hard to disregard the situation and handle them with dignity.

Fortunately, the probing phase concluded. Now arrived the meridian-unlocking stage, where at least no fondling was necessary. Before long, he initiated the initial effort. He released three mana strands and three blood essence threads.

The focus demanded was total. Damon positioned himself amid the steaming basin, encircled by six divine women from diverse backgrounds, his thoughts operating like a rapid calculator. On his left, the blood-linked group of Kate, Lirae, and Aurora connected via his Blood Essence. On his right, the fresh arrivals Meira, Phoenix, and Sylvara linked through his Mana.

Handling dual energy forms across six varied body frameworks would probably melt another person's mind. Yet Damon persisted.

Blood essence streamed smoothly into Kate, Lirae, and Aurora, integrating into their systems as though it naturally fit. Their forms embraced it, purified it, reflected it back with an innate harmony that rendered guidance nearly automatic. Conversely, the mana flows nourishing Phoenix, Meira, and Sylvara needed ongoing tweaks. Their builds resisted gently, not aggressively, but strange, compelling Damon to fine-tune each respiration, each throb.

His jaw locked as perspiration gathered at his brow. Gradually. Precisely. But shortly, matters flowed more fluidly and steadily. Through repeated cycles of channeling his mana and blood essence within their forms, clarity emerged fully.

In mere moments, he pinpointed a congestion spot for each of the six concurrently. "Now!" Damon bellowed. The following instant, all six meridians burst wide.

The six women inhaled sharply in unison, stunned as fresh surges of power and vitality flooded their bodies anew. It felt like invisible bonds and restraints had bound them, with Damon shattering each one sequentially, liberating them all.

Phoenix wobbled, then regained balance, jaws set as mana repositioned within her with pinpoint accuracy. Meira's legs gave out entirely until Damon steadied and lifted her. Sylvara appeared utterly stunned.

Damon breathed out steadily, his frame finally loosening as he reclined against the rock. "...That's all for now," he rasped. "Rest up. We'll repeat this later." None disputed.

Indeed, the expressions they directed at him—bewildered, thankful, rattled—revealed their full grasp of the immense aid he had provided.

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