SSS Awakening: Rebirth of the Strongest Vampire God Chapter 695 I was just warming up

The Divine Hurricane surged outward with ferocious intensity, making the Forest of Doom appear to draw back in fear while ripping the atmosphere to shreds. Massive trees were torn from their roots and crushed in the swirling chaos, their thick trunks splintered into tiny fragments long before they could crash down.

Beneath the werevampires' feet, the blood-red sigils pulsed erratically as the divine wind and lightning ripped apart their ranks. For the first time ever, the flawless harmony of the pack began to break apart.

Like heavenly executioners, the wind blades screamed through the air, slicing into flesh that had seemed invincible just seconds before. Bolts of lightning leaped from one foe to another, weaving through their blood auras and transforming their biggest asset into a deadly weakness. Each impact exploded internally, where divine energy collided fiercely with the tainted blood essence. The werevampires let out agonized cries. Damon possessed better stats and techniques than any single one, but together, they amplified one another and reached a higher tier. Yet against this pure divine force crashing down at blinding speed, enhanced by whipping winds, they had no choice but to endure the brutal fallout.

At the same moment, Damon summoned the Burning Lance into his grip and jabbed it swiftly to both sides. Lashes of shadow and lightning struck out like vicious whips. Holding nothing back and unconcerned about revealing his hidden abilities, Damon unleashed everything, experimenting with instinctive combo strikes that flowed naturally.

Thanks to his flawless physique, Damon battled on despite the heavy mana weighing down the area, drawing from vast reserves that the werevampires simply couldn't rival. Gradually, his blows began to land true, tearing into them one by one.

He absorbed their mighty blows with a wide, triumphant smile and retaliated with matching fury. A savage claw crashed against his side, the force ringing out like a massive gong. Damon chuckled while skidding back across the disturbed soil, his feet gouging parallel furrows. As the werevampires moved to press the advantage, he spun his body and rammed his elbow ahead, channeling blood and lightning in unison. The riposte shattered the beast's ribcage and hurled it tumbling into the raging hurricane, where repeated strikes battered it before flinging it away like discarded cloth. Damon materialized directly behind to deliver the killing blow.

Yet another descended from overhead. Damon never glanced up. A spike of shadow burst from the earth, skewering it in mid-air. He chased it with a thrust from the Burning Lance that pierced straight through two additional foes in a line.

At last, their numbers began to thin out. The pack leader struggled to regain command. The blood sigils ignited once more. The surviving werevampires rallied in a frantic, do-or-die charge, their claws, teeth, blood shapes, and murderous rage all converging on Damon in one unified onslaught.

But that wasn't sufficient to bring him down. Damon kept pace with their velocity and might, driving himself harder with each passing second. His thoughts raced with astonishing speed and crystal-clear focus. He shifted toward battling on pure reflex over calculation, which sharpened his responses even further.

Though all his skills and affinities had been taken except for the blood energy, they were gradually integrating into him fully, including the divine energy. Damon fought at his absolute best, sensing he could sustain this indefinitely. Nothing compared to the thrill of overwhelming them with raw dominance. His wild laughter echoed amid the roars as the massacre pressed on.

The battle neared its end. The merged domain proved incredibly potent, surpassing any trial Damon had faced before, yet it carried inherent flaws too. In the midst of the swirling mist and ruin, Damon finally locked eyes on the pack leader and shifted his focus to the enormous monstrosity.

The werevampire commander growled deeply and drained strength from the leftover pack, their forms trembling as blood essence flowed into him. His body swelled further, sinews twisting hideously while the runic marks on his skin glowed like searing irons. The combined domain contracted sharply, centering on him to form a savage, pinpoint arena designed for one lethal strike. "You are strong, bloodsucker. Strong enough to be worthy prey." The abomination snarled.

Damon advanced steadily amid the barrage of claw swipes and blood constructs, as casually as strolling in a light drizzle. His laughter died down, giving way to serenity. "I was just warming up."

The pack leader pounced. The earth shattered under his feet as he closed the gap in a flash, claws targeting Damon's neck directly, with blood constructs twisting after him like deadly shackles. Damon stood his ground without evading.

He confronted the rush directly. His blood essence erupted forward, slamming into the werevampire's domain like waves battering a barrier. Damon seized the oncoming claws with his hands alone. The collision unleashed tremors that ravaged the forest, toppling the few trees still upright.

For an instant, they grappled evenly. The pack leader's eyes bulged in shock. "Impossible! How could you possibly match my power!"

Damon pressed closer, his grin stretching broadly. "Your formation is impressive. Your coordination too. I hope you can drop some interesting skills when I devour you."

He wrenched hard. With savage force, Damon tore off one of the abomination's limbs entirely and swung the motion to slam his knee into its torso. The strike buckled the bones inside. He kept going without pause. His form blurred into a crimson blur as he hammered the werevampire commander relentlessly. Shadow and blood merged around his limb, infused with divine energy. The Burning Lance reshaped itself, thicker than before, its point sparking with lightning and blazing with infernal flames.

Damon drove it ahead, the lance spearing through the pack leader's torso and nailing him to the dirt. Divine flames burst forth within, raging against the foul blood essence and the trapped ancient soul.

The abomination howled in torment. Damon pressed on, pounding down on the abomination over and over until its vitality fully ebbed away.

The linked formation shattered explosively. The other werevampires halted abruptly as the recoil ravaged their spirits and frames. Veins ruptured. Auras crumbled. Many fell lifeless on the spot, withered into empty shells.

The pack leader's hulking form thrashed wildly under Damon, the runic scars on its blood-soaked hide flashing once more before splintering open and oozing thick blood.