SSS Awakening: Rebirth of the Strongest Vampire God Chapter 700 New Skills

Besides the pair of skills he'd already covered, Damon snagged a handful of additional abilities that were equally fascinating and dubious in nature.

[Crimson Edict: Allows the user to issue a blood-bound command to all beings with active blood circulation within range. Targets of lower blood purity or weaker will instinctively obey, experiencing overwhelming pressure to comply. Stronger targets suffer hesitation, mana disruption, or forced blood agitation. The skill scales with bloodline dominance.]

This ability served as a form of crowd control over minds, proving useful in certain scenarios. In the worst case, it could daze or throw off more powerful adversaries. The bonus of it growing stronger alongside his bloodline made it even more appealing.

Next, Damon turned his attention to the following skill.

[Blood Rebirth: If slain within a blood-rich environment, the user may reconstruct their body from ambient blood mist once. The skill restores body and bloodline integrity. The resurrection causes severe stat and soul penalties.]

Damon felt a surge of excitement over this particular skill as well. Surrounded by formidable enemies, he required something like this to handle unforeseen dangers. Sure, his blood clone offered a backup option in such crises. Yet this added a second foolproof way to evade death.

Even better, he could pair these with yet another fresh ability he'd unlocked.

[Blood shapeshift: Allows the user to freely restructure their physical form using blood essence as the medium. The body may be reshaped, compressed, dispersed, or reconfigured into alternate biological or semi-biological forms while retaining core abilities and bloodline authority. The user may imitate creatures they have consumed blood from or design adaptive forms on the fly.]

Altering his form physically might not boost his combat edge much, but it opened up numerous tactical possibilities. Basically, he could don the appearance of anyone whose blood he'd tasted so far. By masking his presence, he might slip into light faction outposts and eavesdrop on the major guilds.

That said, the real value lay in transforming into something insignificant. Whenever he triggered Blood Rebirth or swapped in his blood clone, he could morph into a lowly form and trick foes into thinking he'd met his end for real.

Damon hoped no one would corner him that badly, but such a twist could still unfold. Lastly, one more skill had come his way.

[Blood Thrall: Allows the user to bind a target through blood, branding them as a blood-bound thrall. Thralls retain their original personality and intelligence but instinctively recognize the user as their absolute superior and god. The strength of control scales with bloodline dominance.]

Rather than erasing the mind completely or reducing the target to a brainless drone, this skill reshaped their sense of order, elevating Damon to the pinnacle of the thrall's innate loyalties, beyond mere allegiance.

Provided his soul and bloodline could handle the strain, Damon had the potential to forge several thralls. He might build an army of elite fighters, leaders, and undercover agents buried in rival groups. Should a thrall fall in battle, their recollections and insights would flow back to him via the link right before it broke.

The lone downside involved a slim risk of betrayal if the thrall somehow built up greater mental resilience in secret. However, with his own psychic power on the rise, Damon wouldn't fret over such issues, particularly when binding lesser thralls.

"…That explains a lot about ancient vampire empires," Damon muttered. The ability carried some shady undertones for sure, though Damon wasn't overly troubled by that aspect.

All these powers were crafted for unfair battles, designed to seize control, enforce supremacy, and endure in brutal realms—tools born from those who braced for treachery, world-ending conflicts, and divine foes.

When clashing with damn gods, no holds were barred!

Damon shut his eyes and delved deeper into his self-assessment. Beyond these fresh abilities, his prior blood-based skills had received substantial enhancements too. Because of that, he sensed he was nearing a breakthrough on recovering his lost attribute points. Should he crack this puzzle prior to the Golden Throne event, it could hand him a massive edge.

He tinkered with it briefly, yet progress stalled. More practice in blood handling was essential. Pushing for a solution in the coming hours was pointless. He set it aside and mulled over the optimal way to spend the remaining time before the big moment.

Damon summoned his system interface for a quick look. Unsurprisingly, his controlled territories hadn't shifted. The B-rank pursuer who'd trailed him evidently lacked interest in dealing with the tainted zones.

These areas wouldn't stay in his grasp forever, but for the immediate days ahead, they ought to hold steady as his own, even sans any guards from his side.

With that stability assured, he pondered his prime focus for peak gains right now. Returning to the wilds seemed wise, this round aiming at a different outpost—perhaps the demon one or the human base—to farm experience and elevate more of his abilities' potency.

Such a move would yield concrete gains and sharply boost his showing in the upcoming trial. Plus, he'd snag extra details on the event proper, knowledge others likely possessed while he remained in the dark.

Truth be told, it went beyond just this occasion. Damon craved broader intel on the chaos swirling nearby. Besides beasts stalking him in the virtual realm, dormant threats lurked in reality, ready to pounce.

Artimius, Sylvara's grandfather, had shared some clues on the matter, but the elder might miss plenty of details. Conducting his own reconnaissance was the smart play.

His latest skills equipped him perfectly for that task. The hitch was his detectable aura. Then it hit him—an overlooked item he'd yet to examine.

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