SSS Awakening: Rebirth of the Strongest Vampire God Chapter 703 Back in the light faction

Damon instructed Kate and Ellora to assist the trio in adjusting to their fresh race and transformed forms. Although eager to discover the enhancements they gained, he chose to review those specifics afterward. At the moment, more pressing matters demanded his focus.

He didn't hang around for long and swiftly donned the mask before activating a Blood Gate leading directly to the edges of Niera City. Such a feat had been out of reach earlier, yet the influx of vampiric blood he'd ingested had elevated his Blood Gate ability several levels.

This enhanced technique now transported him effortlessly across the two continents, bypassing the enormous sea with ease. Damon sensed he was just a handful of upgrades from jumping between wholly separate realms, though reaching that point would require time. In the meantime, he felt quite pleased with the advancement. Upon reaching Niera City's periphery, Damon first examined his link to the blood avatar. Astonishingly, the blood avatar persisted without trouble, and sustaining the bond cost him minimal effort.

A slight toll on his mental stamina was present, yet it posed no real problem. Next, Damon verified whether the blood avatar retained its capacity to draw in blood essence and pull out skills, affinities, and stars through ingestion.

The operation proceeded flawlessly once more. Finally, he experimented with various skills, and they functioned perfectly too. Overall, whether he oversaw it or not, the blood avatar stood ready to gather resources on his behalf.

A grin spread across Damon's face. This breakthrough was monumental. Effectively, his available time had doubled now. Such a change would propel his growth into another surge of rapid advancement. In the limited hours ahead, he could accomplish far more feats.

Throughout his life, time remained his biggest hurdle. Regardless of his talent or ferocity, days held only a fixed number of hours and locations he could occupy simultaneously. That barrier had vanished. As one version of him traversed the Light-faction continent donning the Nameless King's mask, the duplicate toiled away, slaying foes, advancing, and reaping strength in distant areas. It couldn't be more ideal.

Refusing to delay, Damon promptly morphed into an ordinary, unnamed player. He then raced at full pace toward the closest Light Faction city. The moment had come to experiment with additional features and gauge the mask's true potency.

Among the nearest light faction settlements stood Aurelion.

Towering white barriers emerged from the flatlands, reinforced by protective arrays, vigilant watchtowers, and glowing banners whipping about in the breeze. Typically, patrols kept light in the city, but given the recent chaos—all sparked by Damon himself—guards swarmed everywhere.

Even so, Damon slipped past the massive entrance and entered the city without drawing notice. Nobody spared him more than a fleeting look.

"...Beautiful," Damon whispered.

Soon, he reached the inner gates of the city. Beneath a detection array meant to unravel masks, deceptions, and aura concealments, two shining guards posted watch. Damon halted briefly before striding ahead confidently.

In an instant, he cleared the checkpoint with no one batting an eye. He advanced steadily, clad in the guise of an utterly unremarkable player. The array glowed faintly. Then... it reacted not at all. The guards motioned him onward silently.

Within the walls, daily activities thrived. Recruiters from guilds bellowed promotions, vendors peddled equipment and supplies, while explorers debated paths through dungeons and shares from raids. Normalcy reigned supreme.

Naturally, the buzz centered on Blood God and Blood Domain!

Players lingering in the light faction appeared deeply uncertain about their choices. Many teetered on the edge of defecting to the dark side. Conversations largely revolved around events in the demon territories.

A wry smile crossed Damon's lips. He'd anticipated his strategy's impact, but its potency exceeded expectations. Positively, the light faction boasted more females than males these days. Though fewer players overall crowded the streets, women strolled freely, free from constant unwanted advances.

Damon let out a soft laugh and accessed the world chat for updates. Quickly, he pinpointed the Northern Frontier guild's updated headquarters in Evergreen City, distant from the abyssal and vampiric threats.

He rested idly against a stone column by the central square, blending seamlessly as just another idle player scanning chats and maps. No eyes turned his way. The Nameless Veil cloaked him flawlessly. Not even a hint of his essence or aura escaped.

"Alright. Time to take things to the next level and truly test if this thing works." Damon lacked spare moments. Thus, he had to proceed via a particular method, one laden with dangers. Ultimately, discovery didn't faze him much. Provided they couldn't link him to Blood God, he'd remain secure.

After briefly reviewing his rough outline of a plan—if it merited the name—Damon made for the city's teleportation hubs. He handed over the needed gold coin and chose Evergreen City. Instantly, a vivid rune ignited, and he positioned himself upon it.

Briefly, it seemed exposure loomed, but the mask endured solidly. He emerged unscathed on the far end of the portal, his disguise and aura intact. Flashing a wide grin, he exited the teleportation area.

In contrast to the earlier settlement, Evergreen City retained a lively throng. Few locals had shifted to the dark faction here. Damon smirked. He'd foreseen as much. Quietly, his form melted into the masses.