SSS Awakening: Rebirth of the Strongest Vampire God novel Chapter 281

Chapter 281: Who are you, little blooddrinker?

Damon dashed forward as he conjured a flaming crimson lance. At the same time, the other one did the exact same thing.

Two figures, identical in form, in power, in fury, clashed in the center of the poisonous mist like colliding stars. Their lances struck with an earsplitting crack, a shockwave tearing through the air as fire met fire and blood met blood. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

The force of their clash rippled outward, splitting the green fog and scorching the stone beneath their feet.

Damon spun, ducked a mirrored strike, then thrust his lance low, only for the doppelgänger to anticipate it, blocking perfectly. The clone grinned, mimicking his movements down to the twitch of his fingers.

It was like fighting someone who knew all his instincts before he could even act on them. "You think you’re in control," the doppelgänger sneered, lashing out with a blood-slick palm. "But you’ve already lost yourself. You are nothing but a puppet now, walking in the path already forged for you by someone else."

Damon grunted as he took the hit, skidding backward. The next moment, his body surged with power. He did not talk anymore. Talking was pointless when he could convey everything through his attacks.

However, it did not matter. The same power surged through his opponent. Every attack he threw toward the guy came right back at him. It was truly a hopeless situation. There was no possible way he could win.

Damon grinned. "Well, you can replicate me from a second ago, but can you replicate the me right now?"

A cold determination glinted in Damon’s eyes. "No," he growled. "You can’t. Because you’re a shadow. And I... I evolve."

He had been fighting for a while now, and there were several theories in his mind on how to improve himself and take his damage to the next level. If this was not the perfect chance to practise all of that, then what was?

Damon suddenly calmed down and there was no more hurry or rush in his moves. He slowly started with the blood attacks. Blood Manipulation. The new technique that he received. He only barely had a chance to use it.

Now he had more than enough time to tinker around with it. He used his past life experience and started conjuring one attack after another using blood manipulation.

He sent out blood energy blasts in all sorts of forms, and he tried to condense each one with maximum power, as much as he could muster.

Then he switched it up with his shadow skills. He conjured his shadow dagger and slashed at the doppleganger with it. He pushed his movement skills and his set of shadow support skills to the extreme, weaving in and out of the shadows.

Soon things started to change. The doppelganger tried to keep up, mimicking his blood whips and shadow steps, but it began to lag, even if only by a breath. That breath was all Damon needed.

He vanished into the shadows with Stalk, Shadowmeld, and Shadowstep. His movement became impossible to predict, and his attacks became erratic.

The clone was still reacting to the Damon from a moment ago, not the one slipping between dimensions of darkness right now.

"Let’s push further," Damon laughed from the shadows. His shadow clone emerged, and the next instant one other doppleganger sprang up, this time his shadow clone version. The gap between the real and fake only became bigger and bigger.

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