SSS Awakening: Rebirth of the Strongest Vampire God Chapter 667 I never say no

"Summon the treasurer! No, get every wealthy player we have! Empty the guild vault immediately! Liquidate our entire inventory! We need massive funds right now!!! How much can we offer? If we can somehow reclaim our city, we’ll have an edge over everyone else!"

"What is wrong with you? Are you a total moron? The guy is clearly bluffing! There is no way a single player can siege this many cities at once. Nobody needs to pay a single cent. Let that idiot rot in hell for all I care!"

"Screw you, Blood God! You aren't intimidating anyone! Do you think NPCs are some kind of joke?" "I'm currently in Thunder City, you little bitch. Show up here if you've got the guts. I'll be waiting for you with a massive stash of mana grenades! How do you like that? You think you're the only one who can exploit this game? Let's see how you handle my mana grenades!"

"Mana grenades? What the hell are you even talking about? You're an idiot. Shut the hell up. To hell with you and your mother! Why would you reveal the name of our city? We're finished now. He's going to come for us, I can feel it."

"You're the moron here! Do you have any idea how destructive mana grenades are? I've unlocked a hidden class, bitch. My babies are going to blow that bastard's face right off. To hell with him and his poison. Nobody stands a chance against my beautiful mana grenades! Thunder City is the place! I'm right here, mofo! Come get some!"

"Are you serious? Is he still talking? Can someone please make this loser shut up!"

"Screw you."

"Screw you, you brainless shit. Shut up. Just shut up."

"Why should I be quiet? My mana grenades are incredible! You people don't know the difference between heaven and earth. You know what? I'll do everyone a favor. I'm selling mana grenades to anyone who wants them! Just 10 gold coins each. Come and get them. Everyone, head to Thunder City!"

"Shut up! Shut up!"

"Relax. I doubt the Blood God is petty enough to waste his time on a single clown like this. Just let that idiot babble. Where did this guy even come from?"

"Ha ha ha ha! Just imagine if the Blood God actually showed up in Thunder City…"

"I'm telling you, come to Thunder City, Blood God! I'll shove a grenade right up your &^$&($!"

"Brother, PLEASE stop. I’m begging you."

"Can someone please zip-tie this idiot's keyboard?"

"If we lose everything because of this clown, I’m uninstalling the game."

"Thunder City will never fall! I have my mana grenades!!"

"Be quiet! Your stupid mana grenades can't even take down a wild boar properly!"

"Hey! That boar was definitely cheating!"

"Oh. My. God."

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Laughing at the unfolding madness, Damon hovered above the toxic remains of Skyfall, his blood-red wings unfurled in a magnificent display. He checked the World Chat and grinned. It appeared his next stop had already been decided for him.

"So, Thunder City it is…" he whispered. Damon’s smirk grew wider. These fools truly didn't understand his nature. He didn't need to bluff or resort to threats. Negotiation wasn't necessary. If they provided a destination... he would simply arrive.

He realized he couldn't maintain this pace forever, but there was nothing stopping him from crushing a few more cities before the major powers decided to intervene.

He gazed toward the horizon, looking in the direction of Thunder City—a place still untouched by his venom, bustling with life and activity.

"Well," Damon said quietly, stretching his fingers as poisonous mist coiled around him like serpents, "it would be rude of me to decline such a passionate invitation." A Blood Gate materialized before him, and he vanished instantly.

While Damon traveled toward Thunder City, its inhabitants remained blissfully ignorant of the disaster heading their way. They were occupied with standard player activities—clearing dungeons, trading in the markets, fishing, and interacting with NPCs. A few were still mocking the fool spamming mana grenade ads in the World Chat.

Meanwhile, the provocateur himself, ManaDaddy999, stood boldly upon the city's eastern wall. With his chest puffed out, he wore a belt lined with shimmering blue grenades that resembled fireworks more than lethal explosives.

"I'm telling you guys!" he shouted, waving a grenade inches from a mage's nose. "These things are broken. I'm going to blast that bastard Blood God straight to the respawn point, and then I'll camp his corpse and blow him up again!"

A small crowd had gathered to watch the spectacle. His companions traded skeptical looks. They had seen the previous version of his mana grenades, and they were garbage. But was it possible the new ones were actually effective?

As they spoke, a pack of wolves approached the area. ManaDaddy999 seized the moment to demonstrate his hardware. He threw only five grenades, and surprisingly, the entire pack was wiped out.

The crowd erupted in cheers. Some players even began to think the man might actually know what he was talking about. Soaking in the admiration of his friends and the onlookers, ManaDaddy999 leaped from the high wall to show off his level 50 stats. He only lost 20% of his health from the fall, a feat that was quite impressive for his level.

Humming a cheerful tune, he began looting the wolf remains. "These drops are beneath me. Does anyone want them? I'm feeling generous today, so I'll give them away for free. Any takers?" He laughed.

His focus was entirely on his companions when a voice suddenly spoke from behind him. "I'll take those."

ManaDaddy999’s heart nearly stopped from the shock. An overwhelming sense of terror suddenly flooded his chest. He turned around slowly, only to be met by a pair of chilling, predatory crimson eyes.

"Hello there, mana grenade expert. It's a pleasure to meet you." Damon reached out casually, plucking the wolf pelts and teeth from the man's frozen hands. "I have no use for these, but I never turn down free items. I'm never generous, and I never ignore an invitation."

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