"Sure. Why not? And play right into your trap while we are still inside an endless fucking trap? What do you even want-" Damon suddenly stopped talking as the woman’s words really sunk in.
"Huh? What did you just say?" he asked again, completely dumbfounded.
"JACKKKPOOOTTT! Damon, let’s go! Drink her blood! Drain her dry! No, don’t drain her dry! Keep so for tomorrow! I cannot believe such a high-tier divine bloodline priestess is willingly offering herself to you! What sort of heaven-defying luck is this!" Blood Reign went crazy in his head, unable to control her excitent.
Even Damon had difficulty controlling his instincts as the sweet scent of the divine blood tickled his nose and also his little brother. His gaze lingered on the soft and tender neck and the juicy blood that was flowing right underneath. His mouth watered and his throat beca dry. All he wanted to do was take this woman right here and now. The next mont...
"Fuck you!" Damon snapped out of it. This woman really knew how to lay a trap for him! He had lived two lives now! There was no way he was going to fall for such an obvious and cheap trick! Damon shook himself and snapped out of it.
"You..." he muttered, ignoring the rapidly spiraling Blood Reign who was still giggling and raving about divine blood cocktails. "What is your angle here? What ga are you playing? Did you lace so poison in your blood?"
Aurora blinked innocently.
"Ya. I knew it. Did those fatass priests give so venom to you for taking down? I am not falling for such a bullshit trick. How about we set these personal things aside and focus on what’s right in front of us?"
"..."
"Woman! For the love of god, are you blind? Can’t you see anything except ? This whole damn building is trying to lock us down like lab rats! How about we get out of here and then settle our personal grudges?"
"I... I..."
Inside his mind, Blood Reign was going livid. "Damon! You paranoid primordial! How could re E rank and D rank priests possess a poison capable of affecting you? Just drink her blood, damn it! Just drink it!"
However, Damon resolutely shook his head. He had enough self-control to not ruin everything over a beautiful woman’s blood. His entire future, his family’s future, Mark and Kate, too many people were relying on him for him to risk everything for a little taste of blood.
He no longer looked at the tender neck and dashed outward towards the exit of the laboratory. There was nothing there in the entire place except for the long corridor they had co in from. He had hoped that others would have sohow found their way back to the corridor but no such luck. There was simply no signs of anyone else.
A group poison golems ca him way which Damon quickly took care of. He then once again summoned his blood wings and flew up back to the corridor. It was ti to get to the bottom of this shit.
Damon walked a few feet when he noticed the other party had silently arrived on the corridor behind him and was following him.
"Fine. Let’s see if you can keep up." Damon increased his speed the mont and burst forward with incredible power. Everything about this place was ticking him off and this damned priestess was on his ass to make things worse. Why couldn’t she just leave him alone?
Soon the woman was out of sight and he arrived at another laboratory. This ti he did not bother with the wings and simply jumped off the wall a couple of tis before landing down on the ground. This cost him a chunk of his health bar but it was a lot faster.
He then massacred a small horde of tallic golemns before stepping into the new laboratory. Just like before there was a cara at the top and the thing locked onto him as soon as he walked in.
However, this ti he was fast enough. Before the walls could start self-detroying and bringing out more golems he directly swept through the room like a storm throwing in whatever he could find inside his spatial ring.
As if enraged by his actions, the alarms in the room started blaring even louder and the next instant more and more golems poured out.
Damon simply scoffed at the ch bastards. "You are just giving more scrap tal! Whoever the fuck you are!" He shouted and started pumling the chs.
However, secretly he also made sure to drag the fight back to the main corridor. That was his lifeline in this place he did not want to lose the path to the big long corridor.
Each explosion of defeated chs sent fragnts and acid splatters flying, but Damon dodged through them all. The chs were completely useless against him. There was almost no point in sending them to stop him or delay him.
It looked like the opponent also realized as much. Behind him, the lab lights flickered erratically, and that eerie chanical voice returned, warped, half-corrupted.
"Unauthorized entity detected... aggression level: extre... containnt: failed... executing override protocol: tier three."
"Oh? Now we’re going up tiers?" Damon muttered, punching through a golem’s core and sending its molten engine guts splattering onto the wall. "Good. Co at with sothing real this ti, you asshole!"
Another batch of golems peeled off the wall and marched towards him. Weirdly these golems had a purple tinge, sothing that was not there in the ones before.
Damon imdiately beca alert. Even though these things were sowhat easier to deal with, he did not want to be overconfident and make a mistake in this godforsaken place.
He quickly erected a couple of mana shields as he tried detonating one of the purple chs from a long-range. The explosion lit up the corridor with a violent flash of blue-white light. Damon squinted, raising a forearm to shield his eyes but what happened next wasn’t what he expected.
Instead of breaking apart into shrapnel like the usual chs, the purple golem imploded. A sharp gravitational ripple burst from its core, pulling the debris and even part of Damon’s bloodfire back toward its vanishing point before releasing a thunderous shockwave.
Damon was hurled backward, smashing into the far wall hard enough to dent the tal. His mana shields cracked like glass. "Fuck... that was new." He did not have a lot of ti to get back on his feet as a lot more of those purple chs ca at him.
Damon quickly got back on his feet and started kiting. These things definitely had to be finished from a long distance. He couldn’t afford to let them co close to him. He sent out blasts of fire balls aid for four of the chs and followed them up with another round of attacks.
Two of the purple chs detonated mid-air with that sa implosive shock, distorting the air and pulling nearby debris toward their collapsing cores.
Damon gritted his teeth and dove sideways just as the third one crumpled inward with a tallic scream. The fourth, however, wasn’t so obliging, it tanked the fireball with minimal damage and continued charging at him with top-speed.
It was as if their only goal right now was to find him and explode along with him.
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