SSS Awakening: Rebirth of the Strongest Vampire God-Chapter 152: Nude cult

System Announcement: [Ding! Blood God has defeated the world boss Frostmane, the Ancient Glacier.]

[Ding! Blood God has received 1000 fame points.]

[Ding! Blood God has received 1000 reputation points with the city of Trendelan.]

[Ding! Blood God has received 1000 gold coins.]

Damon quickly ignored all the other notifications and went for the main thing he was looking for.

[Ding! Blood Extraction was successful.]

[Ding! You have acquired the new skill Frost Rain.]

[Ding! You have gained +5 Ice Affinity]

Frost Rain: Summon a snowstorm that lashes a wide area, bombarding enemies with icy shards. Each shard deals moderate ice damage and has a chance to slow enemies by 20% for 5 seconds. If the target is already bleeding, the shards will freeze the blood, stunning them for 1 second. Lasts 10 seconds. Cooldown: 2 minutes.

"An aoe skill, not bad. I needed one of these." Damon nodded. There was also his level-up notification and a few other usual ones that he cleared away. It was time to dig around and see what the big boy had dropped.

Straightaway, he found the shimmering evolution stone from the corpse. There was also a big ass mana core. He tossed both of them into his spatial ring.

There was a stack of polar bear meat and polar bear hide, which he put away as well. Lastly, there was a helmet on the ground, a regal helmet crafted from the bear’s icy crown. Blue runes danced along its surface, glowing faintly with the remnants of Frostmane’s mana.

[Frostmane’s Crown (Unique Helmet)]:

+30 Ice Resistance

+10% Mana Regeneration

+20% Skill Cooldown Reduction

Special Effect: Ice Dominion—Allows the user to create a small ice domain for 15 seconds, slowing enemies and boosting ice affinity skills. Cooldown: 10 minutes.

"Nice!" Damon quickly equipped it and walked back to the town.

There was usually a good quest associated with a world boss, and he hadn’t received breadcrumbs for anything like that from the drops. So he wanted to check if the helmet would trigger something if he equipped it and wandered into the city.

Damon spent a good fifteen minutes walking about but no luck. Finally, he decided to head back to the frozen caverns when all of a sudden, the local chat became extremely active.

The few players in the area were excitedly discussing about the odd event which involved nude players resurrecting one after the other in the city local graveyard.

"Has this game completely gone to the dogs? What is wrong with everyone these days! How can you be so shameless and only wear your underwear!"

"Atleast they are wearing underwear!"

"Look at that dude! See how old he is and still he dares to walk around in his underwear?! Perverted freak!"

"Damn! There is a big hole in that man’s underwear. Warning! Old man junk alert! Old Mn junk alert! Don’t see you will want to puke."

"Do these guys belong to some cult or something? Why are all of them in the same get up?" frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓

"Maybe there is some nude streaking event going on!"

"I doubt it. Look at these perverted faces. Most of these are old men. Shameless old guys must have done something freaky and got caught. Some NPC should have sent them all to the graveyard."

"So they decided to follow my lead, huh?" Damon couldn’t help but burst out laughing as he read the chat messages. Luckily, no one guessed that these were Frozen Throne guild members. Otherwise, the guild reputation would have sunk to the bottom of that same endless pool.

But he was sure, it was only a matter of time. This procession of underwear elders was simply too eye-catching!

Damon casually walked towards the graveyard, just in time to catch the sight of Mendoza hurriedly putting on his clothes and gear.

Mendoza’s hands were trembling as he fumbled with his armor straps, his face flushed a deep crimson. His eyes darted around, catching sight of Damon’s amused expression.

"You!" Mendoza’s voice cracked as he pointed a shaky finger at Damon, half accusing, half desperate. "Why didn’t you warn us, you fucking imbecile?! Why the hell did you not warn us that there was a monster lurking in that water? We are in this state because of you!" He gestured wildly to his own still-half-naked state and the rows of other embarrassed players now scrambling to cover themselves.

Damon’s grin widened, his crimson eyes gleaming. "Oh, always so quick to blame me. Why is it my responsibility to know what’s under the water? Wait. Now that I think about it, I am wrong. It should be my responsibility. After all, I happen to have something the bunch of you don’t."

Immediately, everyone’s ears perked up, and including the elders, everyone turned to look at Damon as if he was finally revealing a great big secret. They would finally come to know the power behind his explosive strength?

"What are you all looking at? I am talking about common sense. Common sense. Something that is quite uncommon these days. When you have an endless freezing mysterious pool, always assume there is something underneath! Hmmm. Okay? Food for thought for the future."

Mendoza’s face darkened. Everyone became speechless. Even Robert, who was standing indifferently in the back and wearing his clothes, looked momentarily stunned by Damon’s savage sense of humor.

Only one person ended up giggling out loud. Damon’s gaze shifted as he saw who was appreciating his joke, and he immediately froze. There at the back, the usually cold and frosty Ice Queen was giggling beside herself with tears in her eyes.

Damon couldn’t help but become embarrassed as he scratched his head. "Anyway, thank you for coming to my TED talk," he quipped. "Please, go ahead and get dressed. We wouldn’t want to traumatize the NPCs with your... aged assets." He waved his hand dismissively, as if brushing off a minor annoyance, and started walking away.

Mendoza’s lips pressed into a thin line, his eyes blazing with frustration. "This isn’t over, Blood God," he growled, finally managing to buckle his chestplate. "The Frozen Throne will have your head for this!"

Damon snorted. "Yeah, sure," he said. "Take a number and get in line." Coincidentally, just as he was walking away, an old man approached him. "That crown..." He spoke with tears welling up in his eyes. "Sir Hero! Please tell me that you have killed that monstrosity?"

Damon paused, one eyebrow arched as he studied the old man, whose trembling hands reached for the icy helmet resting on Damon’s head. The man’s eyes glistened with tears. Many prying eyes were eavesdropping on his conversation, but there was nothing he could do about it. Else, he might spook the NPC, and he might as well forget about the rest of the quest.

"Yes, senior. I managed to kill it after a lot of effort." Damon answered respectfully.

The old man’s eyes widened, and he sank to his knees. "Thank the gods," he croaked. "That monster has plagued us for decades, destroyed crops, killed livestock, and even took my son. I can’t believe it’s finally over!"

Damon grinned. "So it was a quest trigger, after all," he muttered to himself. "Lucky me."

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