Necrogod did not understand what Damon was talking about. He couldn't fathom how someone could be so calm when they were up against a freaking B rank. At their current strength, a B rank might as well be a God. How was one supposed to stand up against a God?

Necrogod sighed. He did not want to think about all this. After all, Damon himself was in no way ordinary. He clenched his fists and continued to talk to others to somehow get more time. They have to clear this memory world no matter what. Their survival depended on it. He had already failed once, and he did not want that to happen again. Damon might be an absolute asshole but he was a damn good strategist and always had a solid plan.

"He will come through. Somehow. I need to do everything perfectly from my side." Without wasting any time Necrogod jumped into action.

Meanwhile…

A dense poisonous miasma started spreading everywhere in the castle and beyond. Dozens and dozens of vampires started bleeding and collapsing. No one had any idea what was happening. Horns had been sounded and war started but the enemy was still in the distance so what was happening in the city and the castle grounds?

Every single vampire of the court and the elites of the army were left completely speechless. The C ranks were panicking and started deploying the barriers of the castle. While these barriers might be ineffective against B ranks they were good enough to hold up against cheap attacks like this.

At least thats what they thought. Unfortunately for them, they were wrong on all counts.

Damon sighed as he moved without hesitation. He was 100% being a bastard at the moment but he did not care. This was the 12th hour and he needed a hail mary. When he first entered this world, he knew there was a possibility of facing a B rank. But he still dared to step in.

He had to take the risk. There was no other way. If he did not face a B rank here, then he would have to face one right after this event ended.

He had hoped that he would stumble into some kind of loophole or favorable set up that he could take advantage of. Or at least mass casualty situation where he could gobble up a tremendous amount of blood.

Heck, the current scenario would have been perfect if this had been a normal war where millions clashed against each other. Considering that they were vampires, he would have definitely achieved something. He was sure of it. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

But in the end, nothing like that happened. It was simply going to be a face off between him and a B rank. Apparently, vampires in this world did not approve of mindless killing of the weak. It was a good policy. Good leaders should implent such a policy if they truly cared about their world.

Unfortunately, Damon was not from this world. Also he did not think that this world was real. He had discussed quite a bit with Blood Reign about what these memory worlds could potentially be. The chances of them being actual worlds were very low. They were probably like dungeons or maybe they were just memory worlds. Just that. Someone's memory.

So he was not about to see what was right and what was wrong in a fake manufactured world and lose this opportunity. He needed carnage to power up and he was going to create one no matter what. Even if he had to slaughter his own citizens.

This world offered both risk and reward and he wanted to use both of them to his advantage and rise up from the bottleneck he was up against.

Damon steeled himself as he continued his slaughter. He did not hold back and spread his poisonous miasma everywhere. There was a small chance that this was not going to work but it looked like luck was on his side at least this time.

The vampires were crumbling under his poison unable to put up a fight. They did not seem to possess any antidote or potion to counter his brand of poison. They were completely helpless against it and bled out to death.

Damon greedily absorbed all the blood essence he could get his hands on. One by one notifications flashed in front of him without stopping.

"Blood from other vamps is the best." He grinned. Though he was doing something shitty, he couldn't help but revel in the power surging within him. His stats might have capped but his skills were still getting upgraded little by little.

"Just a bit more." Damon closed his eyes and focussed. He could feel it. He was on the cusp of a break through. He thought he had the most progress in his poison body but after fighting with the vampires in the wilderness back on Earth Online, his blood manipulation skills were also quickly improving.

He made himself scarce and his blood essence absorption subtle. There was no spectacle for anyone to see and trace things back to him. With all the chaos and commotion, it looked like no one had managed to sense the source of poison or even him specifically.

He did not know how long this would last. There were definitely no B ranks in the castle. But there were several C ranks and he did not want to underestimate them. He greedily sucked in all the blood he could and focussed on his skills while everything was still relatively peaceful.

Shockingly, Damon was even getting many new and interesting skills. He completely immersed himself as he tried to force his blood manipulation skill to its limit. Time trickled by and he felt as if he was right there when he suddenly flashed his eyes open.

"Heinous. Truly heinous. I have heard many rumors about you but I must say, you are far worse than anyone could have ever imagined. You have truly managed to hide your despicable cowardly self very well."