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Rising from the Ashes (Andrew and Lauren) Chapter 3164

Nyx reacted even more strongly. The color drained from her face, leaving her deathly pale. In front of that woman, even a single glance made her feel as though her soul itself was freezing.

“Arya Fleury, at your service!”

The instant the woman’s eyes opened, Arya—clad in black battle armor and gripping a massive black greatsword—turned and dropped to one knee. The blood-hued woman seemed to smile faintly, but she said nothing. Her gaze remained fixed on Andrew and Nyx—or more precisely, on Andrew alone.

At last, she spoke. Her voice was soft, yet it pierced straight into Andrew’s mind.

“If I am not mistaken, you are a descendant of Valerius Lloyd of Holtrien, are you not? Return to Holtrien. Inform the Divine Dragon Order, as well as Holtrien’s eight hidden ancient sects, that the Blood Queen has awakened. A new cycle of the Ancient War is upon us, and I will personally settle grudges that have endured for a millennium.”

As her words faded, she and Arya vanished in a surge of crimson light before Andrew could even respond. The two figures shot into the sky, and the towering column of radiance quickly dissipated.

Andrew snapped his head up and shouted in fury, “Who are you?!”

There was no answer—either she deemed him unworthy of a response, or she simply chose to ignore him. Only Arya, now utterly changed, glanced down at Andrew one last time before disappearing. Her gaze was cold and empty of emotion, and her once-golden eyes had turned a deep, ominous crimson.

Andrew’s heart sank. He finally understood the truth.

Arya, the sacred Cathedral Archangel and Battle Angel, had fallen.

Nyx trembled as she asked, “Honey… that woman—the one surrounded by what looked like swirling blood… who is she?”

Andrew looked at her and saw nothing but fear and confusion in her eyes. He quickly tried to steady her. “Nyx, stay calm. We’re safe for now. She mentioned my ancestor Valerius, the Divine Dragon Order, and Holtrien’s eight ancient sects. Very few people in this world even know those names, let alone understand their significance. So her identity isn’t hard to guess.”

Nyx whispered in terror, “Could she be… the Vampire Queen? The one who created the werewolves? The greatest source of darkness in this world?”

Andrew gave a bitter smile and nodded. “Most likely.”

The Vampire Queen was an existence that stood above even the Progenitors. The werewolves had once been slaves to the vampires, and the first of their kind was said to have been created—or more accurately, tortured into existence—through her cruel and extraordinary experiments. At her call, the entire Dark Clans would bow.

And now, the Vampire Queen had declared to Andrew that she would wage war against Holtrien’s ancient powers.

These were grudges that stretched back a thousand years.

There was no doubt about it—this would be a world-shaking war, a catastrophe that would engulf all of humanity.

Andrew made his decision instantly. “Let’s leave. We need to return to Holtrien immediately.”

Nyx asked urgently, “But what about Arya? She’s in the Vampire Queen’s hands.”

Andrew fell silent for a moment, then said quietly, “Nyx, I’m afraid she’s no longer the Arya we knew. She has fallen. Now, she serves the Vampire Queen. You saw it yourself—how she addressed her earlier.”