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Rising from the Ashes (Andrew and Lauren) Chapter 3392

Soon, the shocking news spread like wildfire.

On the Western Continent, the combined allied forces of the Three Empires—nearly 500,000 strong—had suffered a crushing defeat outside Holtrien’s Cliffside Gate. It was a historic disaster.

On Holtrien’s side, the man who truly secured this victory was none other than the Lloyd family’s Dragon Prince.

From that moment on, Andrew’s name formally reached the ears of the three Western Emperors.

It was this Holtrien warrior—Andrew—who had single-handedly killed Azrael Cassata, the supreme commander of the allied forces of the Three Empires.

Azrael had fought in hundreds of battles, large and small, over the past few decades without suffering a single defeat. No one could have imagined that he would meet such a catastrophic downfall the moment he set foot in Holtrien.

The three Western Emperors were instantly thrown into towering rage.

One of them bellowed, “Azrael has ruined my grand plans. He deserves death!”

Another said coldly, “I don’t care whether he lives or dies. What matters is that we’ve lost hundreds of thousands of troops. We trusted the wrong man.”

A third emperor spoke with icy calm. “In truth, losing this batch of allied forces is only a scratch for our three empires. As for real damage? We’re far from it. We’ll simply unite our forces again and fight Holtrien to the bitter end.”

After their initial meeting, the three emperors decided to regroup and prepare for another massive assault on Holtrien.

However, at that exact moment, all three of them received a message.

“There’s no need to send more troops to Holtrien. The three of you—come meet me at the Blood Sanctum.”

The tone was not a request.

It was a command.

The message came from the Vampire Queen—Lilith.

The fury burning inside the three emperors immediately cooled, replaced by hesitation.

One of them snorted. “She’s gone too far. She actually ordered the three of us to meet her at the Blood Sanctum—that wretched, cursed place.”

Another replied with a sigh, “Complaining won’t change anything. None of us has a choice. We should just go.”

A third nodded slowly. “Indeed. Since she summoned us, we should meet her in person and see what she wants. Right now, our interests are tied to hers. And no matter what, that old witch still controls power far beyond our reach.”

Another added grimly, “Within the Three Empires alone, the Queen’s followers and servants number in the thousands. Not to mention the hidden vampire clans scattered across the world. We have no choice but to go to the Blood Sanctum and hear what she has to say.”

One of them spoke again, his voice low.

“I can roughly guess why she summoned us. She must have sensed that her ancient rival has returned—and that rival likely poses a fatal threat to her.”

Another emperor nodded slowly.

“I’m afraid you’re right.”

“Very well,” the first emperor concluded. “We’ll meet her at the Blood Sanctum.”

In a single night, the Three Empires’ allied army had been crushed.

As a result, Holtrien’s prestige soared, and its reputation thundered across the entire Eastern world.

Outside Azure Gate, the Dark Trinity’s army temporarily withdrew.

It was clear that the defeat of the Three Empires had forced the Dark Clans to act more cautiously.

“The Three Empires are truly useless! What a pack of incompetent fools!”

The werewolf progenitor, Ragnar Marrock, roared endlessly inside the shadowy underground war camp.

The vampire progenitor, Jorge Monreale, replied in a cold voice, “Ragnar, roaring by yourself solves nothing. Right now, the Cavendish royal family no longer has an equal opponent. Reinforcements will surely arrive at Azure Gate soon.”

He paused before continuing.

“And when that happens… the days ahead won’t be easy for us.”