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Rising from the Ashes (Andrew and Lauren) Chapter 3417
The Vampire Queen and Shiloh collided in midair, their powers crashing together head-on.
The cataclysmic clash tore through everything around them.
Blood Sanctum began collapsing piece by piece.
Soon the stone walls, the foundation, and even the entire dark mountain began lifting into the air—only to be vaporized moments later.
Nothing remained.
The powerful fighters battling outside were all injured. Every one of them froze in shock.
Again and again they retreated, fleeing into the sky with fear in their eyes.
On the ground, the remaining Holtrien warriors scrambled down the mountain, running for their lives.
“Shiloh, you can’t save him.”
The Vampire Queen’s savage laughter echoed through the chaos.
“I want you to watch helplessly as he dies by my hand. Taste the despair I felt when Valerius betrayed me all those years ago.”
As her manic laughter rang out, the blood vessels piercing Andrew’s neck turned crimson.
His blood was being violently drained in seconds.
At the razor’s edge between life and death, a burst of white holy light suddenly erupted from within Andrew’s body.
Like a blazing brand, the sacred light scorched the Vampire Queen’s hand.
Yet her expression remained indifferent.
She didn’t move an inch.
“Forget this pathetic holy light!” she sneered.
“Even if the Pope of the Lomuia Grand Cathedral himself appeared here, I’d make him kneel before me!”
Her arrogant declaration rang through the collapsing battlefield.
At that very moment, she was simultaneously locked in a deadly struggle with Shiloh while draining Andrew’s life force and choking the life out of him.
Her power clearly surpassed Shiloh’s.
Even the Church’s holy light had no effect on her.
In his final moments, Andrew suddenly became calm.
Through the chaos, he heard Shiloh’s desperate voice.
“Hold on! I can save you! Don’t fall asleep!”
A faint smile touched the corner of Andrew’s lips.
But at that moment, a vision suddenly appeared in his mind.
A man dressed in black walked beneath an endless night sky.
Beside him was a breathtaking woman in a red dress.
They moved together across a vast field.
The woman leaned gently against him, her face glowing with happiness.
The man held her delicate hand, his expression full of quiet affection.
Then the scene suddenly shifted.
The man’s hand was now buried in the woman’s chest.
He held her heart in his grasp.
The red-dressed woman’s face was covered in blood, her expression frozen in disbelief.
Though no sound reached Andrew, he knew the question she had asked.
Why?
The handsome man in black was filled with pain and inner turmoil.
But in the end, he hardened his heart and crushed the beating heart in his hand.
At that same moment, his own body was torn apart by a violent explosion of energy.
In that instant, Andrew understood.
The man was his ancestor—Valerius.
The woman in the red dress was the Vampire Queen, Lilith.
They had once loved each other.
Or perhaps the truth was more complicated.
Valerius, the great human powerhouse of Holtrien, had possessed extraordinary foresight.
To destroy the Vampire Queen, he had deliberately approached her while disguised as a human.
He entered her heart.
Through love, Valerius forced the Vampire Queen into a thousand-year slumber.
It should have been a glorious achievement.
Yet Andrew felt no joy at all.
If he had stood in Valerius’s place… could he have done the same?
As death drew closer, Andrew’s thoughts only raced faster.
Shiloh’s eyes, ears, nose, and mouth were bleeding as she fought with reckless determination.
The two opposing forces continued pressing toward the Vampire Queen.
Little by little, Shiloh’s hand broke through the invisible barrier.
Slowly—painfully—it reached toward Andrew’s body.