Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You Novel

---- Chapter 3164 Nyx reacted even more strongly, and her face instantly drained of color, turning deathly pale. In front of this woman, even just one glance made Nyx feel as if her very soul was freezing over. "Arya Fleury, at your service!" The moment the woman's eyes opened, Arya, clad in full black armor and wielding a black greatsword, turned and knelt. The blood-hued woman seemed to smile faintly, yet she said nothing. Instead, she kept her gaze fixed on Andrew and Nyx, or more precisely, on Andrew himself. Finally, she spoke softly, her voice piercing directly into Andrew's mind.

"If I'm not mistaken, you are a descendant of Holtrien's Valerius Lloyd, are you not? Return to Holtrien. Inform the Divine Dragon Order, along with Holtrien's eight hidden ancient sects, that the Blood Queen has awakened. A new cycle of the Ancient War is upon us, and | will personally settle a millennium of grudges." As her words faded, she and Arya vanished into a surge of crimson light before Andrew could even respond. The two figures shot skyward, and the radiant column dissipated.

Andrew snapped his head up and shouted furiously, "Who are ---- you?" However, there was no reply, as if she deemed him unworthy or simply chose to ignore him. Only Arya, now changed, glanced down at Andrew one last time before disappearing. Her gaze was cold, utterly devoid of emotion, and her once-golden eyes had deepened into a dark crimson. Andrew's heart sank as he realized 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 pure fear and confusion in her eyes. He quickly tried to calm her, saying, "Nyx, stay focused. We're safe for now. That woman mentioned my ancestor, Valerius, Holtrien's most secretive organization, the Divine Dragon Order, and the eight ancient martial sects. "Very few in this world know of Holtrien's hidden powers, let alone names like those. So, her identity isn't hard to guess." Nyx whispered in terror, "Could she be... the Vampire Queen? The creator of the werewolves?

The greatest source of darkness in this world?" ---- Andrew gave a bitter smile and nodded. "Most likely, it is her." The Vampire Queen was an existence above even the Progenitors. Werewolves were originally slaves to the vampires, and the first of their kind was said to have been created, or more accurately, tortured into existence, through her extraordinary and cruel experiments. Under her call, the entire Dark Clans would likely bow. And now, the Vampire Queen had just declared to Andrew that she would wage war against Holtrien's ancient powers.

This involved grudges stretching back 1000 years. Without a doubt, this would be a war shaking the entire world, a catastrophe sweeping across all of humanity. Andrew made a swift decision and said to Nyx, "Let's leave now. We must return to Holtrien immediately." Nyx urgently asked, "But what about Arya? She's in the Vampire Queen's grasp." Andrew fell silent for a moment before replying, "Nyx, I'm afraid she is no longer the Arya we knew. She has fallen. Now, she is a servant of the Vampire Queen. You saw it yourself earlier, how she talked to Vampire Queen."