Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 3410

Within the deep, hollow, ancient Blood Sanctum, where time itself seemed frozen, stood the supreme beings of the western continent. The two remaining werewolf progenitors were only part of them.

There were also two powerful werewolf princes standing among the ranks. Next came the three vampire progenitors, second only to the Vampire Queen herself.

Jorge was only one of them, while the other two were just as ancient and terrifyingly powerful.

Even Raphael and the other vampire princes had been summoned to Blood Sanctum, although in this place, their status was too low, so they stood far in the back.

There were also three powerful princes from the sirens' clan. However, the sirens had long been pushed aside by the other two major Dark Clans, and since Marcato was not present, they barely had any presence at all.

Finally, the three human emperors of the western continent had arrived.

Silvio of Fraines stood tall, alongside Alejandro Ruiz, the Emperor of the Soraine Empire, and Alfonso Ortega of the Mirelan Empire.

Among them, Alfonso clearly held the lead.

Dressed in a full military uniform, with features sharp as a statue, he looked up at the crimson figure seated upon the towering throne and asked, "Your Majesty, have you sensed something?"

The Vampire Queen wore a tall crown, and she stood half a head taller than most men. Her face was deathly pale and flawless, completely devoid of emotion, while her eyes burned blood red.

The corner of her lips curled slightly, though it was impossible to tell whether she was smiling or mocking.

She said calmly, "The Holtrien expedition has begun climbing the mountain. My subjects… prepare for battle. I'll bring an end to the conflicts that have dragged on for countless ages."

The three emperors and the gathered progenitors all felt their hearts tighten.

Dark, overwhelming, and abyssal auras began to spread throughout the hall.

"The Holtrien expedition force actually dares to set foot in the dark forbidden zone. Once they're here, total annihilation is their only fate!"

Someone scoffed. "Inside Blood Sanctum, no one can stand against Her Majesty."

"Then let the battle rage until the sky collapses. For 1000 years, the East and West have clashed without end, and this time it will finally be settled."

The white holy sword in her hand had turned pitch black. Her once golden armor, once a symbol of light, was now stained dark, covered with marks that looked as if demons had gnawed at it.

Arya's face was cold, and her previously vacant eyes burst with light the moment they locked onto Andrew.

"Andrew, you came. I'll purify you," she muttered to herself.

Then, the dark blade in her hand erupted with massive black energy and slashed down at Andrew in fury.

Andrew let out a cold snort and swung his greatsword in a violent counterstrike.

The entire Blood Sanctum shook violently.

Below on the mountainside, massive boulders broke loose and tumbled down.

The war had finally exploded into full force, ignited by the first clash between Andrew and Arya.