Chapter 538 Dark Queen

The northern foothills of the Alps, once a desolate land, are now the stronghold of the vampires. Their subjects have built bustling cities and enjoy a peaceful and prosperous life.

The Blood Servants have forgotten that their ancestors were humans who lived under the sun. They simply work every day, producing various exquisite industrial products that are sold to all parts of the Western Continent and even to the distant East. In exchange for enough necessities, they hope that the high and mighty nobles will one day grant them long lives.

The vampire nobles do not live in the city. Their exquisite or luxurious castles are nestled atop snow-capped mountains or beside clear lakes. Each vampire clan has its own territory, and they live in harmony, adhering to ancient dark laws and respecting each other's privacy.

On the longest, darkest night of winter, all the clans would send their most trusted members to the Dark Temple in Zuli City to hear the instructions of the Crimson Council.

The longer a vampire's lifespan, the longer they can sleep. Therefore, it's not always the clan leader who governs a vampire clan. Many declining small clans no longer have many conscious direct descendants. Pure-blooded vampire offspring are too rare, and the lack of successors forces them to prolong their lifespan by sleeping, thus protecting the clan's peaceful continuation.

But this winter, all the vampire clans qualified to enter the Dark Temple awakened their old patriarchs, because after hundreds of years, the Crimson Council had finally elected a universally recognized ruler, the former Rose of Windsor, and now the Speaker of the Crimson Council—Her Majesty Queen Isabella the Dark Queen.

Since Prince Arthur's passing more than 500 years ago, the Vampire Council has not had a Speaker. Her Majesty Harren, the last dark lord of the vampires, disintegrated and vanished into darkness a thousand years ago. But now, the Crimson Council has suddenly sent exciting news: all vampires with surnames are solemnly heading to the Dark Temple to pay homage to the new queen of the vampires.

The Dark Temple is located in the center of Zuli City. It took two hundred years to complete its renovation. Unlike the luxurious and delicate style that is popular among vampires today, the entire town-like building is filled with an ancient and timeless atmosphere, majestic and magnificent.

In the very center of the Dark Temple is the Crimson Council Hall. The hall is divided into four levels, with the first level having the most seats and capable of accommodating thousands of people. It is said that a thousand years ago, this hall was filled with powerful pure-blooded vampires, but now only less than a thousand people have taken their seats.

A thousand years of wind, frost, snow, and rain have erased too many things, and many powerful vampires, lacking sufficient resources, have fallen into a deep slumber, never to awaken again.

The second floor is very small, with fewer than a hundred seats. Only senior members of the Crimson Council are qualified to sit on this floor, usually dukes or exceptionally powerful marquis-level vampires. Currently, half of the hundred seats are empty.

The third floor of the council hall has only seven semi-circular seats surrounding the dark gold platform on the top floor.

There was only one chair on the platform.

Only the king of the vampires is qualified to sit on this chair.

"Prince Cole has arrived!"

"Prince Lyman has arrived!"

"Prince Dracula has arrived!"

As the ancient chanting, passed down for thousands of years, resounded, all the vampires stood up and bowed slightly to pay their respects to the three vampire princes.

Dracula and his two companions sat down in the seven chairs, which represented the seven ancient clans of the vampires. According to the vampires' historical records, only the descendants of these seven ancient clans had the potential to become prince-level powerhouses.

Of the former seven major vampire clans, only the Salma, Arat, and Main families are still thriving. The Asek family, with only a handful of members, managed to secure a place among the seven chairs in previous years thanks to the emergence of Isabel.

But today, Isabelle will be sitting in the highest chair.

The entire vampire council hall suddenly fell silent; all the light was extinguished, leaving only pitch-black darkness.

An ancient pressure permeated the hall, and all the vampires felt their hearts about to stop beating. This was the kind of bloodline-level pressure that traced back to the vampire progenitor.

"This is pure darkness..."

"How can her bloodline be so powerful? Has she awakened the bloodline of the Asek family's ancestor?"

This was the common thought in the minds of all the powerful vampires in the hall, including the three vampire princes on the third floor. They had already "discussed" it with Isabel a few days ago, and Isabel had unequivocally proven with her strength that her bloodline was stronger and nobler.

Vampires worship darkness, but in pure darkness, Prince Lyman and Prince Cole found themselves to be easy targets. Even the most powerful Dracula could only hide in the darkness, and once his presence was discovered, he still couldn't escape a beating. Over the years, although Dracula couldn't defeat Isabel, he was no longer in such a helpless state.

As the darkness gradually dissipated, Isabel, dressed in black, appeared on the blood-red chair. Her beautiful face was devoid of any emotion as she coldly stared into the void, as always, seemingly indifferent to everyone and everything.

But this year, no vampire dared to express indignation at her attitude. The once noble and arrogant vampires all bowed down, placing their right hands on their chests, declaring their submission.

Isabel withdrew the almost tangible pressure of her bloodline, silently extending her right hand and pressing down. Only then did the vampires in the hall breathe a sigh of relief and sit down.

"You should feel fortunate that I've taken this chair. The Temple has produced a Light Master. You should know what a Light Master means to our vampire race. So, don't be too arrogant in the days to come, and don't cause me any trouble before I've finalized the terms with the Temple..."

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