In the deep sea of blood, a black-haired girl appeared like a ghost. Her black hair is like the stars in the night sky, mysterious and deep, and her face is as quiet as the moon, beautiful and indifferent. In her hand she held an ancient Dead Sea book, an ancient roll of parchment with a dense patch of symbols and patterns, as if it possessed some mysterious power.

She stood at the edge of the sea of blood, and Mu Yu was pulled out of the endless sea of red by the mysterious paperwork. His body was pressed by the heavy seawater, but his eyes were firm and determined. He looked at the black-haired girl, his heart full of doubt and gratitude.

When Mu Yu completely walked out of the sea of blood, the scroll of Dead Sea papers instantly burned in the girl's hand, turning into a wisp of black smoke and disappearing into the air. Immediately afterwards, the girl's figure also dissipated like smoke, leaving no trace. The storm of the sea of blood seemed to subside in an instant at this moment, and everything returned to calm.

At this time, Mitheus and Ariel also appeared by Mu Yu's side. They looked in the direction of the sea of blood, their hearts filled with shock. They knew that this black-haired girl must have an unusual strength to bring Mu Yu to the sea of blood.

Mitheus confronted the werewolves standing at the forefront—their leader, a powerful being named Alpha. Alpha grinned, challenging the intruder. However, Mitheus just looked at him quietly, and those green eyes seemed to be able to see through all the secrets and lies. In the echo of the Alpha Growl, Mitheus slowly stretched out his hand, his palm upward, as if inviting something.

Suddenly, the earth began to tremble, as if thousands of troops were galloping from all directions. The werewolves fell backwards in surprise, their ears erected, their tails clamped in fear by fear. In front of them, Mitheus's figure began to change, his body seemed to be shrouded in smoke, and a huge shadow emerged from his body.

When the shadow was fully revealed, it was a huge bronze dragon that raised its head and roared at the moon. The sound echoed through the forest like thunder, frightening the werewolves' limbs and unable to move. Alpha stared blankly at all this, his eyes filled with shock and unease.

Mitheus smiled, a smile that was both majestic and compassionate. He reached out and stroked Alpha's head. Alpha's body began to tremble under the touch of Mitheus, and he seemed to feel some great power.

"Alpha," said Mitheus mildly, "I have come to bring you a new peace and order. You don't need to be afraid, you don't need to fight anymore. I am Mitheus, the new leader. ”

Alpha bowed his head trembling in Mitheus's hands, and he seemed to be silently accepting the new leader. Then, he let out a deep roar, a sign of awe for Mitheus and anticipation for the future.

Mitheus sat back on his throne, the bronze dragon hovering beside him. He looked at all the werewolves with a deep gaze, their eyes focused on him, waiting for his next command. He knew that from now on, he would be their patron, their leader.

He raised his hand slightly, signaling to all the werewolves. They knelt down together and saluted their new leader. In the moonlight, their figures stood still like sculptures, only their gaze moving with Mitheus' movements.

Ariel appears in front of the defeated vampires in a black robe. She is not tall, but her gestures exude unparalleled majesty. Her gaze was sharp, like frost in the cold winter, and people didn't dare to look at each other.

The surrounding vampires bowed their heads in submission. Even among this group of vampires, who are known for their cruelty and cunning, Ariel's presence stands out. She didn't say anything, just swept the crowd with a cold look, and the vampires lowered their heads under her gaze, not daring to resist in the slightest.

Then, Ariel began to speak. Her voice wasn't loud, but it was clear to every vampire. Her words are direct and cruel, making no secret of her contempt and dislike for vampires. However, in her words, there is a resoluteness and decisiveness that cannot be questioned.

In the dead silence, she spoke, her voice clear and cold, "I'm Ariel, the new vampire queen. From now on, your lives will be at my disposal. Her words had a powerful majesty that was impossible to question.

She reached out her hand, a warm glow streaming from her fingers. The light danced in his fingertips, and then flowed towards the defeated vampires. Their wounds slowly healed in the light of the light, and their broken bodies gradually recovered. It's a peculiar power that makes people feel both fear and awe.

A hint of satisfaction flashed in Ariel's eyes, and she nodded and said, "Remember your pain, this is a warning to you. In the days to come, I will lead you to the light, but any vampire who dares to challenge my decisions will be severely punished. ”

As Ariel finished speaking, she suddenly reached out and grabbed a vampire's throat tightly. The vampire immediately let out a scream, but under Ariel's sheer power, he couldn't move. When his struggle stopped, Ariel coldly let go of his hand, and the vampire's corpse collapsed limply.

The sight immediately frightened the other vampires, who no longer dared to question Ariel's rule. After a moment of silence, the vampires began to bow their heads to Ariel, acknowledging her dominance.

Under the gaze of these creatures, Mitheus and Ariel stood side by side, their presence as if they were a cold cloud suspended in the air. Mitheus is a tall vampire with eyes that sparkle with ancient wisdom, while Ariel is an elegant and powerful being who is as dangerous as she is deadly.

"We were born in darkness, and we live in darkness." Mitheus's voice was deep and powerful, as if an ancient stone tablet was whispering, "We suck your life, but we also give you peace. We are vampires, and we are the guardians of the dark world. ”

"We are not gods, we are not demons." Ariel's voice was like a trickling stream of melting glaciers, "We are vampires, and we search for meaning in the darkness to survive. We don't exist for fear or respect, but to protect the world we live in. ”

Mitheus and Ariel stand side by side, facing the creatures of the dark world. Their oath is not only a challenge to darkness, but also a definition of themselves. They will not live for the darkness and will not die for the darkness. They are a light in the darkness, an order in the chaos.

As the last words echoed through the air, the creatures of the dark world slowly receded. They may bring more challenges, they may bring more trouble, but Mitheus and Ariel will not back down. Because they know that as long as they are alive, darkness will not completely engulf the world.