Nyx took a step back, her expression turning grim. She could tell that this was clearly the external release of vampire and werewolf energy.

"Andrew!" She tried calling out to him.

Although Andrew had opened his eyes, they had no focus. At her call, Andrew immediately looked toward Nyx.

Nyx felt a chill of terror, as if being targeted by some prehistoric beast. At her level, she naturally was not afraid of any wild animals. Yet at this moment, with Andrew carrying both vampire and werewolf auras, even she felt her scalp prickle with unease.

Nyx's face turned pale as she suddenly remembered why this situation felt so familiar and filled her with dread. Once, she had faced one of the vampire progenitors. Its aura had been exactly like this, full of absolute oppressive force and suffocating pressure.

What Andrew now exuded was precisely that unique aura belonging to vampire or werewolf progenitors.

But why was this happening?

Just as Nyx was reeling in shock, Andrew suddenly let o