The Chance to Follow a God-Do You Know What You're Refusing?

"An ancestor-descendant relationship?" Aaron came to a realization, while also secretly breathing a small sigh of relief.

Titles might represent divisions of strength among vampires, but for the vast majority of vampires, they did not signify a qualitative change, only a quantitative one to a certain extent.

Those with higher titles were indeed stronger than those with lower titles. They had greater strength, faster speed, or more refined control over their supernatural abilities, but they could still be overwhelmed by sheer numbers.

"Are all vampires like you?

I mean, able to live during the day and unafraid of sunlight."

"Not all of them." Carlisle said gravely, "Some are more bloodthirsty and more powerful. Sunlight can even burn them to ashes."

"Different branches? That's pretty much what I expected." Aaron nodded slightly, then looked at Jacob. "Could you tell me something about the secrets of werewolves?"

"Why are you asking about that?" Jacob asked warily.

"Don't misunderstand. I don't bear werewolves any ill will either. My Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher in third year was a werewolf.

But he was different from you. Whenever there was a full moon, he would transform uncontrollably and harm others without restraint. Only the Wolfsbane Potion could suppress it."

"That kind of werewolf went completely extinct thousands of years ago.

Werewolves have different branches too. I don't know the specifics, but all of them can freely control their transformations."

"Remarkable. Professor Lupin would be terribly envious if he knew."

"I don't care about that. What exactly do you want with Bellatrix?"

Aaron pursed his lips and took out the Book of Prophecy. "This is the Book of Prophecy. It has rarely brought me good news, but today's prophecy is somewhat different from the usual."

"The Book of Prophecy?" Alice curiously looked at the face