Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You Novel

---- Chapter 2787 Andrew instantly recognized that this new strength was emanating from the Blood-Eyed Black Dragon mark. Not only had the mark saved his life at the last possible moment, but it had also nearly absorbed the entirety of the Bloodshadow attack. It was precisely because of this that his spirit and soul had not been destroyed by Julius. His physical wounds were severe, yet the power leaking from the Blood-Eyed Black Dragon mark started repairing him in an instant.

The family crest on his chest looked dimmer than ever, and even when Andrew tried to activate it again, nothing happened. It was clear the mark's power had been completely drained by the Bloodshadow, but at the very least, it had kept him alive Feeling the strength return to his arms, Andrew did not say a word as he swung his greatsword in a wide arc and charged the two nearest Divine Alchemists' elders. Damon had already run out of patience, and his expression turned vicious as he collided with Andrew head-on. Titus dashed in right after him, joining the fight.

The members of the other three factions hesitated for a few ---- seconds, then joined the attack. Julius had given the order for everyone to attack together before he left. If they just sat back and watched now, and let the Lloyd family's Dragon Prince escape, they would face severe consequences later. Almost 30 figures shot forward at once, swarming from all directions to surround Jerome and Andrew. Relying on the Godslayer's sharpness and overwhelming power, Andrew could still hold his ground. Jerome, however, was instantly under overwhelming pressure.

The martial emperor from the Harding family seized an opening and slammed a palm into Jerome's chest. Jerome coughed up blood as he was sent flying backward, his expression grim. The storm of fury brewing in Andrew had reached its peak. With a furious sweep of his greatsword, he forced both Damon and Titus to retreat. Then, he appeared at Jerome's side ina flash. "Andy, don't worry about me anymore! Just go!" Jerome urged desperately, A deafening sound rang out as Andrew used his sword as a shield to block a sneak attack from the Nieves family's martial emperor.

---- The impact forced him back three steps, but he was still as calm as ever. He said, "I won't leave you behind. We might both die here today, but you can be sure that at least half of these people will be left as corpses." The one remaining person who had not joined the fight let out a cold laugh. "You're about to die, Andrew, and you still dare to talk big? Mr. Vazquez went all-in for this kill. Both you and Reginald are just dead men walking." Andrew glanced over and snorted with disdain. "Lorenzo, you spineless coward! If you have the guts, join the fight.

Let's see if you'll escape my blade." Lorenzo's face darkened, but he was not provoked. He knew how dangerous Andrew was, especially when empowered by the Godslayer. He had learned that lesson at the Advanced Medical Institute. Lorenzo hated Andrew and wished he could tear him apart piece by piece, but he understood that letting others do the hard work was the smartest move. Jumping in now risked injury, but if he waited for Andrew to be worn down by the others, he could swoop in for the kill. That would be perfect.

"You little bastard, you're the one dying!" Lorenzo spat with ---- venomous hatred He added, "You ruined the Owens family's plans, but now you're about to lose your own miserable life. You took all those alchemists, so what? Even if you got them, you won't be alive to enjoy the victory. What good is that?" Andrew swatted a Cunningham family fighter with one powerful strike without even glancing at the man as he coughed blood. Then, without turning around, he sent another sweeping slash backward.

Damon roared, "Move!" Titus and the others dodged immediately, but one of the Divine Alchemists' martial artists was a second too slow and got cut clean in half by Andrew's blade. Titus' face was grim as he shouted, "All apprentices, fall back. Mr. Mullins and | will take this brat on ourselves."