Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You Novel

---- Chapter 2790 "Andy, you won't be able to escape if you keep carrying me," Jerome said weakly, the wind whipping past his ears as they retreated. "As long as you survive, there's still hope for everything!" Andrew's vision was entirely tinted with red. If not for his sheer, desperate will to live, he would have collapsed long ago. He responded to Jerome's plea in a mechanical tone. "| made a vow years ago that | would never abandon my own people. Not even one!" A sinister chuckle sounded from beside them. "You can't even save yourself, yet you're still worried about others.

Andrew, you're truly a naive and pitiful dreamer." As the voice faded, a sharp whoosh cut through the air. Aconcealed weapon shot straight for Andrew's face. He leaned backward, catching the incoming throwing star between his teeth. Before he could rise, a heavy kick landed squarely on his chest. Andrew spat out a mouthful of blood with a choked gasp, and Godslayer clattered from his hand. He collapsed to the ground, motionless. ---- Jerome, thrown aside, pushed past the exhaustion of his nearly depleted energy core and lunged for the fallen blade.

However, in his gravely wounded state, he was far too slow. Lorenzo had already picked up the Godslayer! Gazing at the divine sword in his hand, Lorenzo's eyes burned with greed. He exclaimed, "Unbelievable... | really didn't expect this. This sword actually fell into my hands!

Andrew, not only will you die today, but this Godslayer now belongs to the Owens family!" He laughed and added, "Compared to my failure at the Advanced Medical Institute, having this sword makes our family's rise practically guaranteed." He stared at the Godslayer with covetous eyes while letting out a triumphant, maniacal laugh. Jerome had rushed to grab the sword precisely because he feared it would fall into Lorenzo's hands, yet he had failed. Lorenzo swung the blade a few times, his satisfaction growing. " It's hard to believe a weapon like this still exists in the martial world today.

No wonder Alfredo went to such lengths to seize it! But who would have thought that in the end, all his efforts would simply benefit me!" He burst into another bout of arrogant, self-satisfied laughter. ---- Strangely, he was in no rush to kill Andrew now. The Godslayer felt like a priceless treasure in his grasp, and he wanted to savor the moment first. What he did not notice was that Andrew, who appeared lifeless 'on the ground, had slowly opened his bloodshot eyes, which were ice-cold. Lorenzo, holding the Godslayer, gradually approached Andrew.

He pointed the tip of the greatsword at him "Let's see how it feels to end your own life with your precious sword. Andrew, I bet you never imagined your story would end like this, did you?" Jerome let out a low roar, striking out with a palm while turning to try to carry Andrew to safety. Lorenzo snorted in disdain, meeting the palm strike and easily batting Jerome aside. He then raised the sword with a murderous look, aiming to cleave Andrew's head from his shoulders.

Just as Andrew was about to be beheaded, Godslayer suddenly jerked violently, breaking free from Lorenzo's control Startled by the resistance and pulling force from the blade, Lorenzo roared in fury. "Are you telling me | can't control a single cursed sword? Be still!" ---- He poured a massive surge of his internal energy into the Godslayer's hilt. Just as he began to relax, an unprecedented wave of rejection erupted from the blade, so fierce it tore the skin of his hand, leaving it bloody. With a sharp cry of pain, Lorenzo instinctively released the hilt.

Andrew, who had been lying still and breathless, suddenly moved. He caught the falling Godslayer in mid-air. "You..." Lorenzo's scream was cut short by sheer terror. Andrew's sword arced upward in a savage, diagonal slash Lorenzo raised his arm in a panicked block, but his forearm was severed clean off just below the elbow. An agonized shriek ripped through the forest. "Andrew, I'll tear you to pieces for this!"