Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You Novel

---- Chapter 2855 The table exploded into pieces. Moreover, the Desert Eagle Jimmy that had not even been touched was blasted apart along with it. "You're dead!" Jimmy roared. He had not risen to lead the notorious Razor Crew in the City of Hope by being ordinary. He was a Dark Count, which, by Holtrien's martial standards, placed him at the martial saint level, and at the peak of martial saint at that. He was only a thin line away from a martial emperor. The muscles beneath his suit swelled enormously.

With a furious roar, he threw a punch charged with killing intent straight at Andrew's face. At the same time, he shifted his weight back, leaning away to grab the sword hanging on the wall behind him. Andrew chuckled, sounding almost amused as he said, "Not bad reflexes, and your response is textbook perfect. It's just too bad that you're facing an opponent who's beyond the textbook." The Godslayer's blade vibrated within its sheath, letting out a joyful hum. Andrew's sword strike was always with just one move, but that was all it took. Jimmy froze in place, his face filled with shock.

Just a few more ---- inches, and he would have grabbed the weapon on the wall. Unfortunately, he could advance no further. Andrew had cleanly severed both his legs! As for the punch he had thrown at Andrew, it stopped right in front of Andrew's face, unable to advance another inch. "My legs! My legs!" Jimmy, now legless, rolled on the ground, howling like a madman. His body curled up, veins bulging from his face, his blood vessels nearly bursting from the excruciating pain. "W-Who the hell are you? I'm telling you, I've got backing from Chief Petyr Gillen of City of Hope.

If you mess with Razor Crew, you're signing your own death warrant. Mr. Gillen will have your head!" Andrew looked completely indifferent, pressing his greatsword against Jimmy's chest with a smile. "Originally, | just wanted to ask you some questions, and | would've even thanked you properly afterward. Too bad your mouth is filthy. Don't you think you've been incredibly rude?" Jimmy fought through the agonizing pain that threatened to knock him out and roared, "Even if | said something wrong, you didn't have to go for the kill! Damn it, my legs! My legs!

You bastard, you're going to pay for what you've done!" ---- Andrew sneered. "Why would | need to consider whether bottom- feeding scum like you live or die? We're in City of Hope, after all Everything here is decided by strength. Didn't you expect that after running your mouth countless times, this would be the time you'd finally face the consequences? "Alright, | don't want to waste words with you. There's a man from Holtrien named Reginald Lloyd. Not long ago, at the border outside Holtrien, he was ambushed by a Western Dark Lord.

You know about this, right?" Jimmy shouted, "Almost everyone in the City of Hope knows about that incident! Mr. Soros already killed that legendary warrior." Andrew's heart lurched. Then, he shook his head. There was no way his old man would die that easily. Kaelen was a Dark Lord, and very powerful at that, but he did not believe that Kaelen alone was strong enough to pull that off. That could only mean Jimmy did not have access to core information either. He would still need to find the real big shots in City of Hope or other powerhouses from the border to get firsthand, accurate intel.

Only then could Andrew track down Reginald quickly.