Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You Novel

---- Chapter 2869 Daybreak arrived. After running all night, Andrew spotted a decent-sized town ahead. There was a faint trace of exhaustion on his face, but his mood remained good. Even with his dramatically increased strength, non-stop travel through the night would wear anyone down. In the Outlands wasteland, no one was truly in charge. Over time, drifters, fugitives, and all kinds of people ended up settling and multiplying here. Towns like the one in front of Andrew were everywhere across the Outlands. Places like this did not care about laws.

The only order came from a few ruthless figures in town, and whatever weapons they held. And in territory that no one governed, the only real currency was money. Of course, higher-tier goods also worked, such as elixirs that benefited all martial artists, firearms, and women. Andrew restocked his water supply in the small town, enjoyed a hearty meal, and set off again. A stranger showing up usually drew unwanted attention, and several armed men in town casually tailed him for a short ---- distance.

However, when Andrew turned around with a friendly smile and revealed the massive Godslayer on his back, those ill- intentioned men forced out awkward laughs and fled in panic. After all, anyone who could wield such a massive sword was no ordinary person. So, these punks wisely chose to find another target to shake down. Andrew slowed his pace. With one last glance at the portable map he carried, he tossed it aside and trekked toward a specific direction.

Though he had taken a wide detour to shake off his pursuer, he was now close to the Wraith Graveyard Just two more hours, and he would arrive. The map had served its purpose and was no longer needed. Andrew had memorized every place he had passed through. The wasteland scenery was monotonous and dull. Decades, if not centuries, ago, this place did not look like this. However, wars that wiped everything out had drained these places of all vitality. One of the regions Andrew passed through had once been hit by anuclear strike.

Many years later, and with no one maintaining it, the land remained completely barren. Andrew stayed patient, no matter how boring the journey became. He never grew careless, restless, or irritated ---- A true top-tier hunter always maintained patience and calm Two hours later, Andrew reached a special zone. From the high ground where he stood, he looked out into the distance. As far as the eye could see, the land was painted in gray and black. Thousands upon thousands of tombstones stood across the valley below.

Farther out, the valley stretched into obscurity, shrouded in gray-green mist that felt eerie and unnatural. Even in broad daylight, the sun above looked weak and lifeless here. Andrew felt no warmth on his skin at all. It was as if everything related to life had been driven away from this place. Or more accurately, it had been suppressed and strangled. After pausing for several minutes, Andrew stepped forward without changing expression and walked into the valley. He had arrived at Wraith Graveyard.

After Reginald clashed with Kaelen and was gravely injured, fleeing into a forbidden zone like this had been the smartest option. However, it had also been the most desperate one. Andrew looked calm on the surface, yet there was no denying the urgency in his heart. 'Dad, you have to hold on.' ---- The fate of the father and son duo was strange in its own way. Both of them had fled Holtrien separately and ended up reuniting in the distant Outlands. Life might be hard right now, but when the two of them returned to Holtrien together someday, everything would change.