Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You Novel

---- Chapter 2899 That night, even the top predators of the wasteland did not dare to move. At dawn, a new day arrived with the first light of the rising sun. Marshall climbed out of the off-road vehicle, his face drained with exhaustion, and looked toward the horizon. Beyond the plain ahead stood a massive city. The city's governor had been allied with the Ludendorff family for generations. Marshall secretly looked forward to resting for two full days after entering the city. At the very least, he needed a proper shower to wash away the dust and fatigue from the road.

He loved cleanliness, but everything had fallen apart while hunting that damned Holtrien man. Now that the guy had vanished without a trace and was hiding like a coward, he had no choice but to return to his family estate and figure out his next move. "Sir, there's a situation behind us!" his attendant suddenly called out. Marshall turned and looked back. On a mountain about a mile and a quarter away, a figure stood there, just standing. ---- Marshall did not know when the man had appeared, but there he was, brazenly positioned on the mountaintop, staring down at the Ludendorff family convoy.

When Marshall looked back, he saw the man make a throat- slitting gesture at him. Then, the figure descended the mountain and disappeared from view. Marshall felt an unprecedented sense of humiliation and provocation, as if his dignity and the great Ludendorff family name were being insulted. He gave the order, practically shouting it out. "Everyone, turn around and hunt down that bastard! If | don't bring his head back to Throne City, | don't deserve to call myself a man!" Throne City was the Ludendorff family's stronghold in the Outlands.

The engines roared to life as three dirt bikes up front immediately turned around, kicking up massive clouds of dust. Flames burst from their exhausts as the riders twisted the throttles wide open and charged back the way they came Sitting in the same vehicle as Marshall was Jeroff Volkov, a Ludendorff military officer. He held the rank of colonel and had the strength of a new martial emperor. "Sir, we are already very close to the city ahead. There is no need ---- to turn back and chase this man. The smartest option is to enter the city, resupply, and ask the governor to assist us.

With their help, things would be far more efficient." Jeroff offered his advice calmly, but Marshall refused to listen. Andrew's earlier gesture had torn at his pride like a blade. Marshall barked, "Chase him! Even if we have to chase him across the entire Outlands, we're going after him!" Jeroff pressed urgently, "Sir, you should really..." Marshall cut him off with an angry roar. "Shut up! Didn't you see how that bastard provoked me? Jeroff, if you're afraid to die, or if you're just a coward, then get out of my face now.

| will defend the Ludendorff honor in my own way." After his outburst, he grabbed the steering wheel from the driver and kicked him out of the vehicle. Then, he sped off in the direction Andrew had disappeared. Jeroff opened his mouth, wanting to offer more advice, but wisely chose to stay silent in the end. Marshall was stronger than him, and more importantly, he was part of the Ludendorff main bloodline. Hence, contradicting him at this moment would be unwise and ultimately pointless. At worst, it would only create more trouble. Jeroff thought Andrew was clearly out of his mind.

He had ---- already escaped, yet somehow came back just to court death. Jeroff shook his head, convinced that the man had poor judgment. Marshall's cruelty was obvious from the massacre of that town, and that man simply had not yet experienced the true terror of the Ludendorff family. "Split up and pursue. Jeroff, take one-third of the men and go left. | will pursue alone on the right. The central team will stay within a half-mile of me at all times. Don't worry. If anything happens, | can reinforce you immediately." Marshall issued his commands with confidence.

When he reached the spot where Andrew had stood earlier, he immediately realized how cunning Andrew was Three fresh escape trails had been deliberately left behind, each leading in a different direction. It was clearly meant to mislead them. Unfortunately for Andrew, Marshall had already lost an attendant once before. This time, he would not give Andrew any chance at all. Whether it was Jeroff or himself, they had more than enough power to confront him head-on. No matter what tricks the man tried, Marshall believed Andrew would not be able to outplay him.