Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You Novel

---- Chapter 2943 As Christopher spoke casually, Cyril noticed something extraordinary. The raindrops falling toward the man's head shattered with each word he uttered, leaving Cyril stunned. Christopher had mysteriously appeared at the Ludendorff family headquarters and then covertly connected with the vampires of the Dark Clans. His speed, energy, and influence were beyond Cyril's wildest imagination. This was the Outlands, the Western domain. Yet here was a Holtrien man moving freely, even boldly insulting vampire archlords. Cyril could not help but think Christopher was terrifying.

The subtle display of power left him completely bewildered. Alonzo furrowed his brow. "What if he becomes a martial god? Surely the Ludendorff family isn't afraid of a newly emerging martial god. The situation in the Outlands is tense right now. Our family's focus should be on the Deadlands and its relationships with the Church and Dark Trinity." Christopher shook his head. "I don't care how you fight, compete, or beat each other's brains out. | only have one requirement: this kid must be eliminated. Ideally, he'd fall into my hands.

I have great use for him." ---- Alucard scoffed, "He must be eliminated! The vampires have lost two dukes in succession. The queen is already somewhat displeased." Christopher chuckled. "So your Queen has awakened from the Blood Pool?" Alucard said with restrained pride, "She awakened not long ago. However, she has no interest in the situation in the Outlands or the global dynamics. You should already know the only thing she cares about." Christopher nodded. "Let's wait for the next opportunity.

I've come to the Outlands because of my useless disciple, yet now I'm returning empty-handed again. It's ridiculous." As he muttered, he turned to walk away. Alucard nodded slightly at Alonzo before departing as well. With this, only two martial gods were left levitating above the mountain. Cyril hesitated, then spoke in a low voice. "Sir, Wyrmhelm is using us so blatantly to do his bidding, and he sure as hell has a terrible attitude. Did Mr. Raiden really have nothing to say about this?" Alonzo shook his head. "Cyril, there are some things you're not qualified to comment on.

It's best if you don't complain. I'll tell ---- you this: Mr. Raiden has ordered the Ludendorff family to cooperate fully with Wyrmhelm." Alonzo snorted. "Because this old man will give the Ludendorff family a true golden age, one where we dominate the Wastelands. Do you think the current chaos in the Outlands happened by accident? Vampires, sirens, werewolves, the five great Western nations, and the Lomuia Grand Cathedral..." He continued, "I will tell you this: the one pulling the strings behind all of it is the very old man you resent. Cyril, remember this.

God may favor the West, but the sharpest minds, the most cunning, the most unpredictable, and the ones who love operating from the shadows... they have always come from that ancient and mysterious land in the East." "So now you understand why the East and West have clashed and gone to war so many times throughout history," Alonzo concluded. Cyril's face paled, and he did not know what to say. All he felt was cold sweat soaking his back