Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You Novel

---- Chapter 3143 A flash of white light sliced through the air, and the snow-white blade arc tore across the front lines. With his longsword, Vance effortlessly took five heads in a single strike. Yet, his expression looked unusually grim. The north gate of Throne City had already been breached by his forces. The warriors of the Coven of Heavenly Radiance surged into the city in massive numbers. At first, victory seemed within reach. Without towering walls to block them, the defenders inside the city looked like livestock waiting to be slaughtered.

However, Vance had underestimated the century-old foundation of the Ludendorff family. He had also underestimated the resistance of the Wastelands' fallen king at the moment of collapse. Inside the city, secondary and tertiary defensive lines had already been erected, and they were all made up of slaves. These weak slaves were being driven forward, sent to their deaths as they charged at the Coven of Heavenly Radiance warriors. Some even had explosives strapped to their bodies, going for mutual destruction.

---- At first, Vance roared furiously, trying to intimidate these slaves into retreating. But soon, he realized how naive he had been. The insane Ludendorff family was worse than animals. These slaves were being herded out as cannon fodder, living walls of flesh. Vance knew his options were limited now, and there was only one path: advance or retreat. Win or lose, all his previous efforts and schemes would be wasted if he failed. Hence, he issued the order to kill without mercy. However, slaughtering massive numbers of slaves yielded no significant progress.

An endless stream of slaves kept being driven out from Throne City's underground dungeons. Iridessa moved like a wisp of smoke, constantly taking down the Ludendorff family's elite warriors. She was advancing toward the tower above: the ramparts. She was clearing overhead threats for the Coven of Heavenly Radiance warriors. Vance led the warriors, pushing forward from ground level. Iridessa was nearly breaking through to the central castle: the heart of Throne City, where the throne hall stood. Yet Vance was still several hundred yards behind.

Only by taking the central castle and killing all of the Ludendorff family's high command, making their last stand, could they ---- claim victory. However, those few hundred yards felt as difficult as a long-distance expedition to Vance. Iridessa flew back, landing beside Vance, speaking urgently. " Vance, you can't keep killing like this! These slaves are innocent." Vance's eyes were bloodshot as he roared, "Do | have a choice? If | don't kill them all, there's no path forward. And besides, these people are charging at me with weapons. Iridessa, fight!

This is war, and death is just the norm." As he spoke, his longsword slashed out. A large group of slaves was cut clean in half, a gruesome sight. lridessa's eyes flickered with deep reluctance as she turned her head away. She wanted to beg Vance to stop attacking these lowly slaves because it was simply pointless. But in the end, she bit her lip and said nothing. Victory was right before them, and Vance was right; death was the norm in war. For their ultimate goal, what did these sacrifices matter? Yet her hand gripping the spiked weapons trembled slightly.

She could not be like Vance, killing indiscriminately, especially when these slaves had eyes so numb and hollow, filled with pain and fear. lridessa was still just a young woman, no matter how brutal her ---- training had been. Faced with this hellish scene, she still felt sick inside. A piercing sound suddenly rang out. A massive greatsword descended from above, slashing wildly toward Vance. "Vance, watch out!" lridessa screamed, knowing this was not some slave but a mighty warrior from the Ludendorff family.

She shot upward, spun, then stabbed her spiked weapons toward the blade of the greatsword With a clang, the greatsword was deflected and crashed into the crowd of slaves. Another wave of casualties followed. lridessa was shocked. She had not expected this person to kill even his own people. Alonzo's face was hidden behind his battle armor, his expression impossible to read. Only his eyes were visible; vicious, dark, and predatory. Energy surged along his greatsword as he struck out violently once more.

At the same time, the Ludendorff family's high-ranking elites and the Black Knight Legion officers all freed themselves up and launched a major counteroffensive against Vance's forces. Immediately, the Coven of Heavenly Radiance warriors felt immense pressure and began falling.