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Rising from the Ashes (Andrew and Lauren) Chapter 2595

Sheena threw a punch in mid-air and shattered the pavilion roof. Just as she prepared to follow through, her eyes caught sight of Alfredo himself. Dressed in white, his clothes billowed as he appeared before her like a ghost, moving with a speed no one could track. The two were mere inches apart. Alfredo said flatly, “That’s enough. You’ve already proven yourself. At least you’re worthy of making me seriously draw my sword once.” Firefly immediately flared with blinding light, and a piercing shriek tore through the air, sharp enough to make ears ring.

No one saw how he struck; they only saw Sheena spew blood in midair, her body flung backward. Then, she crashed into the marble Oathblade Platform with a deafening impact, carving a deep crater into its surface. Dust filled the air as silence fell over the crowd Valerie’s voice trembled as she whispered, “T-This is the power of a martial god? We couldn’t even see his blade move. Even my dad or the elders of my family might not be his match.” Luna spoke hoarsely. “It’s not just your family.

In Chetvine’s —- entire military, I can’t think of anyone who could stand against him.” Andrew stood there, staring at the crater where Sheena had fallen, his face pale as chalk. Watching Sheena take such a brutal hit hurt him more than if he had been the one fighting. However, he did not move to help her because the battle was not over yet. Sheena’s pride would never end with just one strike. At least, not ona single sword swing. When the dust finally settled, Sheena coughed up several mouthfuls of blood but somehow pushed herself to her feet again. “Come on!” she snarled.

She wiped the blood from her mouth as she staggered forward toward Alfredo. Her voice was hoarse but defiant, and she walked straight back to the pavilion. Alfredo stood there with one hand behind his back, calm and unbothered. His brow furrowed slightly, showing the first sign of impatience. “This last strike will kill you. But not just anyone is qualified to die by my blade. So you still have a chance to live, as long as you choose to turn around right where you stand and crawl away like a dog.” —- Blood dripped from Sheena’s chin as she gave a faint, bloody smile.

“Sorry to disappoint you, Mr. Topsfield Senior, but I’m not a dog. I choose to stand like a person, like Uncle Reginald, and face my fight head-on.” The hand Alfredo kept behind his back trembled slightly, unnoticed by anyone else. For the first time, his voice dropped to a chilling tone. “At first, I was hesitant about whether to kill you or not. Even just now, whether I killed you or not depended on my mood. But now, you must die. “You shouldn’t have mentioned Reginald’s name when I was about to strike. I hate that name. I hate it to the extreme.

So you must die.” An overwhelmingly powerful aura appeared out of nowhere, and the pavilion around Alfredo exploded with a boom and turned to ash. Within three feet of him had become a death zone. The two martial emperors watching from the outer ring of the arena froze in shock, their pupils shrinking. In the Eastern Regions, they were sovereigns; untouchable rulers. However, standing before Alfredo of Swordhaven Keep, they felt like insects, nothing more than dust beneath his boots. —- At the edge of the battlefield, Luna’s heart skipped a beat as she glanced sideways, then gasped.

“Wait… Andrew’s gone!” Valerie looked around quickly, her face darkening. “Where did he go? Why would he disappear at a time like this?”