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Rising from the Ashes (Andrew and Lauren) Chapter 2779

With the two great elders of the Divine Alchemists joining the battle, Andrew’s pressure instantly multiplied. Whether it was Damon or Titus, both were powerful second-stage martial emperors. As they struck, their energy surged wildly with thunderous booms. Damon, as the Divine Alchemists’ elder in charge of combat operations, called out in a low voice, “All other apprentices, fall back. Elder Sterling and I will personally handle this little brat.” The other apprentices immediately jumped back and retreated However, Andrew was not the merciful type.

Since the Divine Alchemists were going all out, why should he hold back? As the apprentices retreated from the battle circle one by one, the Godslayer in Andrew’s hand unsheathed without warning. Then, with one strike, he forced Damon and Titus back. As the two great elders retreated, Andrew’s figure shot forward with explosive speed like a tiger charging into a flock of sheep. With only two swings, five more apprentices fell. Each body was. split in two, their deaths too gruesome to behold. This scene made Damon and Titus furious beyond measure.

—- “Brat, you’re so dead!” Damon and Titus glared at Andrew with burning killing intent, and they lunged at him from both sides. Deep, bone-shaking impacts echoed nonstop. Damon and Titus used their bare hands to clash against the Godslayer in Andrew’s grip. Their violent martial emperor strength was fully unleashed. They had already forgotten Julius’ instructions and only wanted to quickly finish off Andrew. Among the powerful figures arriving from all directions, there was Otto and the strong warriors under the Cunningham family.

Additionally, a martial emperor from the Harding family led five experts from his family. Finally, there were people from the Nieves family of Sylvan Peaks. They were also led by a martial emperor whose head was wrapped in yellow silk. This was a common appearance for martial artists from the remote lands of Sylvan Peaks. Sergio was not present. According to Guillermo’s arrangements, Sergio was responsible for intercepting any third-party interference that might emerge. “Don’t move yet.

Let’s watch and wait.” —- The martial emperor from the Nieves family of Sylvan Peaks had rare amber-colored pupils. Raising his rough, large hand, he stared intently at the Godslayer in Andrew’s hand. He added, “The Lloyd family’s Dragon Prince has quite a sword. I want that blade.” Andrew spun the sword upward and slashed fiercely at Damon. Damon was both furious and terrified. He had seen Godslayer’s lethality firsthand during their exchange and hurriedly stepped back, blasting three strikes into the air. The force churned the air and slammed into Godslayer’s trajectory.

Yet, it was useless. Godslayer barely slowed as it streaked straight toward Damon’s body. But at this moment, Titus had already attacked Andrew from the side. One punch aimed at Andrew’s temple. Before it even got close, the fierce force made Andrew’s head ache sharply. Left with no choice, Andrew withdrew his sword to guard his center. Only then did Damon manage to escape, and he pounced again, coordinating with Titus in a fierce battle against Andrew. Julius still sat in his chair, but his brow furrowed slightly.

He clearly disliked how long Damon and Titus were taking, yet they —- were the Divine Alchemists’ backbone, so even he would not scold them. Then, his cold eyes shifted, and from nearly 100 meters away, Julius slowly raised his hand and made a gripping motion toward Andrew. It looked as if he intended to grab Andrew straight into his palm. “Ant. With just one thought, you either die or end up half-dead.” Julius smiled with pure arrogance and mockery. Across the battlefield, Andrew suddenly felt a violent, indescribable jolt in his chest.

His heart and lungs pounded painfully as if they were about to rupture.