Read Rising from the Ashes (Andrew and Lauren) Novel by Only For You Updated 2025 -26 - Rising from the Ashes (Andrew and Lauren) Chapter 2786

Andrew watched the Bloodshadow shoot back toward him and took a deep breath as he tightened his grip on Godslayer. He swung forward with a brutal strike, meeting the attack head-on. Someone yelled, “This time, Andrew is definitely dead!” Titus and Damon knew very well how terrifying Julius’ finishing move was. So when the Bloodshadow blasted toward Andrew, they retreated instantly. They turned back just in time to see Andrew’s greatsword smash into that mass of black light. As expected, Andrew was thrown backward immediately, and even Godslayer flew out of his hand.

In midair, his face twisted in pain while black lightning crawled across his burned skin with crackling snaps. By the time he hit the ground, his entire body looked charred black like burnt coal. Everything went silent. The Nieves family’s Martial Emperor and the elites from the Harding and Cunningham families all stared in shock, filled with deep dread. Someone like Julius only needed a single move to show power that felt utterly unstoppable. It would not have mattered which of them took that hit; any one of them would have died on the spot.

—- Jerome pushed his speed to the limit and rushed to Andrew’s side. Without hesitation, he lifted Andrew and pressed both hands against Andrew’s back. He poured his energy into Andrew, recklessly, draining his own core without caring about the consequences. One of the Nieves family experts stepped forward instinctively. However, the Nieves family’s martial emperor sighed and raised a hand. “Don’t bother. The Lloyd family’s Dragon Prince is certainly dead this time.” Jerome felt his heart sink. Even though Julius had left, he had still thrown one more killing strike behind him.

It was unbearably vicious. If Andrew died here, Jerome knew the only thing left for him was ‘to fight his way out with Andrew’s body. He would bring it back to the Lloyd royal family, then return and battle the Divine Alchemists to the death. He would fight until he fell. Awarrior died for the one he chose to follow. For someone like Jerome, once he pledged himself to Andrew, he would follow him until his last breath. That loyalty was a principle deeper and more sacred than life itself. In Jerome’s senses, Andrew no longer had any trace of life.

—- However, to his horror, the charred skin on Andrew’s body suddenly began to crack and fall off. Beneath it, fresh new skin slowly appeared. Within moments, the burned flesh on Andrew’s face shed away completely, revealing an unscathed face underneath. Jerome stared, speechless, as Andrew’s eyes snapped open. They were cold, lifeless, and frighteningly calm. Andrew reached backward into the air with an effortless motion. Godslayer, lying far away, responded to its master and leapt straight into his hand. Using the sword to support himself, Andrew pushed up and stood once more.

“What the…” someone whispered. All the Divine Alchemists’ elders and the other factions froze in disbelief. “No, this is impossible!” Damon shouted first. “Mr. Bowen’s Bloodshadow can damage the mind itself. Even someone with an invincible body wouldn’t survive it. He shouldn’t be alive!” Titus frowned deeply as Brielle’s warning echoed in his mind: never make an enemy of Andrew lightly, and never underestimate the Lloyd family’s Dragon Prince. —- Jerome’s voice shook with joy. “Andy, you’re alive?” Andrew let out a long, hot breath and shook his head.

“It’s not that serious.” His entire body felt like it might split apart, and every inch of his skin throbbed with a burning, swollen pain. Yet a fresh, powerful force surged out from deep within him. It spread through his bones and limbs like spring water running through dry fields, revitalizing every part of him.