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Rising from the Ashes (Andrew and Lauren) Chapter 3101

With a thought, Andrew opened his right hand. A tiny spark of lightning flickered to life in his palm, crackling and dancing like a restless red sprite.

Othniel stepped forward, his expression tangled with shock and complex emotion. He stared at Andrew for a long moment before murmuring, “That’s the original power of our Arcturus—the Primal Thunder. I never imagined it would choose you, Mr. Lloyd.”

Tobiah approached as well. His aged face trembled as he opened his mouth, but no words came. In the end, it all dissolved into a long sigh. He dropped to his knees and said with deep gratitude, “Thank you for lifting the thousand-year curse and poison from the Highland Tribe. I am endlessly grateful, and I have no way to repay you.”

Othniel knelt too, pulling Hershel down with him.

Startled, Andrew quickly helped them back to their feet. “Chief, I don’t think I really helped much,” he said awkwardly. “On the contrary, the statue was destroyed, and Arcturus’ inherited power somehow ended up inside me by accident.”

Tobiah immediately shook his head. “Mr. Lloyd, you misunderstand. You truly did save our tribe. Knox has already inherited Arcturus’ ancestral power.”

Andrew looked at Knox in surprise.

Knox nodded firmly, then finally broke into a grin. “I feel incredibly powerful right now!” As he spoke, he raised both hands. A tremendous aura surged around him, and red lightning crackled from his palms—just like Othniel’s. Yet it was subtly different from what resided within Andrew. It lacked that dark crimson hue and the primordial, overwhelming pressure.

Tobiah explained, “Knox has also received his ancestor’s inherited power. The Arcturus bloodline has finally been fully awakened in his body. But you, Mr. Lloyd, do not carry our ancestor’s bloodline. What you possess is Arcturus’ most fundamental power—Primordial Thunder itself. In other words, you have directly inherited Arcturus’ strength. From this day on, you will be able to face the werewolf progenitors head-on, without being suppressed by rank or bloodline.”

Andrew took a deep breath and smiled. “As long as it hasn’t caused any trouble for the Highland Tribe, that’s all that matters.”

Othniel laughed. “Not only has it caused no trouble—on the contrary, Mr. Lloyd, you’ve formed an extraordinary bond with our tribe!”

Juno finally found her chance to speak to Knox, irritation written all over her face. “So you’re stronger than me now, is that it?”

Knox immediately started showing off his true nature. “Juno, you’re no match for me anymore. You’d better be more respectful from now on. Otherwise—”

Juno pursed her lips. “I don’t care if you’re Arcturus’ descendant. Lay a finger on me and you’ll regret it. Don’t forget how many times I saved your life when we were fighting side by side.”

Knox burst out laughing and scratched his head. “You know what kind of person I am. Juno, even if I’ve gotten stronger, I’m still your little brother.”

Nyx couldn’t help laughing, utterly speechless at Knox’s shameless flattery. Tobiah was in high spirits, and Othniel and the other Highland Tribe members were all smiles. They urged everyone to return to the tribe at once to announce the good news.

After that, they would hold a grand bonfire celebration to express their gratitude and praise for Andrew, their benefactor.

However, just as they turned and had taken only a few steps, a tall Highland Tribe warrior came stumbling toward them along the path, his body drenched in blood.

“Chief! Mr. Fernsby!” he cried hoarsely. “Something terrible has happened. The werewolf army is launching a massive attack on the mountain fortress. We can’t hold them off!”

After forcing out the message, the warrior collapsed. On his back were three deep gashes torn open by werewolf claws, and he looked on the verge of death.

Tobiah and Othniel’s faces drained of color.

“This is bad,” Tobiah said urgently. “Quick—we need to return immediately. The commotion here must have alerted the Dark Sacred Mountain. The remaining werewolf progenitors are furious!”