Read Rising from the Ashes (Andrew and Lauren) Novel by Only For You Updated 2025 -26 - Rising from the Ashes (Andrew and Lauren) Chapter 3357

Andrew didn’t hesitate for even a second.

The moment he pulled his blade back, he swung it again—brutal and decisive—aimed at the last surviving Twin Demon.

The two martial gods rushing in to save him were furious. There was no way they would let Andrew finish him off.

They charged at full speed. Before they even closed the distance, massive waves of palm force ripped through the air, slamming toward Andrew’s head.

Andrew let out a cold laugh.

The strike meant to end the second twin shifted mid-swing.

He pivoted smoothly, redirecting the blow straight at one of the two rescuing martial gods.

The man screamed in terror.

Blood burst from his mouth as the force hit him. His body bent like a snapped bow and plummeted toward the ground.

With a single strike, Andrew erased his combat capability entirely.

“Two more! Surround and kill this kid!” a black-robed martial god rasped.

He had been teaming up with another to suppress Atticus, but now he abruptly disengaged and called over two more martial gods.

Together with the one already present and the surviving twin, five martial gods from the three empires converged on Andrew.

The decision was fast and ruthless.

The moment they realized Andrew’s destructive power was too overwhelming, they adjusted their strategy.

It was timely. It was decisive.

But they still didn’t understand how terrifying he truly was.

Encircled by five martial gods, Andrew’s expression didn’t change.

His body continued to rise higher into the sky.

The five clung to him like shadows, surrounding him as they ascended. A thunderous aura began building across the heavens, heavy and explosive.

Below, Atticus, Jakob, Asher, and the others fought their own battles—but their eyes kept drifting upward.

“Asher,” Atticus said in a low voice, “go assist Mr. Lloyd.”

Earlier, Atticus had believed Andrew was simply standing by, watching the Cavendish royal family struggle without lifting a finger.

He had been deeply displeased.

He’d even thought Andrew was deliberately letting them suffer.

If that were true, then the Cavendish royal family would fight alone, without relying on anyone.

A trace of contempt had crept into Atticus’ heart. After all, Andrew claimed to act for Holtrien—yet when the Cavendish family had been pushed into a corner, he hadn’t moved.

If that wasn’t petty, what was?

Now it was obvious he had been completely wrong.

The entire battlefield had shifted because of Andrew alone.

Moments ago, the Cavendish royal family had been heavily suppressed. Now the pressure had been shattered by Andrew’s intervention.

Atticus didn’t hesitate anymore.

If Andrew had stepped forward with that kind of resolve, the Cavendish royal family couldn’t afford to look small in return.

But before Asher could break away, Nyx forced back her opponent with a sharp slash of her dagger. She spoke calmly, her voice steady.

“Andrew doesn’t need anyone interfering.

“If the Cavendish martial gods go up there, they’ll only get in his way.”

The words sounded arrogant.

Yet neither Asher nor Atticus argued.

Nyx was Andrew’s woman.

If anyone knew his limits, it was her.

Suddenly, a sound like tens of thousands of high-voltage lines humming at once spread across the sky.

The air trembled.

In the next instant, a world-shattering pillar of sword energy erupted from the heavens.

With Andrew at its center, it expanded outward in every direction.

Asher, Jakob, and Atticus all stared upward in shock.

High above, the five martial gods struck simultaneously.

Five violent torrents of power intertwined, weaving together as they blasted toward Andrew in a single, overwhelming assault.