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Rising from the Ashes (Andrew and Lauren) Chapter 3390

Azrael’s voice echoed clearly through the walls of Cliffside Gate. Every member of the Cavendish royal family heard it—including Andrew.

Cormac let out a cold scoff. “Ignore him, Andrew. Don’t even bother.”

Asher nodded in agreement. “Azrael’s move is obvious. He wants to injure you or kill you and create an opening for the Three Empires’ allied forces. But we don’t have to take the bait. As long as we hold Cliffside Gate, the allied armies are the ones who can’t afford the delay.”

Andrew chuckled. “I know exactly what he’s trying to do…”

He paused before continuing calmly. “But here’s the thing—what Azrael wants might be the same thing we want. If I take him out, the Cavendish royal family can push out immediately and sweep through the coalition in one strike. The entire northern front gets settled right then and there, doesn’t it?”

Asher’s expression tightened with concern. “That’s… well, Azrael isn’t your average martial god. Please don’t take that kind of risk.”

Cormac studied Andrew carefully. “If Azrael actually falls, the coalition outside the gate collapses on its own. But what are the odds you can pull that off?”

Andrew picked up his sword.

Without another word, he launched himself off the top of Cliffside Gate.

“Only one way to find out.”

An instant later, two massive waves of energy collided in the open air outside the gate.

Andrew’s greatsword slammed against Azrael’s spear, and the impact sent a violent shockwave rippling outward in every direction.

Andrew fought wide and aggressive, his strikes heavy and relentless.

Azrael matched him with equal intensity. Every ounce of his pent-up frustration—and his burning desire to kill Andrew—fueled each attack.

For both of them, this was the opportunity they had been waiting for.

When two armies reached a deadlock with no clear path forward, the death of a key figure could shift the balance in an instant.

Andrew understood that.

Azrael clearly did too.

From the moment they clashed, neither of them wasted a single breath on words.

They simply fought—fully committed and holding nothing back.

Atop Cliffside Gate, the Cavendish royal family’s experts gradually gathered alongside Nyx, all of them watching anxiously.

Atticus kept his eyes locked on the battle below.

He said to Cormac and Asher, “The moment anything goes wrong for Mr. Lloyd, the two of you move immediately.”

Cormac replied, “Don’t worry. We know what to do. But we can’t act too quickly. The remaining martial gods on the Three Empires’ side are watching as well. If we move, they’ll move too.”

He paused, eyes still fixed on the battlefield.

“In the end… this still depends on Andrew.”

After watching for a while, Nyx suddenly turned and left Cliffside Gate.

Cormac and the others looked confused as they watched her walk away.

Was she really not worried about Andrew?

Jakob curled his lip. “Don’t try to understand women—especially Ms. Greene. She feels like a completely different person now. When she looked at me earlier, I felt a chill run straight through my bones.”

Nyx soon found Shiloh.

“Shiloh,” she said with a smile.

Shiloh was sitting cross-legged in her room. Nearby, Joe was watching over Remyn.

She opened her eyes and glanced at Nyx.

“Stop acting so friendly. We’re not that close.”

Nyx kept smiling without missing a beat. “Well, I can’t exactly call you ‘ancient elder,’ can I? You look like you’re in your late twenties—an absolutely stunning one, I might add.”

Shiloh replied calmly, “If you want to call me that, I genuinely don’t mind. But if you have nothing important to say, leave. Don’t disturb my cultivation.”

Nyx nodded. “Actually, I do have something important to say. Andrew is already fighting the commander of the Three Empires’ allied forces.”

She tilted her head slightly.

“Shiloh, can you go help him?”

Shiloh answered indifferently, “I’m not interested.”

Nyx didn’t press right away.

“Shiloh, you should think about this carefully. Andrew is the father of your child. If you don’t help him, Remyn will lose his father.”

Remyn, who had been playing nearby, immediately looked up at Shiloh.

In a small, pleading voice, he said, “Mommy… can you go help Daddy? I just found him, and I don’t want anything to happen to him.”