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Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 2109

"Praise the Eternal Eclipse!" Arturo bowed his head, chanting like a monk in prayer.

Veins bulged across Morgan's forehead, his voice sharp with fury. "I warned her. I told her not to give in to greed. Ernesto, Arturo… The saintess' dark power is fully awakened now. The three of us must strike together!"

Ernesto slowly drew his sword. Even in the dead of night, its blade gleamed with a dazzling light. One look was enough to know that it was no ordinary weapon, but a true divine blade.

Without another word, he lunged, thrusting straight at Shiloh. In the darkness, a streak of silver light split the air.

At the same time, Arturo raised his massive staff with both hands and brought it crashing down.

Morgan let out a thunderous shout, leaping into the air, his palms crashing toward Shiloh's side.

Three supreme masters moved as one, striking to kill.

Andrew's voice cut through the chaos like a blade. "You shameless bastards! Three against one girl? I won't stand by and watch!"

He slammed a foot forward, the ground trembling beneath him as a violent force erupted.

Inferno Strike roared from his palm, blazing toward them.

Morgan had intended to ignore him, but when he felt the searing wave of heat surging at his back like a tidal wave, his face changed instantly.

Shocked, he muttered, "How can he be this strong? Something's wrong with that technique!"

Even so, he did not hesitate. With a snarl, he threw his palms forward to meet Andrew's strike.

The clash was thunderous.

Morgan was a peak martial saint, the proud head of the Drache family, and a man who stood at the very pinnacle of the Southern Martial Union. His power would have been overwhelming against anyone else.

Yet, the instant his palms slammed against Andrew's strike, fiery streams of energy burst into his meridians. His chest constricted, his face flushed scarlet, and with a guttural roar, he tore himself free, stumbling back.

He looked down in disbelief as he realized that his hands were scorched, the skin burning as if smoke might rise from it.

"What on earth…" For a second, even Morgan was shaken. He had expected to send Andrew flying. Instead, he was the one who got injured.

And Andrew?

Morgan looked up and was immediately dumbfounded. Andrew was already charging toward Ernesto without missing a beat.

Did this guy not even need to catch his breath?

How could his energy core operate at such high intensity?

All martial artists needed time to recover after attacking. Even a true martial emperor would have moments when their energy weakened and their techniques grew stale.

Morgan had to stand further away because of Andrew's intervention. However, he still felt his chest tighten, as if he had been hit by a sledgehammer. He spat out a mouthful of blood as well. He staggered backward more than a dozen steps before finally stopping.

"It's over! The Greene family's saintess has completely awakened!"

Clutching his chest, Morgan's face was filled with fear and dread. Among everyone present, only Andrew was unharmed.

He was only a few steps away from Shiloh. However, when that wave of black energy surged outward, it automatically flowed around him.

Looking at Shiloh now, Andrew's palms were sweating as he said quietly, "Shiloh, what's happening to you?"

Shiloh's eyes, which showed only whites, turned toward him.

"I don't want to kill you, so leave," she said, her voice flat and mechanical.

Her slender frame trembled once, then she vanished, reappearing in front of Arturo in the blink of an eye. The black energy around her small hand transformed into a sharp spike that crashed downward.

If the strike landed, Arturo's skull would burst apart in a spray of crimson mist, and he would be dead just like that.

A chill ran down Andrew's spine, his scalp prickling as he beheld the scene. The Shiloh standing before him now was no longer the gentle person he knew. The power radiating from her was monstrous, overwhelming, and far beyond what should have been possible.

Even at the peak of his strength, Andrew realized he might have struggled against this terrifying force.

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