Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 2785

Andrew said nothing. He silently focused on the energy rapidly recovering within him and the eager, almost restless hum of the Godslayer in his grip.

The divine sword was thirsty for blood, and so was Andrew's own heart at that moment.

"Everyone, stand down for now!" Julius unexpectedly gave the order.

Damon shouted in protest, "Mr. Bowen, this brat deserves to die a thousand times over!"

Julius ignored him, walking step by step toward Andrew and dismissing everyone else. "I told you to stand down. Can you not understand a simple command?"

Both Damon and Titus felt their throats tighten, hearing the rage beneath Julius' calm words. They immediately retreated, unsure of what Julius intended to do.

Julius stopped only when he was less than ten feet from Andrew. He asked, "Your goal from the very beginning was my left hand, wasn't it? You dared to attack me for the sole purpose of rescuing that bastard child."

Andrew replied indifferently, "So you're not a complete fool after all. But what does it matter now that you've figured it out? By now, they're long gone."

Julius suddenly laughed, a loud, barking laugh that echoed around them. "You are cunning, I'll give you that! To still find a way to make me falter under that kind of overwhelming pressure is no small feat. True, the pendant on that bastard could save his life. But without your help triggering it, even a full suit of golden armor wouldn't have kept him alive."

He fixed his gaze on Andrew and asked, "Tell me, Andrew, was it worth it? If you had run for your life just now, you might've had a chance to escape. By saving him, what did you gain?"

Andrew answered calmly, "Eric is my brother. Saving him is the most natural thing in the world. Even if it were someone else, I still would've saved them. As for running? Sorry, I don't need to."

Julius scoffed, "You're just as hypocritical as your father. You don't need to run? Are you telling me you're not afraid to die?"

Andrew nodded. "Of course, I'm afraid of dying. Everyone is. But compared to death, I'm more disgusted by you and the way you bully anyone weaker than you. Madam Baxter disobeyed you, so you tried to force her. Her child annoyed you, so you tried to kill him."

He added, "Julius, do you think everything in this world belongs to you? That you are the master of their lives?"

Julius asked coldly, "And what if I am? Even your life is in my hands right now. Earlier, you caught me off guard, and that evil blade of yours grazed my skin. But all I need is a little focus, and your fate becomes the same as weeds on the sidewalk. I crush you whenever I want."

Andrew laughed, mocking and wild. "Julius, I used to be like you, looking down on everyone and thinking I'd rule the world one day. But strength alone has limits. Fate and the universe are far above us. Right now, you're only standing over me because your mastery is higher and you've been training longer. But even then, the humiliation my father gave you must still sting like hell."

Before he could finish, the hologram cut out with a violent burst of static. There was no doubt the fight on their side had erupted into a full-scale war.

Julius was an irreplaceable piece of the siege against Reginald. With someone like Reginald, even a single mistake could turn fatal.

Julius' face twisted with rage.

"Everyone, together! Kill him!" he ordered coldly. His figure blinked twice before shooting off into the distance.

Yet even after he had flown over 100 meters away, a wicked smile flashed across his face. He whipped his arm backward, sending a ball of black energy snapping through the air like dark lightning.

It carved streaks of shadows across the sky and then shot straight toward Andrew.

"I said you would be reduced to dust, and you will not escape that fate." Julius' voice echoed.

His silhouette vanished into the horizon, but his cold voice lingered in the air.