Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 2800

Deep in Holtrien's central lands, this region sat within the Northern Martial Union. In the martial world, people referred to this place as The Chasm.

After a full day had passed, the green mountains and clear rivers here had turned into a wasteland. Everything was torn apart, burned, and devastated.

This was where the battle broke out, the one where five martial gods surrounded and attacked Reginald. Those within the Northern Martial Union who were lucky enough to witness even a glimpse of the fight were left horrified.

The shock ran so deep it felt like their souls trembled.

Even the leftover shockwaves from the battle could kill a low-tier martial saint with ease. And martial kings, who were usually treated like legends in smaller regions, were absolutely nothing here.

In most parts of the world, a martial king was enough to dominate the local martial scene. In a remote county, they would be revered as a clan's ancestral protector.

But to the top-tier powerhouses fighting in this ancient-level battle, martial kings were no different from insects crawling on the ground. They were not even worth a glance.

"Mr. Vazquez, we failed on our side!" Lorenzo arrived at the battlefield with an ugly expression.

Guillermo looked exhausted, and it was clear he had aged several years in a single day. His robe was stained with patches of blood, but he barely reacted to Lorenzo's report.

He only stared blankly at the ruined landscape around them, murmuring, "A whole day has passed? Time really does fly."

He did not mention that Reginald had actually held off five martial gods for an entire day.

Even someone like Guillermo found that level of endurance and power both unbelievable and terrifying.

Guillermo replied coldly, "Whether you get your vengeance or not, I don't know. But if you stay here even one more minute, you might die. Return to Chetvine right now, or the Lloyd royal family's elites will hunt you down one by one."

Lorenzo's face instantly turned pale. "What? The Lloyd royal family is sending out their main forces?"

Guillermo's expression twisted with anger as he snapped, "Idiot, isn't it obvious? They're a thousand-year clan, deeply rooted in this ancient land of Holtrien. A family that has risen to awe the world at home and abroad. On top of that, they have two extraordinary talents, Reginald and Andrew.

"Now that we're trying to wipe out both father and son, we're cutting off the Lloyd family's very foundation. Do you really think Donovan and the Lloyd royal family will sit by and let us do whatever we want?"

Lorenzo took a deep breath, and his voice weakened into a whisper. "Understood… sir…"