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.

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