Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 2910

Two massive energies erupted and shot straight into the sky. It was the raw power released by Garal, the Lord of Abyss City.

One was heavy and overwhelming, while the other was dark and obscure, impossible to fully grasp. It was the battle intent surging from Andrew.

"Out here in the wastelands, no one stands against the Ludendorff family."

Garal's warhammer slammed head-on into Andrew's greatsword.

The two of them clashed like gladiators, launching into brutal attacks the moment they met. It was a direct contest of strength and explosive physical power.

Andrew's hair whipped wildly in the raging currents of energy.

Godslayer crashed down on Garal in a three-strike combo, and each blow was heavier than the last. By the third strike, the massive blade of Godslayer was already flowing with scorching light.

Nonetheless, Garal was no ordinary opponent. He was nothing like the City of Hope's lord and those of his kind. As a key territorial commander of the Ludendorff family, he possessed true martial god level strength.

Even though the martial god level was the peak he would ever reach, half a lifetime of warfare had driven his combat record and willpower to their absolute limits.

With an explosive shout, Garal's massive aura surged again. The already crumbling restaurant collapsed completely. The muscles on his face twisted and bulged as the warhammer came down like a landslide. He met Andrew head-on without giving an inch.

Andrew grunted and was forced backward, sliding like he was on ice. He was pushed more than ten yards back.

Deep trenches were carved into the ground beneath his feet. The Abyss City soldiers on the perimeter turned pale and instinctively retreated to a safe distance.

Andrew held the sword in his left hand and brushed his right hand across Godslayer's razor edge.

A deep metallic hum burst from the blade.

"Again!"

He sank his weight and stabilized his center of gravity. Then, he charged forward in three explosive steps, his speed reaching its peak instantly.

With one final step, he leapt high into the air. The jump alone carried him nearly 50 feet upward.

In midair, Andrew shifted to a two-handed downward strike.

A massive streak of black and white lightning coiled around Godslayer and slammed downward with the blade. It was not real lightning, but Andrew's externalized energy tearing through the air.

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