Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 3042

Like Abyss City, Aurora City was one of the major cities surrounding the Ludendorff family's headquarters at Throne City. It was even larger than Abyss City, and its military strength was greater too. However, its strategic position was not quite as critical as Abyss City's.

Nonetheless, the Ludendorff family had their own considerations for this. If the worst came to pass and Throne City fell or was overrun, the Ludendorff family's base of operations could temporarily relocate to Aurora City and start fresh.

As the King of the Wastelands, the Ludendorff family had spent years rolling through rebellions and wars, and they understood perfectly well the wisdom of having multiple backup plans.

'Once I'm back in the city and everything's sorted out, we'll coordinate with the main family base and attack Abyss City from both sides. I'm definitely going to take Andrew's head!' Ramon thought viciously.

With Throne City's forces added to the mix, Andrew and Abyss City would fall for sure. At the end of the day, Dragonfang and their crew were isolated and outnumbered, only managing to survive in the cracks through clever tactics and the Cathedral's interference, which gave them control over Abyss City.

In reality, once the Ludendorff family settled their dispute with the Cathedral and turned their full military might around, what would Dragonfang and that Andrew amount to?

The Ludendorff family alone had more than a handful of martial god level fighters. Raiden, Alonzo, himself, plus Cyril, Garal, Prescott, and others had been a formidable force back then.

Sure, Prescott, that disappointing brother of his, was finished now. However, that did not mean the Ludendorff family was in decline. The tiny Dragonfang organization had never been qualified to be their family's opponent.

Reaching Aurora City, Ramon pushed ahead of the crowd and roared furiously, "Open the gates!"

Did these useless idiots not see him returning from battle? Why had they not opened the gates earlier so he could rest?

From atop the towering walls of Aurora City, there was no response at all. The massive gates remained tightly sealed, without the slightest sign of opening.

Ramon was livid. "Have these morons lost their minds?"

Most of his subordinates were still inside Aurora City, and all of his assets and supplies were stockpiled within the city. Yet now, when he, the master, had returned home, no one was acknowledging him.

Facing Aurora City with its still-closed gates, Ramon roared. "Everyone, listen up: open the gates and prepare to engage the enemy! If you dare defy orders, I'll slaughter every last one of you!"

He was notorious for his violent and bloodthirsty approach to ruling his subordinates. With this threat, he refused to believe these rebels could keep their composure.

Finally, figures appeared atop the city walls. They stood in neat formation, heavy firepower in hand, all aimed downward.

Ramon's brow twitched, mumbling, "What's going on? Why are these bastards pointing their weapons at me… and at our own people?"

Several figures emerged at the very front of Aurora City's wall. The moment Ramon saw them, he nearly fainted on the spot. It felt like a sledgehammer had slammed into his chest, his heart threatening to burst.

"W-When did you enter my city? How?"