Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 3071

Arya closed her eyes and took a deep breath. When she opened them again, her pupils had turned completely golden, and her entire aura surged instantly as a golden storm began to take shape around her.

She said coldly, "Nyx, you know what? You've never begged anyone for anything. But just now, for this devil's sake, after all these years apart, the first thing you do when we meet again is beg me to spare him. I don't know how he's managed to bewitch you. But I do know you're in way too deep. Devils are masters of temptation and deception. Nyx, I'm sorry I came so late!"

Arya's golden eyes blazed with determination. "Even if it weren't for the massacre he committed against the Cathedral, for your sake alone, I will never let him go!"

The white holy sword in Arya's hand trembled violently. She raised it and struck with a single swing, but her target was not Andrew; it was the City Lord's Mansion itself.

Her intention was crystal clear: she would destroy all of Abyss City to force Andrew out into the open with nowhere to hide.

"You've got some nerve, you crazy bitch!"

Andrew had been seething with rage from the start. If it were not for Nyx standing between them, blocking Arya while also keeping him from acting rashly, he would have already drawn his sword to see what this so-called Battle Angel was really made of.

Now that Arya had struck first, blowing the roof clean off the City Lord's Mansion, Andrew was not about to hold back anymore. He pulled Nyx aside and swung his blade straight at Arya herself.

She said coldly, "You're truly overestimating yourself!"

Golden light exploded from her body, and the blinding holy radiance was far more magnificent than what Kass, Lysander, and Makhaylus had displayed earlier.

This meant Arya's power far exceeded all three of them combined.

Andrew's greatsword struck the golden barrier with a tremendous clang and was instantly repelled. His eyes narrowed slightly.

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