Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 3257

At Chetvinde's northern gate, another heavyweight figure arrived in secret. He was an exceptionally tall old man, dressed in ancient robes, with a long beard that reached down to his abdomen.

As he moved, hills and streams seemed to fall away behind him, covering in minutes what should have taken hours. When he passed through deep forests, even the fierce beasts inside fell silent, no longer daring to make a sound.

Suddenly, he stopped. From his sharp, narrowed eyes flashed a cold gleam. "Come out. There's no need to skulk and hide in the shadows."

Facing the dark woods ahead, the old man stood proudly in the clearing. His voice, though not loud, spread like muffled thunder.

From within the woods, figures shot out one after another. In an instant, they stood less than 30 yards in front of the old man.

They lined up side by side, each gaze icy.

The old man's expression was indifferent. "You can't possibly stop me with just the seven of you."

None of the seven figures spoke, merely watching the old man coldly. Suddenly, the two in the center stepped aside.

A tall, graceful figure walked forward. Sheena's face was frosty as she spoke. "You are Thunder Sect's Mr. Trevor Hudson, correct? Please turn back. Chetvine is not a place you can enter."

Trevor Hudson hailed from the Thunder Sect, one of the Eight Ancient Sects. His strength was formidable, a genuine martial god.

If Reginald were here, he would recognize him. Two years ago, this very man had joined Guillermo and the others in surrounding and attacking him.

However, Andrew had never met this elder.

Trevor let out a strange laugh. "So it's you, one of the two prodigies of the Lloyd royal family. And those seven behind you must be the seven department heads of the Lloyd family."

Sheena replied flatly, "That is correct. They are the seven department heads of the Lloyd family. We know you are no ordinary figure, Elder Trevor, so we have no choice but to rely on numbers."

Trevor sneered. "Little girl, you know far too little. You should also know that even with you and these seven men, you can't stop me. On the contrary, if I choose to kill, at least half of you will die."

Sheena replied impassively, "We have no wish to truly fight you to the death. We have only one goal, and that is to ask you to turn back."

Trevor burst into loud laughter and took a step forward. Lightning crackled across his entire body.

"If you want me to turn back, that is not impossible. That depends on whether you actually have the ability to stop me. I came to Chetvine for only one reason: to join Guillermo and kill that brat Andrew. As long as you step aside and let me finish the job, I will leave on my own."

The Lloyd family department head who wielded the blade grunted, his body convulsing with electrical sparks as he was flung backward.

Immediately after, Trevor's second, third, and fourth attacks followed one after another.

The Lloyd family department heads moved one after another. Each slashed down fiercely, shattering the lightning arcs.

But in turn, each coughed up blood and was forced back.

Sheena still did not move, continuing to gather her energy.

Clearly, she was preparing a single, full-powered strike.

Trevor advanced step by step, sneering. "I've long heard the Lloyd family had a female prodigy nearly as remarkable as that brat, Andrew. Seeing you today… You're not that impressive, after all. It seems you want to kill me with one strike. However, can these seven wastes withstand my assault to buy you enough time?"

With another roar, electricity coiled around Trevor's hands.