Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 3320

Julius burst into wild laughter and said, "Andrew, I thought you were indestructible. Now you're seriously hurt, aren't you?"

Andrew looked at him as if he were an idiot and replied calmly, "Do I look seriously hurt to you? I just wanted to test how powerful the ultimate technique of the Divine Alchemists really was. And from what I can see, it's nothing special."

Julius' pupils shrank violently as he blurted out, "That's impossible!"

He had clearly seen Andrew's chest explode open earlier, yet there was not a single drop of blood, let alone any real injury. The Word of Ruin he used had drawn upon the very laws of heaven and earth, striking and killing invisibly.

Even a peak martial god could not withstand his technique, yet Andrew had voluntarily taken the hit to test its power and walked away completely unscathed.

Julius unconsciously swallowed hard. His expression was extremely bitter.

While his mind wavered, Andrew laughed coldly. "Now it's my turn."

His right hand shot out, violently tearing at the sky above. Immediately, a vortex appeared in the Umbral Peak Sect's already gloomy sky, and a strand of crimson lightning struck down.

This time, Andrew did not use Godslayer as the conduit. Instead, he grabbed the Primordial Thunder with his bare hand. Then, he shot forward suddenly, pressing it toward Julius' head. The latter's face turned vicious as he raised his hand, pointing at Andrew.

Through gritted teeth, he snarled, "Destroy! Destroy! Destroy! Destroy!"

He unleashed the Word of Ruin four times in a row, which was already his absolute limit. Any more than that, and his body would overload, and he would start coughing up blood on the spot.

Julius threw his head back and vomited blood uncontrollably. Before long, a piercing scream erupted from his mouth. As he fell, his clothes and even his hair were burned away, and the Primordial Thunder nearly roasted him alive, leaving him charred and smoking.

Monty had instinctively rushed over to support him. Even so, he was still a step too late. He watched helplessly as Julius fell toward the ground below.

Monty instantly lost all courage to attack. He thought Andrew was absurdly, impossibly strong. With just the two of them, they stood absolutely no chance, especially now that Julius was gravely injured and barely alive.

"Sir, show yourself and help me!" Monty shouted desperately toward the mountain behind the Umbral Peak Sect.

He was calling forth someone even stronger than himself: the Eastern Wanderer!