Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 1878

The moment Henry gave the retreat order, Alex and the others fled like prisoners granted a last-minute pardon.

Andrew had already been itching to leave, so he fought Adam while slowly falling back with him.

"You sons of bitches came storming in here, and now you want to walk out like nothing happened? Not a chance!" Adam roared, completely fired up.

He went all-in, refusing to let Andrew slip away. However, Andrew did not hold back either, blasting him over and over with Inferno Strike.

Each time their palms collided, Adam felt like his hands had been seared by red-hot irons.

"Damn! What the hell kind of technique is this?" he hissed through clenched teeth.

After a few more hits, he glanced at his hands and froze. They looked like overboiled meat, red and steaming.

"What on earth…" In an instant, Adam became wary.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Andrew stomped the ground and slid backward dozens of meters, instantly catching up to Alex. Then, he grabbed Alex by the collar and hurled him back toward Adam.

"What the hell are you doing? Let me go! No, no, no…" Alex screamed, his voice cracking in sheer terror.

Adam was in a murderous rage, and his killing intent exploded. Without any hesitation, he raised his palm and blasted Alex into pieces.

Henry led the retreat with Andrew close behind, followed by the remaining defeated martial artists. Half an hour later, everyone finally escaped the Yeagers and could catch their breath.

Henry's eyes flashed with deadly light as he grabbed Andrew by the collar, shouting, "Why did you kill Alex? Tell me!"

Andrew stared at him with a numb expression and empty eyes.

Henry was stunned for a long time before gritting his teeth. "Damn it, this guy's condition is still unstable! He can't tell the difference between enemies and allies yet… Poor Alex died for nothing!"

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