Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 2099

"Andrew survived even that… Is this bastard some kind of indestructible cockroach?" Henry gritted his teeth, making a joke so bitter even he could not laugh at it.

Grace quietly approached his side. "Mr. Fischer, what exactly is going on here?"

Henry hissed with hatred, "Damn it! This is a terrible situation. We didn't get anything out of this and instead got ourselves into huge trouble."

In the crowd, the commotion could no longer be contained and erupted like a tidal wave. "T-The McDaniel family's back mountain chapel actually collapsed?"

Another whispered, "What kind of people are these? That guy glaring daggers must be the head of the McDaniel family, right? He looks like he wants to eat someone alive."

"My goodness, what level of martial arts master could create such a massive crater?

However, the impressive one is that young guy in the pit. His clothes are completely shredded, but he's still standing!"

"That old man in the black robe has such sinister energy. Since when did the McDaniels have a monster like that inside their estate?"

Wave after wave of whispered conversations reached Nicholas's ears, making him even more furious. He quickly came up with a plan and stepped forward two paces, shouting at both Alistair and Andrew.

"You two, how dare you fight so brazenly in the sacred grounds of my family! Sons of the McDaniel family, and every hero present here today, follow me and exterminate these fiends!"

Andrew's face twisted into a savage grin. "Old man, if this were my prime, killing you would be nothing more than a scratch on me. So don't think you have the right to preach in front of me.

"Today, you rely on a century of cultivation to throw your weight around, but in my eyes, it's nothing more than the tricks of a tired beast. A pathetic show."

Alistair stepped forward, his figure vanishing like a black phantom. His voice hissed from every direction. "Is that so? Then let me show you what it means when soulfire devours the world, when death itself is a mercy."

His menacing voice came from all directions toward Andrew. Streams of black flames began to whip through the air. They spread and flickered like living shadows, proof that Alistair's speed had already reached ghostly levels.