Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 2881

Rosemary nodded and agreed. "Fine. You said it yourself, so we'll do it your way. But I need to tell you that the altar is the spirit's power source. When it comes to dealing with evil entities, our Church's holy light magic has an absolute advantage. Martial artists like you probably aren't skilled in that area, are you?"

Andrew looked completely indifferent. "That's none of your concern. You just need to tell me one thing: can you do it or not?"

Rosemary replied coldly, "I can. We move in three minutes. I'll draw its attack while you destroy the altar. That's the plan."

Andrew's expression did not change, but inwardly he remained highly alert. He sensed that Rosemary had bad intentions and was definitely hiding something important from him.

Just now, Andrew had deliberately done the opposite of what she had suggested, refusing to follow her arrangement. Now, it seemed that she had known all along that he would switch roles, letting her draw the spirit while he destroyed the altar.

That was why she had deliberately said the opposite, nudging him straight into her trap and taking on destroying the altar himself.

'Is the altar more dangerous than the spirit?' Andrew silently speculated.

Nonetheless, without concrete evidence, he did not know the exact situation and could only play it by ear.

What was certain was that the spirit was terrifyingly powerful. Letting Rosemary draw its attention was definitely advantageous for him, no matter what.

Soon, time was up. Rosemary took the lead and walked into the forest, and Andrew noticed that a white bead had appeared in her pale hand. Soft white light pulsed inside it.

Rosemary said flatly, "This bead contains the Cathedral's sacred flame. All it takes is a single drop, and that evil creature will be ignited."

Rosemary was furious as the spirit sent her flying with a single slash of its blade. "Move, damn it! Do you want both of us to die here?"

Andrew still did not move, only observing the black altar. Finally, when Rosemary was being pressed into desperate danger by the spirit, he moved, shooting forward.

Within two breaths, he had reached the altar. Only now could he clearly see its true appearance.

The surface was densely carved with all kinds of mysterious symbols, and the moment Andrew saw them, he instinctively felt something was wrong.

Something was very wrong with this altar. At the very least, it was not the spirit's power source as Rosemary had claimed.