Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 2889

The holy light power of Lomuia Grand Cathedral was truly extraordinary.

The moment it entered his body, Andrew felt an indescribable surge coursing through him. Most notably, this power was completely different from the energy cultivated by Holtrien martial artists. It was also distinct from the bloodline powers of the Western Dark Clans and various dark creatures.

In other words, three entirely different forces now coexisted within Andrew's body. This was not necessarily unprecedented, but at the very least, few people had ever experienced such a thing.

Andrew was stunned beyond belief. He never expected his realm to break through again. In one leap, he advanced from the fourth stage of martial emperor to the final fifth stage.

In other words, he had just leveled up. And now, he has achieved yet another breakthrough. He was only one step away from becoming a martial god.

Even with Andrew's monstrous talent, this speed was honestly quite exaggerated.

However, he was still underestimating the true power of the holy light. Saint John's strength was comparable to Valerius'. Both powerhouses were among the world's most elite humans at that time, and they perished in this place because they had encountered the three great dark ancestors of the Dark Clans all at once.

The continuous stream of white holy light kept pouring into Andrew's body. His expression changed slightly, and he realized that if this continued, the three different powers mixing inside him might spiral out of control.

Andrew could already feel a distinct swelling pain in his meridians. At the same time, his body was beginning to reject this power from the holy light. Despite that, he stubbornly insisted on forcibly absorbing all of the power at this critical moment.

Only by withstanding the pressure could he achieve an even greater breakthrough. For martial artists, this was a path where great risk came with greater reward.

Besides, Andrew had always been an incredibly bold and daring person.

Just as he continued absorbing the holy light power from within the stone orb, Rosemary gradually regained consciousness. She felt a sudden chill all over her body.

When she looked down, she was burning with shame and fury. Her white robes had been torn to shreds, and she was bound in a humiliating position, completely tied up by Andrew.

What made Rosemary even more shocked and furious was that Andrew was actually absorbing the power of the holy light, which was originally meant for her.

"You bastard! Stop right now!" Rosemary shouted angrily.

She forcibly tried to activate the energy within her body, but unfortunately for her, Andrew had sealed all her meridians.

Moreover, the white orbs she could have used for a sneak attack had all been confiscated by Andrew. It was safe to say that Andrew had searched everywhere except between her legs.

Rosemary suppressed her hatred and replied coldly. "Making an enemy of the Lomuia Grand Cathedral will not end well for you."

Andrew sneered. "Whether it'll end well for me or not, I don't know. But the one who won't have a good ending right now seems to be you."

Rosemary clenched her teeth. "You wouldn't dare touch me. If you dare lay a finger on me, the Cathedral's Holy Knights and Inquisitors will hunt you down across the entire world."

Andrew scoffed. "You're acting like I'm terrified of the Lomuia Grand Cathedral. Let me tell you the truth. Nowadays, I really don't take Lomuia Grand Cathedral that seriously. I have gone head-on against the Dark Clans. Do you think I'd be afraid of your Pope? Of the Lomuia Grand Cathedral?"

Rosemary was shocked. "Who exactly are you?"

She had always assumed Andrew was just an ordinary martial artist from Holtrien. She never expected that he actually had conflicts with the Dark Clans.

That alone proved he was anything but ordinary, since no normal person dared provoke the Dark Clans.

Andrew just shook his head. "Sorry, but you're unworthy of knowing who I am."