Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 2911

A trickle of blood spilled from the corner of Andrew's mouth. Yet, the killing force erupting from within his body grew even more ferocious.

Garal's heart kept sinking. He did not believe he would lose, but Andrew's excellence and perseverance displayed had already exceeded his understanding. After all, such a prodigy should not exist in the Outlands.

At the very least, the Ludendorff family could not allow him to survive. Otherwise, it would be like leaving a threat unchecked, which could bring grave consequences later.

Garal swung his warhammer wildly and began to press forward. Sparks exploded between the two of them, and flashes of light scattered in every direction.

Garal was a veteran martial god with terrifying foundations. Yet, at this moment, even he was somewhat out of breath. When he looked at the young man across from him, Andrew was injured, but it clearly did not affect him much.

If they continued fighting, Garal truly could not say who would come out alive. What infuriated him was that the man in front of him had not even officially stepped into the martial god level yet.

Of course, Garal did not know that a dramatic transformation was occurring inside Andrew's body, something that even Andrew himself had not anticipated.

The five elements of nature were transforming into each other in an endless cycle. At first, Andrew had not realized this. But now, facing Garal, a truly powerful opponent, and being pushed to his limits, everything naturally clicked into place.

The sword in his left hand slashed down fiercely, but was deflected by Garal. However, Godslayer automatically flew into Andrew's right hand. Yet, his left hand did not pause for a moment and struck three consecutive palms at Garal's opening.

Garal felt overwhelming flames surging toward him.

It was Inferno Strike!

His battle armor protected him, allowing him to withstand three strikes. Even so, he still felt a blockage in his chest that was extremely uncomfortable.

The flame energy from the Inferno Strike had penetrated his meridians and began burning. Before he could purge the discomfort from his body, another brutal wave of attacks came crashing down.

Andrew withdrew his palm, then struck again. This time, a green glow flashed. Immediately after, he delivered two final palm strikes, smashing directly into the warhammer.

The warhammer, which should have inevitably crushed Andrew and left him gravely injured, was completely stopped in midair.

Garal stepped forward twice and grabbed the suspended warhammer. His face was filled with shock and uncertainty as he stared at Andrew, completely forgetting to attack.

He said, "There seems to be multiple elemental powers inside your body. I am not ignorant of ancient Holtrien martial arts. What you used was the Five Elements power, right? Endless regeneration, mutual transformation, balancing strength and softness, water and fire share the same source."

Andrew reached behind him, pulled out the greatsword embedded there, and said calmly, "So what if it is? Sir, you cannot kill me."

Garal clenched his teeth and said, "You've been so provocative, targeting the Ludendorff family. Why?"