Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 2921

Andrew was stunned. The three billion-dollar bounty from the Dark Clans was no small amount. From what he knew, Guillermo's bounty from Dark Trinity was only five billion Meurico dollars.

At the top of the Dark Clans' wanted list was none other than Reginald, the leader of Dragonfang, with a bounty of 12 billion Meurico dollars. Moreover, it was a joint bounty issued by the Lomuia Grand Cathedral and the Dark Clans.

Juno glanced at Andrew and said coldly, "So, you understand why none of us are living an easy life, right? But the one living the hardest life is Mr. Lloyd Senior. As his son, I hope you don't let everyone down."

Andrew gripped his massive sword, responding flatly, "I'll take the vanguard."

Too many explanations paled in comparison to the proof of strength brought by the blade in his hand. The Dragonfang warriors were undeniably powerful, but Andrew had come to the Outlands with a singular purpose: to reach the peak of martial gods.

His ultimate goal was to return to Holtrien and settle a score with Guillermo and the man pulling the strings behind him. Those were opponents far beyond any vampire duke like Soren.

Juno shook her head. "This is your first mission with us, so you're a complete rookie. Your job is to cover the rear."

Andrew frowned, glancing at Nyx, who sat silently in the passenger seat.

Nyx, wrapped entirely in a black robe, stared out the window and spoke softly. "What I said last night was just a joke. You're too delicate, too weak. Even if I were willing to let you charge into battle, Mr. Lloyd Senior would never allow it. And since he won't, I'll follow his wishes."

The battle vehicle roared, racing across the wilderness.

Suddenly, the sky ahead turned infinitely dark. Low, menacing clouds gathered, and savage winds whipped around them.

Through the window, Andrew saw bizarre, tangled trees growing in a black-misted swamp. Only a potholed cement road led forward, cutting a path to the dark, looming castle ahead.

Franz's voice dropped to a low, serious tone. "Everyone, get ready! We're about to arrive at Wicked Moon Hold. Soren becomes incredibly strong and bloodthirsty after transforming into a vampire. We must coordinate perfectly without a single misstep."

Andrew laughed and responded, "Thanks a lot."

As they were still hundreds of yards from the castle gates, the passenger door suddenly opened. Nyx, like a ghost, drifted out and quickly vanished beneath the dark sky.

The others tensed, ready to move.

According to Franz's intel, Soren did not have many servants. In the Dark Clans, his reputation was terrible. The vampire duke showed signs of madness, so almost no one wanted anything to do with him. The Dark Clans' royalty had repeatedly called on Soren to lead his people into battle, but he ignored every summons.

Eventually, Soren was completely ostracized from the Dark Clans. This allowed Dragonfang to strike directly.

Nevertheless, one thing was certain: a vampire duke was never an opponent to be taken lightly, regardless of his mental state.