Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 2936

Facing Cyril, Andrew remained calm. "Where are the Holtrien soldiers?"

Cyril sneered. "You're definitely from the Holtrien military. But since you're about to die, I might as well tell you something. Take a good look... Those ready to drink your blood are your own comrades."

Andrew's heart sank as he looked closer into the passageway. The red eyes now revealed a horrifying truth: these were Holtrien soldiers. They were still wearing their military uniforms, but now transformed into vampiric servants driven only by bloodlust.

A surge of rage exploded in his chest.

Taking a deep breath, Andrew raised his massive sword, declaring, "The Ludendorff family will one day be destroyed in the wilderness."

Cyril laughed mockingly, "Big words! Be careful not to bite your tongue. I'll make sure you die a horrible death!"

Meanwhile, in the ship's lower deck, Nyx confronted her own formidable enemy.

A vampire duke stood before her. He was elegantly dressed in a suit, with a slender build and slightly curled silver hair. Despite his beautiful form, his face was monstrously grotesque, with a mouth stretched back, a long tongue licking blood from his face.

The vampire, Giuliano Rossi, fixed his blood-red eyes on Nyx, releasing an owl-like laugh. "Woman, if I drain all your vital essence, I'll become a vampire lord and achieve eternal life. Come and be part of my glorious destiny."

Nyx remained expressionless, drawing out two blue daggers.

She stepped towards Giuliano coldly, "I don't like small talk. I'll kill you quickly so I can help someone else. Don't worry, I'll make sure you die peacefully."

Giuliano roared in rage, "I'll tear you apart, you worthless woman!"

He secretly mourned for Marshall's misfortune in facing such a formidable opponent.

Andrew remained silent as Godslayer continued its relentless assault.

Cyril formed two massive energy clusters, blocking Godslayer's attacks. Pressing an attack with the full pressure of a martial god, he forced Andrew into retreat.

Andrew rolled and leaped away, leaving behind a ship's hull reduced to fragments by the intense combat.

Cyril taunted, "Run if you want. Today, you and your fellow soldiers will die right here!"