Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 3008

Most importantly, Andrew somehow remained calm and composed as he faced the Cathedral's white tide, completely unfazed. Besides, everything he said hit the mark perfectly, leaving Kass with no response. They had managed to take down Storm City, yet this puny Abyss City had proven to be an iron wall.

Kass was reluctant, but he chose to accept reality. He said, "Fine, we'll do as you say. The Cathedral will bypass Abyss City and continue our assault on Throne City. But Andrew, you're now a regional warlord in your own right. I hope you'll stick to what you just said and avoid further conflict with the Cathedral.

"And I, in the name of the Cathedral's Holy Lord, promise you that without explicit orders from above, we won't attack Abyss City again."

Andrew smiled. "Now that's more like it, Cardinal. Let's all go our separate ways. Here's to wishing you success in taking Throne City soon."

Watching Andrew swagger back to Abyss City, Kass stood there with rapidly shifting expressions, lost in thought. By eliminating the Ludendorff family, the Cathedral's faith could spread limitlessly across the Outlands, massively increasing Lomuia Grand Cathedral's followers and influence.

However, this grand objective had now hit a roadblock. It was like a raging flood encountering a stubborn boulder. No matter how violently the current surged, it could not budge that rock.

Abyss City and Andrew were that boulder.

Kass felt somewhat disheartened for a moment. As expected, spreading their Lord's faith was a long and arduous road. The expansion of the Light truly was full of twists and turns.

If Mephiston were here, these headaches would not exist. Nonetheless, the great God's Left Hand had come to the Outlands this time with a different target: the Veiled Paradise.

Everything was fated.

Kass was a warmonger, a fanatical believer in the Cathedral, and a berserker. But now, that zeal felt like it had been doused with cold water, chilling him into sudden clarity.

Nyx blushed, lowering her eyes shyly. "In your dreams! My legs are still weak!"

Though her words refused, her face blossomed into a radiant, captivating smile.

Andrew marveled silently, thinking about how foreign women were definitely different. Once they opened up, the experience was absolutely intoxicating.

Nonetheless, he would have to postpone enjoying this captivating pleasure for now as he needed to head out for the Deadlands. With the agreement set with the Cathedral here at Abyss City, things would be safe for the time being.

As for Reginald's situation, Andrew had to go check on him no matter what.