Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 3357

Andrew did not pause for even a second. As soon as he pulled back his blade, he swung it brutally toward the remaining one of the Twin Demons.

The two martial gods rushing in to rescue him were furious beyond measure. Naturally, they refused to let Andrew succeed again. They charged in at full speed, and before they even arrived, massive waves of palm force tore through the air and smashed toward Andrew's head.

Andrew let out a cold laugh, and the strike that had been aimed at finishing the second twin suddenly shifted direction. He spun smoothly and redirected the blow straight at one of the two rescuing martial gods.

The man screamed in terror, spat blood, and was sent crashing toward the ground like a bent bow.

With a single strike, Andrew wiped out his combat power completely.

"Two more, surround and kill this kid!" a black-robed martial god rasped.

He had originally been teaming up with another to pressure Atticus, but now he suddenly withdrew and called over two more martial gods. Together with the one already present and the last surviving twins, five martial gods from the three empires joined forces to besiege Andrew.

The decision was swift and decisive.

The moment they realized Andrew's destructive power was too great, they immediately adjusted their tactics. It was timely and effective, yet they still had not grasped just how terrifying Andrew truly was.

Surrounded at the center by five martial gods, Andrew's face remained expressionless as his body continued to rise higher into the sky.

The five martial gods clung to him like shadows, circling as they ascended alongside him.

An explosive, thunder-like aura began building across the heavens.

Below, Atticus, Jakob, Asher, and the others fought their own battles, yet they could not stop glancing upward in shock.

"Asher, go assist Mr. Lloyd," Atticus ordered in a low voice.

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