Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 3393

Ragnar's face twisted with hatred. "As long as we destroy Holtrien, no one in this world, nor any country, will be able to challenge the West. But such a precious opportunity was ruined by the Three Empires' failure. On top of that, they've even dragged us down with them."

Jorge remained silent for a moment, then hissed coldly, "Holtrien has never been easy to deal with, from ancient times until now. Otherwise, our western continent wouldn't have been eyeing them for 1000 years without managing to take an inch of eastern territory."

Ragnar said irritably, "Holtrien is powerful, but the West, the Dark Clans, and the Three Empires' alliance can break them. Jorge, you must have sensed it already… Andrew is definitely a threat, one that can threaten even us progenitors. In this war, while the eastern and western continents are battling, if we can kill him, that would be best. If we can't, then we'll face the risk of being completely eliminated in the future."

The green ghostly flames in Jorge's eyes flickered. He was about to speak when his entire body suddenly shuddered.

He gasped, "The Queen, she…"

Before he could finish, he dropped to his knees.

Ragnar jumped in surprise, then immediately realized what was happening and knelt down as well. Before Jorge, a phantom red dress hem appeared first.

Even though he knew it was only an illusion and not a physical presence, the mere sight of that blood-red hem nearly crushed him, and the ghostly flames in his eyes almost went out entirely.

"Welcome, Your Majesty!"

Jorge and Ragnar spoke in unison, bowing in reverence. A voice as cold as ice and snow drifted faintly into their ears.

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