All Chapters of Rising from the Ashes: Chapter 1851 - Chapter 1860

Andrew sneered and said, "But what about you? You blame Mr. Thornton for not letting you gain any benefits. Do you really think you deserve anything? You old bastard. You're ancient, yet your appetite's still huge. Don't even try to pretend like you've got a sense of justice." He continued, "Alex, aren't you afraid? You stuffed yourself while you were alive, but aren't you scared of what will happen to you once you're dead?" Alex's whole body trembled, his rage boiling over. "You little bastard! Today, I will personally take your damn life!" It baffled him that Andrew was refusing to beg for mercy and was even throwing insults as if he had a death wish. How could someone so young be so outrageously bold? Andrew let out a cold laugh. "What? You're pissed now? Then come on. Step forward, and let's talk this out. Was there anything that I wrongly accused you of? Or anything I made up?" Alex's face shifted from pale to purple as he charged forward, his aura surging, ready to at

They had spent years laying the groundwork, pouring everything they had into this mission to kill Jerome. It was only thanks to Alvaro arriving in Goldridge to challenge Jerome that they finally saw their chance to strike. However, no one expected Andrew to suddenly throw himself into the mix and blow the entire plan apart. Jerome laughed wildly. "That's right! It was Dr. Lloyd who helped suppress the poison in me! If you want to kill me today, it's not impossible! But at the very least, two of you will be buried with me!" His booming voice echoed across the Southern Martial Union's headquarters. Outside on the stone steps and at the grand entrance where Jerome's subordinates were locked in bloody combat, his laughter reignited their morale and triggered a fierce counterattack. Henry roared, "Edwin! Madam Valencia! We kill without hesitation! There's no turning back now! Even if the poison's been held back, the longer he fights, the more likely it'll act up! The odds are stil

"After all, Hunter was my only son… he was my child," Jerome said, voice trembling. Eric screamed, completely unhinged. "Shut up, you bastard! You don't deserve to call yourself Hunter's father! Otherwise, back then, you wouldn't have abandoned your own son just to save someone else's! "The Lloyds were all the way up in Chetvine. What could you even do when you got there? You've been like this your whole life, throwing yourself into everyone else's battles. For your so-called friends, for your so-called principles… You'd even give your life without hesitation. "But when it came to your own family, to the people closest to you, you were harsh, cold, and never gave us even a shred of warmth! Hunter died, and I became what I am today, all because of you!" Tears streamed down Eric's face as he spoke, his voice raw with pain. At that moment, something clicked in Andrew's mind. Ten years ago, Jerome's son, Hunter, had fallen into the deadly hands of the Assassin's Guild in Basori

"Kill him!" "That's right! Letting Jerome go is like releasing a wild beast back into the mountains!" "If we don't rip this little bastard to pieces today, I swear, this fury in my chest will never be satisfied!" The hunched Grace was the first to lunge at Andrew, her rage overflowing. Andrew took a step back and gripped the massive crimson pill in his hand. It was an Elixir of Immortality, a tenth-grade Divine Pill. Swallowing it would instantly push his strength to the limit, but the consequences were unpredictable. Still, surrounded on all sides, Andrew did not have the luxury to overthink. "Wait!" Henry rushed in and said in a low, commanding voice, "Forget about Andrew for now. Madam Valencia, Edwin, we need to follow the Moonveil River and hunt Jerome down! His wounds are life-threatening. Even if he managed to hide in the water, he can't stay under forever. If we don't kill him for good, he'll always be a threat waiting to resurface!" Grace clenched her jaw and l

"So tell me, what exactly was your relationship with Hunter?" Andrew asked. Eric replied flatly, "We grew up together. We trained together. We were inseparable and willing to die for each other. So tell me… What kind of relationship do you think that is?" Andrew widened his eyes in mock horror. "Whoa, you and Hunter were that close? Was he a guy or a girl?" Eric's mouth twitched. "He was a guy. So what?" Andrew clicked his tongue. "A guy, huh? Then that makes things a little risky. Don't tell me you were already in love with him when you were just kids. Eric, you're a guy, too. You know relationships like that are not exactly encouraged, right?" Eric's rage exploded. He suddenly flipped the dagger in his hand and pressed the blade to Andrew's throat. Andrew smiled cheerfully as if he did not have a care in the world. He just stared back at Eric with complete fearlessness. Eric gritted his teeth. "Keep pushing me, Andrew. Next time, I might not hold back." Andrew chuckle