All Chapters of Rising from the Ashes: Chapter 2781 - Chapter 2790

The three powerhouse factions watching from a distance all widened their eyes in shock. They all thought Julius truly lived up to his reputation. He was strong, terrifyingly strong, almost inhuman.Andrew suddenly let out a furious roar as blood burst from both his forearms where he held his sword. That overwhelming force he pushed out to resist Julius ripped through him, yet the blade still pressed down another inch toward Julius. The slight shift made Julius' eyes flash with a dangerous gleam.When Andrew locked eyes with him at close range, he let out a vicious grin. "Looks like the great leader of the Divine Alchemists isn't all that impressive after all. Julius, if it weren't for what happened to me all those years ago, you'd be watching your own head roll off your shoulders today."Julius likewise revealed a cruel, savage grin, "Perhaps! The Lloyd royal family of Chetvine, a thousand-year-old noble house, gave the world Reginald… and you." He scoffed, "Honestly, you two are

Brielle was startled to see the protective glow from Eric's pendant erupt even more fiercely than before. It forcefully pushed back against Julius' Bloodshadow attack, as a clash of black and white light met in the air, with the dark energy being overpowered.Julius' roar of fury rang out again. "You're seeking death!"Brielle didn't dare hesitate any longer. She darted forward, scooped up Eric, and bolted toward the edge of the battlefield within seconds.Both Damon and Titus roared in unison and moved to chase her, but a massive greatsword was already sweeping toward them.Damon caught the blow first, slapping his palms onto the blade. However, he immediately felt a cold shock run through his entire body, forcing him to yank his hands back.As for Titus, he found himself staring straight into a roaring fireball that shot toward his face. Inferno Strike! The twin explosions burst apart, and Titus staggered back with a flushed, furious expression as he stared toward the distor

Andrew watched the Bloodshadow shoot back toward him and took a deep breath as he tightened his grip on Godslayer. He swung forward with a brutal strike, meeting the attack head-on. Someone yelled, "This time, Andrew is definitely dead!"Titus and Damon knew very well how terrifying Julius' finishing move was. So when the Bloodshadow blasted toward Andrew, they retreated instantly. They turned back just in time to see Andrew's greatsword smash into that mass of black light.As expected, Andrew was thrown backward immediately, and even Godslayer flew out of his hand. In midair, his face twisted in pain while black lightning crawled across his burned skin with crackling snaps. By the time he hit the ground, his entire body looked charred black like burnt coal. Everything went silent. The Nieves family's Martial Emperor and the elites from the Harding and Cunningham families all stared in shock, filled with deep dread.Someone like Julius only needed a single move to show power tha

The martial emperor from the Nieves family launched a flurry of palm strikes. He was cunning, targeting Jerome instead of Andrew.When Jerome was seconds away from being killed, Andrew forcibly swung his blade back around, ignoring the Harding expert's attack as he blocked the blow meant for Jerome.Although he saved Jerome, Andrew took a brutal kick to the back from the Harding family's martial emperor. His throat tightened as blood surged up and spilled out. Jerome shouted, "Andy, leave me and run! Stop worrying about me! If this keeps going, we're both going to die!" Andrew only smiled and said, "It's fine." Standing in front of Jerome, he spun Godslayer in a tight arc, creating a dense barrier no one dared to push through.Wherever his blade swept, not a single person dared to stand in its way. Damon and Titus were the strongest fighters on the field, yet even they felt increasingly alarmed as the fight dragged on.The Lloyd family's Dragon Prince simply refused to fall

"Andy, you won't be able to escape if you keep carrying me," Jerome said weakly, the wind whipping past his ears as they retreated. "As long as you survive, there's still hope for everything!"Andrew's vision was entirely tinted with red. If not for his sheer, desperate will to live, he would have collapsed long ago.He responded to Jerome's plea in a mechanical tone. "I made a vow years ago that I would never abandon my own people. Not even one!"A sinister chuckle sounded from beside them. "You can't even save yourself, yet you're still worried about others. Andrew, you're truly a naive and pitiful dreamer."As the voice faded, a sharp whoosh cut through the air.A concealed weapon shot straight for Andrew's face. He leaned backward, catching the incoming throwing star between his teeth. Before he could rise, a heavy kick landed squarely on his chest.Andrew spat out a mouthful of blood with a choked gasp, and Godslayer clattered from his hand. He collapsed to the ground, motio