Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You

Chapter 1527

Andrew had not told anyone about Magnus, partly because he still could not figure out what the old man was trying to do by sneaking into the ruins alone.

And partly because, truth be told, he did not really care whether Magnus lived or died.

Since the old man had chosen to go solo, Andrew couldn't be bothered to waste energy worrying about him. More importantly, he did not want to disrupt the group's focus. After all, everyone was already worn down by fear and tension on this journey.

The treasure of the Fallen Crimson Dynasty, just like the map said, truly was a hell for the living. Although calling it hell was somewhat exaggerated, there were definitely plenty of strange and dangerous threats,

"This place is a damn wreck," Logan muttered.

The group moved slowly, scanning their surroundings. Aside from a few collapsed wooden huts, most of the structures were made of stone.

The early settlers of Gallow's End were certainly industrious. The stone houses were surprisingly tall-many of them three stories, built close side by side. Some were still standing and looked like they could be lived in.

Only a handful had crumbled over time or been damaged by something else.

Andrew walked in the front, silent, eyes sharp and alert as his gaze swept across the ruins. The moment anything stirred, the hunting knife in his hand would be ready to strike.

brutal tool the

walked about 300 feet into the

in an absolutely quiet, oppressive environment would make anyone instinctively not want to talk. Even if they wanted to communicate, they would hold back or keep their

inward, Andrew stopped because the path ahead had split into several branches going

should we do? Should we split

for a moment and decided, "It'll be faster if we

left with

follow Andrew, but she could not bring herself to ask. Frustrated, she ended up dragging Ralph with

my team and I will

and turned to the remaining path. "Natasha,

had already been thoroughly frightened on this expedition. She immediately pressed close to Andrew, not leaving his side

with amusement, "You're going to have to

to me, and

I'm terrified don't want to move an inch away from you. Honestly, if I couldol'd have you carry

Andrew sighed. The widow was not making it easy, but he did not have the heart to push her off. He had already surveyed this ruined village from higher ground earlier,

be either on the mountain walls or