Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You

Chapter 1853

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 still on our side!"

With that, he led the charge, his punch whipping through the air as he lunged at Jerome. Grace and Edwin hesitated for only a second before gritting their teeth and launching themselves back into battle.

Andrew kicked Alex square in the face, and the latter let out a gut-wrenching scream as he flipped midair and slammed into the ground.

"You little brat, you..."

He was stunned. He never imagined Andrew was this strong.

Andrew grinned viciously. "Your life's mine!"

still was not in their favor. If the fighting kept up,

did not mean it was gone, and if Jerome kept burning through his strength, it would explode sooner or later. When that happened, no matter how powerful he was, he would still die on the

held back. That bought them some time, and all Andrew

Scarlett. While he could not directly help Jerome take on three martial saints, he could at

not leave this

back. The truth was clear that if he

"Dad! I'm coming!"

and drenched in blood, rushed up from the lower steps. He jumped straight

where Henry was charging like a

barely had time to shout, "Eric, no! It's

Edwin mid-air. The massive blast of force flung

as if they had just walked out of a sauna. However, Jerome did not flinch. Despite the enemy's energy raging inside him and tearing through his meridians, he

je

Henry had already landed a brutal kick on Eric's chest,

roared and caught him midair, falling toward the ground

they even landed, a deafening scream tore from Jerome's mouth as

blood dripping from the corner of his lips.

even Andrew froze for a second. When the next second passed, his heart dropped.

been

me?" Jerome clutched his