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    ---- Chapter 2989 Prescott sneered. "Now, get on your knees before me, or I''ll take your head and let Dragonfang learn who the true master of Abyss City is." Petra, Juno, and Knox could no longer take it. However, before they could make a move, Andrew raised his hand and stopped them. Heughed and said, "Don''t get worked up. After all, Prince Prescott is absolutely right. He''s indeed the master of Abyss City, but only until this very moment." Andrew''s words caught Prescott off guard. He thought Andrew was acting far too defiant, almost rebellious.


    Did Andrew truly believe he would not dare to touch him? Suddenly, the greatsword in Andrew''s hand trembled violently. Then, Godyer, rarely fully drawn by Andrew, waspletely unsheathed. Dark crimson energy swirled around it like a tornado. Prescott''s expression changed drastically. "You.." Andrew''s first strike did not go toward Prescott. Instead, it cut toward Garal, who was not far away. ---- Garal roared and raised his battle axe to block. The result was instant, as the axe shattered into fragments.


    However, the sword force Andrew unleashed did not slow at all and mmed straight into Garal''s shoulder. Ina single blow, half of Garal''s body was severed. After that, the violent sword energy exploded across the city wall like a thunderbolt. Even the retreating Cathedral army froze in shock. Makhaylus and Lysander both stared dumbfounded toward the top of Abyss City''s wall. One muttered, "Blood energy of a vampire?


    The frenzy of a werewolf?" Another asked, "Could there be a powerful dark race hidden within Abyss City?" However, the smarter, higher-ranking Lysander immediately shook his head in denial. He said, "No, this is not just the aura of werewolves and vampires. It feels more like their progenitor, an ancient existence thatmanded both ns." Those words sent a chill through Makhaylus, leaving him stunned. He could not help but wonder if the progenitors of the Dark ns truly appeared. If so, Mephiston would surely be aware of this.


    ---- On the city wall of Abyss City, Prescott proved why he was the heir of the Ludendorff family and a true martial god. The instant Andrew struck, Prescott reacted. At close range, he threw a punch straight toward Andrew''s head, intending to blow it apart. Yet, Nyx was already prepared. The moment Prescott moved, she struck as well. Her blue-lit dagger turned into a streak of light aimed at Prescott''s heart. However, Andrew was even faster. After cutting Garal, he did not even nce over. Instead, he instantly turned to face Prescott.


    Andrew''s eyes were ck and red, and a savage, bloodthirsty, and ancient aura surged violently from his body. Facing Prescott, Andrew revealed a deep, feral grin. "Insect." He spat that word with ultimate contempt. Prescott''s punch stopped inches from Andrew''s face. Invisible yet overwhelming power collided and held the blow in ce. Prescott''s face turned pale. "H-How is this possible?" The Godyer in Andrew''s hand swept upward from below in another wild strike. Like a massive beam of light, it toppled toward Prescott. Thetter roared and met this enormous sword pir head-on.


    ---- The price was a violent spray of blood as he screamed and was sent flying off the city wall. "Nyx, you stay here!" Nyx had been about to pursue and finish off Prescott while she had the chance. However, Andrew was faster than she was and ordered her not to. He was already charging down the towering wall with his greatsword. His entire body dove head-first with legs trailing behind. In an instant, he caught up to Prescott. "Die!" At this life-or-death moment, Prescott erupted with intense killing intent. He attacked again, striking at Andrew. Yet, he hit nothing but air.


    Andrew''s figure was not in front of him at all! Only a massive hole he had sted in the city wall remained. "Itold you, you''re just an insect." Andrew''s icy voice seemed to rise from the depths of hell He added, "Did you really think we came to Abyss City begging for your shelter? No, you''re wrong. What we want isn''t just shelter. What we want is to turn the tables and be the masters. Abyss City is getting a new owner!"