---- Chapter 3285 Suspended in mid-air, Andrew''s face was calm and unreadable. As his sword strike came down, he also dove headfirst downward. That martial god from the Cavendish royal family, Chet Cavendish, who had arrivedter, took Andrew''s sword strike head-on. He was directly driven down, his face contorted, howling and screaming as he was smashed into the ground below. "How did he arrive so quickly?" Cormac was shocked. Clutching Guillermo and Wesley, he fled into the distance. However, the moment he moved, Andrew was already beside him, his voice ice-cold and devoid of any emotion.
"Put them down, or you''ll die too." Cormac let out a fierceugh. "Perfect! Then let me experience the legendary skills of the Lloyd family''s Dragon Prince firsthand! We didn''t manage to kill you before, but this time, that''s hard to say!" His fighting spirit was at its peak, showing no fear whatsoever. Andrew shifted his greatsword and casually shed out. ---- Cormac did not dare underestimate it, knowing he had to respond with full force or face certain death.
As for how Andrew''s injuries had healed so quickly, and how his strength seemed even more terrifying than before, Cormac had no time to think. Guillermo and Wesley screamed as they fell to the ground. Cormac looked up and assumed a strange posture. Then, he raised both hands skyward in a lifting stance. Andrew''s descending sword strike created towering waves of energy, with sword energy stretching over 100 yards as it crashed down on Cormac''s head. Above his head, a massive phantom suddenly materialized. The sword energy and the phantom consumed each other.
Cormac spat out a mouthful of blood in a violent spray. Nheless, at least he had managed to block Andrew''s strike. He eximed in shock, "How is this possible?" Suddenly, a scream pierced his ears. Cormac inwardly cursed, realizing Andrew had attacked Guillermo and Wesley. His form shot forward like a bullet, rushing over. However, another sword strike came slicing straight toward him. ---- The violent sword energy was like a hurricane.
Wherever it passed, it destroyed everything in its path Cormac roared and struck repeatedly, each palm carrying earth- shaking force, until he finally shattered the sword energy. Yet, by the time he caught his breath and looked over, his eyes were burning with rage. Wesley had been cut into pieces by Andrew''s sword. He had not even had time to call for help. Then Andrew''s greatsword shed twice more with sword energy. With agonized groans, Guillermo''s arms exploded and separated from his body. He copsed to his knees like a torn sack of rags, unleashing an unbearably shrill howl.
Andrew''s foot stomped down on Guillermo''s head, pinning him to the ground. Only then did he turn his ice-cold gaze toward Cormac. Cormac''s throat went hoarse. "Y-You..." He stammered for a long time, unable to form aplete sentence. In mere moments, Andrew had suppressed another one of the ---- Cavendish family''s powerhouses. Then, with just two sword strikes, he had forced Cormac under immense pressure, as if facing the wrath of heaven itself, This level of strength could not possibly belong to a martial god, not even a peak martial god.
With Cormac''s pride, he could confidently say that he dared face any peak martial god alive. Yet, Andrew was different; Cormac no longer dared to face him. He knew well that his opponent had already transcended the martial god realm. That instant when he crossed several hundred yards through the air alone was proof enough. Such power hadpletely surpassed what a human should be capable of. There was only one answer: Andrew had reached Beyond Mortal Limits. Apanied by coughing sounds, Chet crawled out of the massive crater created by Andrew''s first sword strike.