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Phoenix Rising: Reborn in Flames

Chapter 2217
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Chapter 2217

---- Chapter 2217 "Major Becker, stand down!" Conrad finally spoke up, his voice hoarse and clearly lacking

strength. Liam's face twisted with anger as he replied, "Yes, sir. However, | still have something to say. He

doesn't deserve to return to Chetvine. He and his father are both traitors, and everyone knows that. His very

existence is a stain on this country and the organization he once belonged to." Conrad stepped forward slowly,

his tone flat and cold. "I don't like repeating orders twice. Stand down.

You don't need to say anything more." Liam's eyelid twitched as he recognized that Conrad was truly angry. He

immediately stepped aside obediently. Andrew raised an eyebrow and smiled. "Looks like you've accomplished

quite a bit in ten years. Even trash like him has been trained by you to follow orders and show patriotic honor. |

guess he's got sbackbone after all, not completely useless." Conrad's gaze remained steady and

emotionless as he stared at Andrew. After a long silence, he slowly shook his head with ---- disappointment.

"Andrew, honestly, you've letdown." Andrew made a sound of interest, still smiling. "Oh? Disappointing the

great genius? I'm all ears." Conrad looked away, his eyes filled with deathly emptiness. " Right now, | have at

least three fatal wounds on my body. If | fight you, | have a 50% chance of killing you. But equally, | have a 50%

chance of dying myself. The outside world spreads rumors that I'm a fighting maniac who's becnothing but

a machine in pursuit of strength and the limits of human potential.

"But these mediocre fools, these useless pieces of garbage, how could they possibly understand me? For ten

years, every single thing I've done... Listen carefully, every single thing... has had only one goal "Ithas nothing to

do with glory, nothing to do with my family, and nothing to do with this country. It only concerns one person, and

that's you. | wanted to prove to everyone that the organization was wrong when they chose you.

"They groomed you as the next leader, the third master of power, the man who would control all four hidden

divisions and stand as the uncrowned king of this capital. | want to prove how laughable, how absurd that was,

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because | was the one truly worthy." By the the finished speaking, Conrad's voice was laced with ---- an icy,

penetrating chill His eyes seemed to churn with dark, tidal intensity, locked unblinkingly on Andrew. He

continued, "Ten years, and you've finally cback. | want an answer, the sanswer | wanted ten years ago.

Why did the organization choose you back then?

| know you won't givean answer, and those old fossils in the organization won't either. "They watched me

fall, watchedsuffer, watchedwalk down a path of no return, and still did nothing. But at least | can do

one thing to retaliate, to rebel, to express my dissatisfaction... And that's to crush you!" Conrad grinned wickedly.

Blood silently trickled from the corner of his mouth, a stark reminder of his condition. Liam was horrified.

"General, you can't push your body any further!" Conrad bared his teeth and forced a growl! from his throat. "Get

away.

Don't interfere with my business.

Andrew, make your move. Today,

either you die or | do. | have to prove

that | am no worse than you." Andrew

shrugged casually {itn Biddy,

yQu ve Aiéaddy bined through half

your life force, and you're still this

determined to fight. Just because |

cback and you can't stand it, you

want -—- to kill me?" Conrad's

expression remained cold. 'l don't

find you unbearable. It's just that this

town isn't big enough for both of us.

You left the organization as a traitor

and should have been torn apart for

it.

But somehow you're still alive, and

you had the audacity to return to

Chetvine openly. | don't believe in fate

or lucky escapes. Re ony ohe

Spratt bl of this: those old

bastards have always favored you

and kept their bets and trust with

you. But what about me? I've put in

10,000 times the effort since | was

young, pushing myself, even

destroying myself. The facts prove

that I'm no weaker than anyone else."