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Phoenix Rising: Reborn in Flames

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Chapter 2109

---- Chapter 2109 "Praise the Eternal Eclipse!" Arturo bowed his head, chanting like a monk in prayer. Veins

bulged across Morgan's forehead, his voice sharp with fury. "I warned her. | told her not to give in to greed.

Ernesto, Arturo... The saintess' dark power is fully awakened now. The three of us must strike together!" Ernesto

slowly drew his sword. Even in the dead of night, its blade gleamed with a dazzling light. One look was enough to

know that it was no ordinary weapon, but a true divine blade. Without another word, he lunged, thrusting

straight at Shiloh.

In the darkness, a streak of silver light split the air. At the stime, Arturo raised his massive staff with both

hands and brought it crashing down. Morgan let out a thunderous shout, leaping into the air, his palms crashing

toward Shiloh's side. Three suprmasters moved as one, striking to kill. Andrew's voice cut through the chaos

like a blade. "You shameless bastards! Three against one girl? | won't stand by and watch!" ---- He slammed a

foot forward, the ground trembling beneath him as a violent force erupted. Inferno Strike roared from his palm,

blazing toward them.

Morgan had intended to ignore him, but when he felt the searing wave of heat surging at his back like a tidal

wave, his face changed instantly. Shocked, he muttered, "How can he be this strong? Something's wrong with

that technique!" Even so, he did not hesitate. With a snarl, he threw his palms forward to meet Andrew's strike.

The clash was thunderous. Morgan was a peak martial saint, the proud head of the Drache family, and a man

who stood at the very pinnacle of the Southern Martial Union. His power would have been overwhelming against

anyone else.

Yet, the instant his palms slammed against Andrew's strike, fiery streams of energy burst into his meridians. His

chest constricted, his face flushed scarlet, and with a guttural roar, he tore himself free, stumbling back. He

looked down in disbelief as he realized that his hands were ---- scorched, the skin burning as if smoke might rise

from it. "What on earth..." For a second, even Morgan was shaken. He had expected to send Andrew flying.

Instead, he was the one who got injured. And Andrew? Morgan looked up and was immediately dumbfounded.

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Andrew was already charging toward Ernesto without missing a beat. Did this guy not even need to catch his

breath? How could his energy core operate at such high intensity? All martial artists needed tto recover after

attacking. Even a true martial emperor would have moments when their energy weakened and their techniques

grew stale. It was just that martial emperor-level figures attacked so seamlessly that ordinary people could not

tell when they were vulnerable. However, watching Andrew, Morgan felt like Andrew fought as though his energy

well could never run dry.

This man was definitely not snobody. He had to bea ---- peerless prodigy who cout of nowhere.

Morgan's chest tightened again, not just from the backlash, but from the sinking weight of realization. Still, he

dared not hesitate; killing the Shiloh was now a matter of survival. However, before he could act, a massive

wave of energy suddenly exploded outward. Arturo spat out a mouthful of blood and said in horror, "This is bad...

[can't block it!" His massive frame, along with the staff in his hands, was sent flying.

He crashed through more than a dozen trees before finally coming to a stop. The man had nearly lost half his

life! Meanwhile, Ernesto's sword only held out for a few seconds before bouncing back violently and striking his

own chest. Then, a mouthful of blood cout with a muffled sound. Ernesto was proud and unyielding. He

gritted his teeth, refusing to retreat. Even so, it was not up to him. Shiloh lifted her eyes and gave him a

completely emotionless glance. ---- With a gentle push, dark power surged out like a tide. Ernesto finally could

not hold on any longer.

He spat blood again and was sent

flying backward. Morgan had to

stand further away because of

Andrew's intervention. However, he

still felt his chest ater as ithehad

1 hammer. He spat

out a mouthful of blood as well. He

staggered backward more than a

dozen steps before finally stopping.

"It's over! The Greene family's

saintess has completely awakened!"

Clutching his chest, Morgan's face

was filled with fear and dread.

Among everyone present, only

Andrew was unharmed. He was only

a few steps away from Shiloh. The

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However, when that wave of black

energy surged outward, it

automatically flowed around him.

Looking at Shiloh now, Andrew's

palms were Sweet 3) he-said I

quietly, TSH, Gia 's happening to

you?" Shiloh's eyes, which showed

only whites, turned toward him. "J

don't want to kill you, so leave," she

said, her voice flat and mechanical.

—- Her slender frtrembled once,

then she vanished, reappearing in

front of Arturo in the blink of an eye.

The black energy around her small

hand transformed into a sharp spike

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If the strike landed, Arturo's skull

would burst apart in a spray of

crimson mist, and he would be dead

just like that. Achill ran down

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Andrew's SINE ISTE) packing as

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he hehdid fRe'scene. The Shiloh

standing before him now was no

longer the gentle person he knew.

The power radiating from her was

monstrous, overwhelming, and far

beyond what should have been

possible. Even at the peak of his

strength, Andrew realized he might

have struggled against this terrifying

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