Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You Novel - Chapter 2862

---- Chapter 2862 Andrew replied calmly, "Go ahead and name your price! Of course, you could also choose not to tell me. Worst case, I'll just find someone else, like Mr. Augustus Cabrera, for instance. You're not the only one in the City of Hope who can give me what | need." Petyr's expression darkened immediately. "You seem to know quite a bit about the City of Hope. Augustus and | are bitter rivals, and I'd much rather keep a fighter like you on my side. Help me escort a shipment out of the city and ensure it arrives safely at its destination.

In exchange, I'll provide you with the information you want." Andrew nodded. "Deal." Petyr's face registered obvious surprise. "You're not worried | might be deceiving you? That this could be a trap?" Andrew smiled, though his expression was cold as ice. "Not at all. Because this big guy in my hands will make sure anyone who tries to play games with me loses their head." Petyr snorted and said, "Reginald was ambushed by the werewolf Dark Lord, Kaelan Soros. But Kaelan didn't succeed.

He only managed to seriously wound the legendary warrior from Holtrien." ---- Andrew's heart tightened, though his face remained calm." Where did the ambush happen, and where did he go after?" Petyr replied, "About 600 miles out, at the Wraith Graveyard. At the time, Reginald had no choice but to retreat deep into the graveyard. That god-forsaken place is a nightmare for all living things. Even vampires can't handle the bone-chilling cold and the death energy that permeates it, let alone the mutated monsters and unknown dark creatures lurking in its depths." Andrew nodded.

"One last question: which faction currently controls the Deadlands?" Petyr frowned. "You're planning to stick your nose into the Deadlands too?" Andrew stared at him without speaking; the meaning was obvious. Petyr sneered. "The three ancient Dark Clans and the Lomuia Grand Cathedral rotate control of the Deadlands. Recently, word got out about some major discovery there, something about a disturbance that could open a path to the last paradise in this world, the Veiled Paradise! "What a bunch of idiots. It's nothing but smoke and mirrors put out by the three Dark Clans.

Take my advice and don't go there looking for death. Countless powerful warriors from the ---- Outlands have ventured there, and they either came back with their tails between their legs or ended up dead on the spot!" Andrew shrugged and turned to leave. Petyr's expression darkened. "My men leave in two days. | hope you'll be there on time." Andrew replied, "Don't worry. When a Holtrien gives their word, they keep it." Watching Andrew's retreating figure, Petyr's eyes flickered with uncertainty, his thoughts unreadable. The squad leader entered silently.