Cyril could not help but say, "It hasn't been that long. Breaking through to the martial god level would be impossible. How could this boy already be a martial god? And even if he is one, there's no way he could instantly take down both you and Prescott, Garal!"

Garal shook his head. "If even half a word of what I've said is a lie, then Lord Raiden should execute me immediately!"

Cyril was speechless.

At a time like this, Garal absolutely would not dare fabricate lies. In other words, what he said was true, and Andrew had left the Ludendorff family completely helpless.

Raiden's exhale echoed throughout the entire hall. "His name is Andrew, right? Impressive… for a little insect who only just arrived in the Outlands not long ago. First, he killed Marshall, and now, he's seized the family's city and severely wounded two of our martial gods. Even Prescott nearly died at his hands, only surviving because he showed mercy and let him return."

He chuckled and added, "The Ludendorff famil