My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

Chapter 362

On the outskirts of Crestwood, the set of Realm of Illusions.

Shadows danced as bullets flew, a hemic figure clad in black wielding dual pistols, moved through the boundless night. Wherever she went ICE Alliance warriors fell.

In the end, she too fell into a pool of bright red blood.

“Dead, she’s dead!”

“Phoenix, you’ve finally met your end at my hands, Black Mambal

“Hahaha.”

The leader of the ICE Alliance, Black Mamba, let out a maniac laugh his iron boots clanking as he approached the fallen shadow ready to lift her “corpse.”

Unexpectedly, the girl suddenly rose, drew her guns, loaded it, aimed, and fired. Her movements were as swift as a shadow in the night. leaving him no time to react before his head exploded. He died with a smile still on his face.

“Phoenix”

under her icy, emotionless

“Boom-”

severe

bomb trigger. Once his heart

explosion sounded, flames shooting

into the sky

second thought. Phoenix rushed into the flames.

were shackled with heavy chains, his body covered in wounds, his clothes soaked in blood, and his breath faint. It was a miracle he was still alive, a miracle sustained by a single, desperate

with the explosion and the rising flames, that hope was extinguished. It was time for him to go.

his fate, a loud “clang” of the prison door being kicked open echoed From the thick smoke emerged a figure as commanding as a

could hardly believe his eyes. After a moment, he burst into a satisfied and eerie

you

a full sixty–six days.

have died

send me off for the

ahead, to die at your

his eyes calmly, content with the thought of

“Bang-

sound of a gunshot echoed,

on one knee, blood dripping from his

eyes, this is the

of

to light