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”

her

“Boom-”

the severe offenders from

Mamba had rigged his heart as a bomb trigger. Once his heart stopped beating, the prison holding

sounded, flames shooting up

into the sky

Phoenix rushed into the flames.

struggled for breath amidst the thick smoke, on the brink of death. His limbs were shackled with heavy chains, his body covered in wounds, his

that hope was extinguished. It was time

door being kicked open echoed From the thick smoke emerged a figure as commanding as a bloodthirsty goddess in the night, mysterious and

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

you finally

know how long I’ve waited? Sixty–six days, a full sixty–six days.

would have died long

you here to send me off for the last

die at your hands would be

closed his eyes calmly, content with the thought of his end coming at

“Bang-

gunshot echoed, but Maximus did not die

knelt on one knee, blood dripping from his mouth,

eyes, this

of

we need to light Phoenix’s profile here.