Resurrecting the Genius Within

Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 247 She’s Gone

Several figures interwined in the room, the sounds of fighting filled the air.

After a round of combat, Spadille fully understood what Shadowblade had felt.

Although Shadowblade had already warned him, experiencing it firsthand with Isabelle was still shocking for Spadille.

It was indeed identical.

And this girl’s strength surpassed his own.

Spadille didn’t want to die here, nor did he want to make enemies with Yves and George, so he made a quick decision.

If he couldn’t fight them, he would flee.

He seized an opportunity and escaped directly from the balcony.

Leaping from the third floor, he quickly vanished into the moonlit night.

As Isabelle reached the balcony, she glanced back at Yves and George, who had become entangled with Shadowblade. She leaped down from the balcony and chased after Spadille.

When George saw Isabelle jump from the balcony, he was deeply worried and momentarily distracted. He was attacked with a blade.

Under the bright moonlight, the illuminated maze–like building looked splendorous, but beneath this glamorous exterior, it was a scene of hell on earth, with corpses strewn everywhere.

George’s men arrived one after another.

Worried about George’s safety, Seth went all out to deal with his enemies and immediately rushed to support George.

“Mr. George,” Seth arrived in injured.

George immediately broke free and went to chase Isabelle.

Yves watched George run away. He cursed and watched helplessly as George fled.

George, she drove

drove after

the night sky, George drove for over thirty kilometers in one

blood in the car gradually became stronger.

right hand, which was gripping the steering wheel, was soaked in blood. His blood was rapidly dripping onto his

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stepping on the gas pedal, searching

thought he had gone the wrong way and was about to turn around, finally two flames

car approached, George rushed

Not far away.

had crashed and burned, leaving only their frames making

with a burning smell, mixed with

a lot of blood

battle had just taken

the cars, a body was burned beyond recognition.

was thrown aside.

could react, he had already rushed up.

“Boom!”

the flames

clearly that the burned body wasn’t Isabelle; the shape

looked around.

raising his voice.

he shouted

his frantic figure. George’s footsteps were weak as he called out, “Isabelle!”

“Isabelle!”

out of his chest. He looked at the dark silence around him, feeling a wave

A small stone was thrown from the shadows, hitting George’s

looked in the direction where the stone came from, immediately running towards it.

by a small creek, a girl was squatting sideways. She was petite, wearing black attire, and

shocked, and