Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You

Chapter 1540

The mummy just stared at Darius with that eerie smile, one bony hand still gripping his wrist.

But soon, Darius started to realize something was off. He gave a quick tug, and just like that, his hand slipped free with no resistance at all.

The corpse's hand stayed frozen midair, curled like it was still trying to grasp him. Even that creepy grin on its face now looked stiff and lifeless.

Darius wiped the sweat off his forehead and let out a long breath. His blood, which had turned ice-cold just moments ago, started to warm up again.

"False alarm..." he muttered, trying to laugh it off. It turned out that he had just scared himself silly.

That mummy had been dead for centuries, and its muscles and bones were already rotting and collapsed in weird ways. So, that was probably why its face looked like it was smiling.

After all, dead bodies could not possibly smile.

"Motherf―" he growled, and then spat angrily at the corpse inside the coffin. "This whole place gives me the creeps. I need to grab the goods and get the hell out of here!"

The scare had sobered up the greedy Darius just enough. With quick hands, he peeled off his jacket and began scooping up everything from the coffin-every piece of treasure, not leaving a single item behind.

He bundled it all into his jacket, tied it up tight, and weighed it in his hands a few times. Once he was sure it was secure, he exhaled again, feeling satisfied.

than enough to

through every damn room and still not

turned and walked toward the exit of the chamber. However, just two steps out, he heard something

he neared the door, the sound suddenly grew louder. He rubbed his ear and frowned, then turned back

Nothing.

muttered and turned to

sure that the sound was coming from the coffin, and

to life, he snorted. Just now, he

could it

was he

to pump himself up, Darius forced his nerves down. He crept

like that. You knew you should not, but

the old saying went-curiosity

find that everything still looked the same

now, under

crawling underneath the skin, causing small

par for the course