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My Beloved Has Risen from Death's Embrace novel Chapter 292

“Boom—!”

A massive crash resounded, accompanied by the dramatic collapse of the secret room door. Amidst the swirling dust stood Isabella, holding a large rock and a night vision camera emitting a glaring red light.

“?!”

Xanthea's words were abruptly cut off, and almost reflexively, she pushed Orion away, afraid the camera might catch him. She quickly put his mask back on his face.

“Xanthea? Are you okay, Xanthea?”

Seeing her, Isabella dropped the rock and rushed over, bursting into tears hysterically, “You scared me to death.”

“I thought something terrible had happened to you!”

Xanthea: “I’m fine, what could possibly happen to me?”

“Are you sure you're okay?”

Isabella checked Xanthea over from head to toe, then pointed in confusion at the tall, imposing figure in the darkness.

“Who is he? When I came in, he was on top of you. Did he hurt you?”

“No, no.”

Xanthea stuttered, her voice faltering as she glanced at Orion's silhouette, “He's the ghost guarding the Queen's crown. He was just trying to stop me from taking the crown, as per the challenge.”

“A ghost?!”

Isabella gasped, just as the figure slowly turned his face towards them.

The terrifying mask with its ferocious face and fangs made her scream. But even more horrifying than the mask was his gaze—cold and sinister, as if she had interrupted something important, and it looked like he wanted to bore a hole right through her with his eyes.

“Ahhhh.”

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