At the racetrack, suddenly someone shouted in horror, âOh no! Sheâs lost control of her motorcycle, and itâs smashed through the barrier!â
At the judgesâ booth for the âRealm of Illusionsâ project, Orion abruptly stood up, his grip tightening around the black bandage in his hand before he slammed it down to the ground.
Before anyone could react, a loud explosion echoed across the field!
The high-speed motorcycle, having shattered the barrier, left behind vicious skid marks on the track before erupting into a massive blaze, engulfing the sleek blue bike and scattering fiery debris everywhere.
The vibrant image of a young girl vanished in the fierce flames, the scene turning surreal as if it were all an illusion, causing Orionâs pupils to shrink to pinpoints, losing focus.
âAh!â
âThe bike exploded! It exploded!â
âMs. Nightshade is still on it!â
âSomeone, help, quick, call 911! Call 911!â
Panic, chaos, and cries for help erupted from the crowd, everyone immersed in the sudden, horrific accident. Only a tall, imposing figure rushed into the fire like a whirlwind.
âMr. Lockwood!â
âChairman Lockwood, the explosion is still ongoing; you canât get near!â
âStop him; the fireâs too intense.â
Cedric, terrified, immediately chased after him, while Isabella, watching the monstrous flames as if they were special effects from a horror movie, felt her legs give way beneath her, âThat big fire, can Xanthea still be aliveâ Could she still be alive?
Finally, it was all coming to an end! She would soon be the rightful heiress of the Nightshade family, the leading actress of Oli·hea Media, the center of everyoneâs attention.
No one would compete with her anymore! From the back of the crowd, Miranda watched the scene unfold with a gleam of thrill in her eyes.
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ï¤Chapter 782 The Tron light cycleâs blaze lasted only a few seconds. When Orion reached the site of the explosion, all that was left were scattered remnants and not a trace of the girl.
The sight of the blackened destruction made the manâs eyes seem bottomless.
His mind went blank, a buzzing sound filled his ears, and a wave of nausea surged through him, choking any words he might have tried to say, reminiscent of a massive fire years ago.
Then, he saw a black hair tie lying quietly beside the still-burning engine cover. His whole being emptied, as if his soul had been instantly extracted, leaving him unable to react.
Suddenly, the sound of water came from a lake beside the track.
Xanthea emerged from the water, gasping for air like a fish out of water, brushing her wet hair back from her face.
What a stroke of luck! If it werenât for the lake beside the track, she might have had to say goodbye to this beautiful world with her second miraculous lease on life!
She barely opened her eyes, about to climb ashore, when she saw a tall, striking figure near the center of the explosion. Orion?
Why was he here?
It was strange; every time danger struck, he was the first to rush to her side. Memories of school and Lakeside Manor flashed through Xantheaâs mind, and she couldnât help but call out, âOrion?â