Mrs. and Mr. Smith
Chapter 1163

Chapter 1163: Chapter 1163: Marc visits the Prophet of Heavenly Secrets Chapter 1163: Chapter 1163: Marc visits the Prophet of Heavenly Secrets This process might take a long time, as the fusion of the blood with Ethan Smith was also constantly reshaping Ethan Smith's body!

Each reshaping brought an incredible power!

At the same time, the more shaping times, the more noticeable the effect!

This could be a lengthy process, but Dashiell Garrett didn't dare to blink in fear that he might miss something.

While Ethan Smith was absorbing the blood, Marc Fraley was desperately searching for him.

He used all the forces he could muster to look for Ethan Smith's trail.

But Ethan Smith had after all escaped into the Mystic Realm, so it was impossible to find him relying on his aura.

“It might be better to rely on the power of the authorities instead of these martial artists to find someone,” Samantha Hewitt reminded at the side.

“Ethan Smith and Dashiell Garrett couldn't have escaped the surveillance of the cameras.”

This undoubtedly reminded Marc. He looked at Star and said anxiously, “Quick, send my order to check the surveillance!”

However, Star shook her head and said, “There has been no contact between the government and the Capital City Martial Arts Association for a long time. They definitely won't help.”

Marc's face turned cold. He gritted his teeth and said, “I don't care! If they refuse, don't blame me for being rude!”

“Young Master Marc, don't act rashly,” Star frowned.

“If we really tear the face, no one will benefit.”

Although mighty realm cultivators are extremely powerful, it doesn't mean that they can ignore the real military power.

Once the two sides clash, both will suffer losses.

“I can't manage that much!” Marc roared angrily.

“If it comes to that, we might as well all perish together!”

Star glanced at Samantha and said with some intent, “Aren't you afraid that someone will take advantage of the situation? Do you want your wholeheartedly built Capital City Martial Arts Association to fall into someone else's hands?”

This reminded Marc.

He said with a gloomy face, “So what should I do, just let Ethan Smith go? He will become a trouble sooner or later!”

I have an idea,” Samantha said indifferently.

“Speak” Marc urged.

Samantha said solemnly, “Go find the prophet. He will surely be able to calculate Ethan Smith's location.”

“Prophet?” Marc was taken aback. He grasped the straw of hope and immediately said, “Quick, take me to find the prophet!”

Prophet's temple.

The closing Prophet suddenly opened his eyes.

A trace of sadness flashed across his face, but soon he regained his composure.

“Still can't escape this day,” the prophet whispered under his breath.

His two disciples seemed to have sensed something and stepped forward, with some concern and asked, “Master, this disaster… can we get through it?”

Prophet shook his head calmly and said, “Everything is destined, we live under the sky, where can we escape to?”

Upon hearing this, the disciples' faces instantly flashed with sadness.

Both of them knelt on the ground, trembling and saying, “Master, are there really no countermeasures?”

Prophet waved his hand, smiling as he looked at his two disciples by his side and said, “You may leave.”

“No, we won't leave!” These two disciples were extremely stubborn.

“Even if we die, we will stay by our Master's side!”

Prophet opened his mouth, seemingly realizing that he couldn't change anything, and finally sighed with resignation.

To the prophet, his life had been greatly tormented.

Even though he could know the future, the sad thing is that he couldn't change anything.

The deep-seated sense of helplessness that haunted him throughout his life.

That day, Samantha brought Marc to the Prophet's residence.

It was as peaceful as ever here, but the arrival of a helicopter broke the silence.

Marc jumped down from the hundreds of meters high in the sky and promptly walked towards the temple.

“Sir, my master is not seeing any guests today,” said one of the Prophet's disciples, bowing.

Marc coldly glanced at the disciple and then lifted his hand to slap him.

This slap was extremely powerful, turning the disciple directly into a pile of flesh and blood.

Star, who was at the side, wanted to say something but knew deep down that she couldn't change Marc.

As the three of them progressed, they stepped into the temple.

They saw the Prophet sitting with his eyes slightly closed, completely ignoring Marc's presence.

Marc sat directly across from the Prophet and said indifferently, “I have heard that you know everything. I am here today to ask for your help in finding someone.”

Prophet didn't respond, as if he hadn't heard a thing.

Marc frowned and said coldly, “Prophet, if you help me today, I will treat you as an honored guest.”

Prophet said lightly, “You came to find Ethan Smith, right?”

Hearing this, Marc couldn't help but sneer, “Prophet is really not in vain. What else do you know?”

“I also know that you are trying to destroy the Holy Region, but I have to tell you that all your efforts are in vain and futile,” the Prophet said slowly.

As soon as these words came out, Marc immediately felt the urge to kill.

He squinted his eyes and said coldly, “Cut the crap, tell me where Ethan Smith is.”

The Prophet opened his eyes and shook his head slightly, “Even if I tell you, you won't be able to kill him.”

“Nonsense!” Marc was furious in an instant.

“Killing him, Ethan Smith, is like stepping on an ant!”

The prophet looked at Marc in front of him and said, “In your life, there have been countless opportunities to kill Ethan Smith, but you have already missed them.”

“Now, you have no chance of killing him at all. I advise you to give up now, maybe you can get a slim chance for yourself.”

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