Mrs. and Mr. Smith
Chapter 1367

Chapter 1367: Chapter 1367: The Insane Randall Freeman_1 Chapter 1367: Chapter 1367: The Insane Randall Freeman_1 An overwhelming crowd was advancing toward Randall Freeman!

But there was no trace of fear on Randall's face. Instead, he seemed even more arrogant.

He shouted continuously, glowing with radiance, like a true undefeated War God maneuvering through the crowd.

This was a fierce battle, and even though Randall was powerful, he couldn't fight against so many people alone.

He was gradually losing ground, his white clothes stained with blood, but his face still boasted arrogance!

“Randall Freeman, you're going to die!” First Elder coldly scolded from a high position.

Randall laughed wildly, “Even if I die, I'll make sure to take you with me!”

First Elder sneered in sarcasm, “You might last, but your two old friends may not.”

Sure enough, when Randall turned his head, Alonzo White and Crow were seriously injured, gasping for breath.

Randall's face changed and he wanted to rush over, but the crowd blocked his way.

“Bang!”

At this moment, Alonzo White couldn't hold on any longer and a punch shattered his lower jaw, sending his body flying through the air.

“Alonzo White!” Randall's face changed drastically, and he tried his best to break through the encirclement, but ultimately failed.

“Hiss!”

At this time, Crow suffered an even more violent attack.

A radiant spear pierced straight through Crow's head.

The spear penetrated his head, pinning him to the ground, unable to move.

Blood continued to flow, his breath rapidly dissipating.

“Crow!” Randall's face turned extremely ugly, and even his body was trembling at this moment.

Crow's breath was rapidly fading, and his primordial spirit was pierced through at the very instant!

“Hahahaha!” First Elder laughed loudly when he saw the situation.

“Randall Freeman, are you scared now?”

Randall's hands were hanging by his sides, and his body shivered.

“You… you're asking for death!” Randall suddenly raised his head, and a terrifying breath burst open instantly!

His eyes were bloodshot, and his body was enveloped in raging flames!

First Elder's brow furrowed but he didn't take it too seriously.

“Showing off with some tricks,” First Elder sneered coldly.

But at that moment, Randall looked up and roared, “Eight Devil Transformation!”

Following the roar, Randall's entire demeanor became extremely aggressive.

His eyes seemed to lose all humanity, turning him into a wild beast!

Consequently, his aura surged, and his strength violently increased at this moment!

“Die, all of you!”

Strange howls came from Randall's mouth. At this moment, he was like a wild beast that had lost reason, killing anyone and anything he encountered!

This violent assault instantly scattered the members of the Cloud Sect!

“Damn!” Seeing this, First Elder's face also changed.

But having mobilized their forces today, if they failed to capture Randall, the Cloud Sect's reputation would be ruined. Therefore, he could only command his men to exert all their effort to kill Randall!

Ethan Smith came out of the fiery pit.

After undergoing several days of refinement, there were some changes in his body.

His skin constantly broke and reassembled on the surface, while his body took on a reddish hue.

Ethan looked at Clay and Alfred Freeman, asking, “How is it? Any news?”

Clay shook his head, “We can't get any news here.”

Ethan furrowed his brow and looked at the surrounding barrier, asking, “Did your grandfather say when this spatial barrier would disappear?”

Clay glanced at Ethan, replying, “My grandfather said that the spatial barrier won't disappear on its own, and it can only be shattered by external force.”

Upon hearing this, Ethan couldn't help but gasp.

“So, we're going to be stuck here forever?” Ethan asked, confused.

Alfred chimed in, “That's my grandfather's intention. He said that when you have enough power to break this barrier, you'll be able to leave.”

“But if it never breaks, won't we be stuck here forever?” Ethan felt a headache coming.

The most critical issue was that, unlike Clay and Alfred, Ethan needed to eat.

Ethan, who had no spiritual power, needed sustenance.

Ethan looked down at his growling stomach, appearing somewhat embarrassed.

“Grandfather foresaw this problem,” Clay said.

With a move of his mind, he took a large pile of pill-like green peas from a Spatial Magic Artifact.

“Here, take this.” Clay handed the large bag of pills to Ethan.

“These can ease your hunger. You'll have to rely on them to get by,” Clay explained.

Ethan took the pills, and couldn't help but exclaim, “Your grandfather really thought of everything.”

“Buddy, whether or not we can leave, and when we can leave, depends on you,” Clay patted Ethan's shoulder.

“Indeed, we don't want to stay here for too long,” Alfred nodded in agreement.

Ethan agreed, “Don't worry, I'll definitely try my best.”

He stuffed the pills in his mouth, and not long after, the scent and the effects exploded.

Ethan's strength was quickly replenished, and the feeling of hunger vanished.

“One pill has such an effect. With so many of them, it should be enough to support me until I can leave this place,” Ethan thought to himself.

Not wasting any more time, he immediately jumped back into the fiery pit and continued refining his body.

An increase in physical strength would inevitably lead to an increase in power.

For Ethan at this time, this was the only method of cultivation.

It must be said that Randall Freeman's idea was incredibly crazy. He wanted someone in the Nascent Soul Realm to achieve a Reversion Void Stage physical body; it was truly unheard of.

In the blink of an eye, another three days passed.

At this time, the Freeman Family estate had turned into ruins.

A tall and old figure stood there with a dull expression.

Countless corpses surrounded him

Blood had dyed the earth of the Freeman Family Estate red.

Randall stood there for a long time, looking as if he had aged decades.

After a while, Randall got up, turned around, and left.

Soon, an explosive piece of news spread:

The Cloud Sect's army attacked, leaving Randall Freeman utterly defeated!

“Have you heard? They say they encountered a mad Randall Freeman who killed hundreds of people!”

“Yes, I heard it was a demonic technique. Once executed, one would lose all reason, unable to distinguish between friend and foe.”

“First Elder seems to have been seriously injured and barely escaped from the Freeman Family Estate.”

“The Cloud Sect really suffered heavy losses this time.”

“But you have to admire Randall Freeman, he truly lived up to his name…”