Mrs. and Mr. Smith
Chapter 1403

Chapter 1403: Chapter 1403: Doing More Harm Than Good_1 Chapter 1403: Chapter 1403: Doing More Harm Than Good_1 Drexel couldn't help but raise his head, staring intently at the scene before him, his eyes filled with a hint of excitement.

“Wow, what a grand spectacle! It's been a long time since I've participated in such a great war.” Drexel licked his lips as he spoke.

Ethan Smith frowned, “Stop talking nonsense, we're running out of time.”

The carriage had already arrived above the Divine Capital City, and the First Elder stood on it, looking down at the city with a condescending gaze.

“Ethan Smith, come out and accept your death!” the First Elder's voice was like thunder, shaking the heavens and the earth.

There was silence within the Divine Capital City, and only Drexel was nervously reviving the divine inscriptions.

“Ethan Smith, come out and accept your death!” The First Elder shouted again.

Others also roared, “What, are you going to shrink like a Black Tortoise? Such cowardly acts make you look pathetic!”

Drexel, who was busy reviving the divine inscriptions, was infuriated upon hearing this.

“Damn it, who are you talking about? Do you really think I'm afraid of you?” Drexel rolled up his sleeves, ready to fight.

Ethan Smith hurriedly stopped him, “They are cursing at me, don't waste time, hurry up!”

Drexel muttered, “Damn it, I've lived for over a thousand years and never been this angry! If I still had my full strength, I'd twist your heads off!”

The divine inscriptions were still being revived methodically, and the outside world continued to hurl insults.

“Listen up,” the First Elder finally lost his patience.

He said coldly, “Since Ethan Smith won't show up, let's just destroy this city!”

“First Elder, wait.” At this moment, a disciple beside the First Elder stepped forward.

“I suspect there's a trap here. If we take hasty action, we might fall into it.”

The First Elder glanced at him, and before he could speak, the Hemp-robed Elder beside him sneered, “What trap could there be? He's just hiding like a Black Tortoise, that's all. Just destroy the city and force him to show himself.”

“No, we can't afford any mistakes in this mission that has spread throughout the Southern Province. Otherwise, the Cloud Sect's reputation will be at stake,” the disciple continued.

The First Elder stroked his beard, seemingly finding it reasonable.

“So, what do you think we should do?” the First Elder asked.

The disciple bowed and said, “I think we should send a few people down to investigate the Divine Capital City.”

The First Elder's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said indifferently, “When a lion catches a rabbit, it still uses its full strength. It makes sense.”

With that, the First Elder looked at the disciple and said, “You can go.”

The disciple's face changed, and he hurriedly said, “First Elder, let… let someone else go…”

“What, are you afraid of death?” the First Elder sneered.

The disciple fell to his knees and said, “I… I'm afraid of death…”

“You're afraid of death? And others aren't?” The First Elder suddenly shouted angrily.

He coldly looked at the disciple and said, “You'll go. If you don't, I'll kill you right now!”

Under the coercion of the First Elder, the disciple walked fearfully towards the Divine Capital City.

The gate slowly opened, and he stepped in cautiously, as if walking on thin ice.

As soon as he entered, the powerful force of the divine inscriptions pressed him to the ground.

Already on high alert, he immediately shouted, “No, it's a trap! There's an ambush!”

As the shout rang out, Drexel, who was currently reviving the Divine Inscription Formation, heard everything clearly.

“Not good, they've broken in.” Drexel's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly sped up his actions.

Meanwhile, the First Elder's eyebrows furrowed, and he looked down at the disciple from above, yelling, “What's going on!”

The disciple tried to stand up from the ground, looked at his own body, and was surprised to find that nothing had happened.

“Reporting… to the First Elder, I'm fine…” the disciple said awkwardly.

“Hmph, you were just frightened. What a waste.” The Hemp-robed Elder snorted coldly from above.

The disciple continued on and was surprised to find that nothing was wrong with his body.

So, the disciple exclaimed joyfully, “First Elder, there's nothing wrong! There's nothing in here!”

The First Elder narrowed his eyes and frowned, “Nothing? Could it be that we've been played by Ethan Smith?”

“First Elder, I…I want to leave now,” the disciple said in a flustered manner.

Before he could finish his sentence, a tremendous force suddenly burst forth!

The next moment, the disciple's head was shattered by a punch!

“It's Ethan Smith!” The First Elder's eyes narrowed as he quickly spotted Ethan Smith's figure.

“I didn't expect to be able to kill someone before falling asleep again…” Drexel cracked a smile, licking the blood from his hand, his face showing a satisfied expression.

Ethan Smith hurriedly asked, “How's the progress? Has the Divine Pattern Array been revived?”

Drexel didn't respond, but instead closed his eyes slightly, whispering in a low voice.

Before long, a golden light flickered from within the city!

The golden light emerged from the center, then enveloped the entire city!

“It's done…” Drexel's voice weakened rapidly.

This was an extremely exhausting task for divine sense, and even Drexel's mighty primordial spirit couldn't bear it any longer.

Before Ethan Smith could say anything, Drexel fell into a deep sleep once again.

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