Mrs. and Mr. Smith
Chapter 1605

Chapter 1605: Chapter 1605: Evil VS Evil Chapter 1605: Chapter 1605: Evil VS Evil All eyes were looking into the distance.

A suave young man was seen walking on the Void, and with a stretch of his hand, the Treasured Sword returned to him.

It was none other than Gregory Hum.

With a pot of wine hanging on his waist and a Treasured Sword in his hand, he gazed indifferently at the black-robed man in front of him.

“You bastards are really ruthless.” Gregory Hum said faintly.

“It's Gregory Hum! Gregory Hum is here, we're saved!”

“Gregory Hum? One of the three extremes, Gregory Hum?”

The Gowinston City Lord also hurriedly looked at Gregory Hum and bowed his hands, “Greetings, Senior Gregory Hum.”

Gregory Hum nodded at him, then immediately shifted his gaze to the few people before him.

“Have you killed so many people that you can't sleep?” Gregory Hum asked faintly.

The black-robed man sneered coldly, “Gregory Hum, you won't be arrogant for long, someone will come to clean up your mess soon.”

“Oh? Someone's coming to clean up my mess?” Gregory Hum asked, feigning surprise.

“That's right!”

At this moment, a booming shout passed from behind!

A burly man appeared, with a shaved head and a fierce expression on his face.

This person was none other than Eric Mitchell.

Eric Mitchell looked at Gregory Hum with cold eyes and declared, “Gregory Hum, your opponent today is me.”

Gregory Hum's brows slightly furrowed, “Eric Mitchell, aren't you from the Southern Province?”

“I don't belong to any place.” Eric Mitchell said coldly.

“To be honest, I've always been quite curious about your abilities. It's said that those years ago, you defeated the Deputy Sect Master of the Cloud Sect in just a few moves. Since then, you've been hailed as one of the three extremes in the Southern Province.”

“However, such accomplishments are not worth much in my eyes. With such mediocrity, I could crush them with just one finger.”

Gregory Hum chuckled as he turned his gaze to the burly man, “So what?”

“So, I don't think you're anything special.” Eric Mitchell sneered.

“With that skinny, weak form of yours, I'm afraid I might accidentally break your bones!”

“Enough with the nonsense, let's get to it.” Gregory Hum's expression finally turned cold.

He held the Treasured Sword with its brilliant rays of light, as countless dao techniques intertwined beneath the blade. What looked like golden lines spread out below the sword, pressing fiercely towards Eric Mitchell.

Eric Mitchell's strength was naturally not to be underestimated. He was already one of the three lunatics, and now that he had cultivated the Sacred Heart Formula from the North Plain, his strength had increased exponentially.

The great battle was on the verge of breaking out, with Eric Mitchell revealing his true strength without reservation. He directly activated the Sacred Heart Formula, preparing to swiftly kill Gregory Hum.

However, Gregory Hum moved gracefully, his skills extremely sharp. For a time, the two fought fiercely.

While Gregory Hum and Eric Mitchell were fighting, the Temple of No Fate also received a guest.

Alf Dillon stood behind Monk Theo Miller, his hands clasped together in front of the statue of Buddha.

“Master, will the Buddha forgive someone like me?” he asked softly.

Monk Theo Miller, with his back to him, replied slowly, “Lay down the butcher's knife, and become a Buddha on the spot.”

“Oh? Even someone like me will be forgiven by the Buddha?” Alf Dillon appeared somewhat surprised.

Monk Theo Miller bowed and said, “The Buddha is compassionate.”

“Hahahaha!” Alf Dillon burst into laughter upon hearing this.

“So, even if I killed everyone, the Buddha would still forgive me? In that case, why should I put down my butcher's knife now? Wouldn't it be better to kill to my heart's content until I'm bored, and then still be forgiven?” he sneered.

With narrowed eyes, he asked, “Is late justice really meaningful?”

As he spoke, Alf Dillon's murderous spirit intensified, and his aura rapidly surged.

The next second, the entire Temple of No Fate was reduced to ruins, and the great war began in an instant.

In the Southern Province, it seemed that no one was spared.

Three groups from the North Plain came to the Southern Province, wreaking havoc and causing unbearable suffering.

Lynch Sect.

Viola Carter, accompanied by three black-robed men, descended here.

Looking at Dudley Lynch sitting on the throne, Viola Carter got straight to the point: “Dudley Lynch, I'm giving you the chance to join us in the North Plain and serve our cause.”

A terribly gloomy and eerie smile appeared on Dudley Lynch's face, and he squinted his eyes, saying, “Oh? Are you notifying me?”

Viola Carter stood with her hands clasped behind her back and said indifferently, “You can think of it that way.”

“And if I refuse?” asked Dudley Lynch with a grin.

Viola Carter snorted coldly and said, “If you refuse, today will be your death day!”

“Little girl, you're quite arrogant.” Dudley Lynch licked his lips and stood up from his throne.

Viola Carter narrowed her eyes and shouted, “In that case, don't blame me for being impolite!”

Without wasting a word, Dudley Lynch directly took out the White Bone Club and smashed it over!

All of Viola Carter's techniques were worthless in front of the White Bone Club, vanishing into dust in an instant!

Her frail and sexy body was directly smashed and thrown away!

Dudley Lynch's body vanished into the darkness, and in the blink of an eye, he emerged from the void behind Viola Carter.

He reached out his hand and easily hooked it around Viola Carter's snow-white neck.

The immense power, coupled with the injuries on her body, left Viola Carter unable to move.

With his arm hooked around Viola Carter's neck, Dudley Lynch stuck out his tongue and said sinisterly, “You know, it's been a while since I last touched a woman…”

Viola Carter's face changed instantly and she hurriedly asked, “What do you want to do!”

“You guess,” said Dudley Lynch with a dark smile.

The next second, Dudley Lynch smashed Viola Carter's limbs and dragged her into a room.

Half an hour later, a half-dead Viola was thrown out of the room, while Dudley Lynch appeared satisfied.

He licked his lips and stood in front of Viola, saying indifferently, “Next time you talk to me, watch your tone…”

Viola Carter clenched her teeth, and tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

Although she was a villain, right now she felt that Dudley Lynch was ten or a hundred times more sinister!

“What are you holding in your hands?” At this time, Dudley Lynch suddenly noticed the painting scroll in the hands of the black-robed men.

The faces of the black-robed men changed instantly, and they subconsciously retreated two steps.

But Dudley Lynch shattered their heads directly and snatched the painting scroll.

“Tsk, tsk, a good thing,” said Dudley Lynch, holding it to his nose and greedily sniffing.

Viola Carter clenched her teeth and said, “You can't touch that, or the North Plain won't let you off!”

Dudley Lynch narrowed his eyes slightly, walked over to Viola Carter, grabbed her hair with one hand and roughly lifted her up.

“Didn't I tell you before? When you talk to me, watch your tone…” said Dudley Lynch with a sinister smile.

“I was planning to let you go, but now I've changed my mind,” Dudley Lynch leered at Viola Carter.

“Keeping you here seems like a good idea too…”

Dudley Lynch's words were like silver needles piercing Viola Carter's heart, and her face became extremely desperate.