Mrs. and Mr. Smith
Chapter 2508: 2506: Earth Fiend 72

Chapter 2508: Chapter 2506: Earth Fiend 72

Almost everyone’s heart was shattered; it seemed unbelievable that the Fallen Godly King could unleash such a horrifying strike.

“Ethan Smith!”

The Sumeru Ring hovered in the air, abruptly flying towards Elder Baker.

The Sumeru Ring had three soul imprints: one from Ethan Smith, one from Emily Taylor, and the last belonged to the previous owner of the Sumeru Ring, Elder Baker.

At this moment, the presence of two souls vanished, and the Sumeru Ring transformed into a streak of light that merged into Elder Baker’s hand.

Tears welled up in Elder Baker and the others’ eyes; under this attack, they couldn’t believe Ethan Smith could still be alive.

However, whether it was him, Frederick Cohen, Salena Carpenter, Edwin Garner, or others, they were all caught in battle without even a moment to mourn.

As Elder Baker received the Sumeru Ring, his expression suddenly froze.

Inside the Sumeru Ring, a Glass Sacred Bone floated serenely.

He faintly sensed it and seemed to vaguely perceive Ethan Smith’s presence within.

“Elder Baker, don’t show any anomalies to alert others.”

Emily Taylor made a hush gesture towards Elder Baker, indicating him not to reveal anything.

Though it was merely a Glass Sacred Bone, Emily could sense the surging vitality within.

Ethan Smith miraculously survived this strike.

Even though she didn’t know how, Ethan Smith truly accomplished this miracle.

Her eyes were red as she looked at that sacred bone; at this moment, the sacred bone diffused a blue marine force.

The terrifying power of the water element slowly nourished the sacred bone with new life.

Emily Taylor was afraid of drawing external attention from Mount Sumeru World, and with a flick of her mind, she enveloped the fragment of the sacred bone with a substantial energy barrier.

She triggered the seeking formation set earlier by Heath Perez; otherwise, if noticed by Dudley Lynch, it would inexorably lead to endless warfare.

“Satisfied now? The little bastard is dead; obediently hand over all soul imprints, and I will take you to a new realm.”

Dudley Lynch’s eerie laugh echoed as he tore apart space to leap directly within, completely unafraid of the terrifying turbulence within.

And between the projections, Ksitigarbha King glared at the two and revealed an odd smile at the corner of his mouth.

Meanwhile, in another battlefield after such prolonged combat.

Nearly three thousand Ghost Race warriors tore through space, arriving at the Holy Region again.

With the arrival of the Ghost Race, terrorizing ghost energy instantly rioted in the air, and the entire Hominini Continent was engulfed in a sinister gale.

Countless deceased souls emitted shrill roars as if they wished to break through the order of the Path of Heaven and rush towards the Ghost Race.

“Ken Middleton! You finally arrived! I’ve been waiting for you for so long!”

Jaquan Martinez’s eyes lit up as he emitted a wild laughter.

Among those leading the Ghost Race was a creature with a gentle face standing among them.

“In this battle, we are allies and shall not fight.”

He looked at Jaquan Martinez, whose face was identical to his own, seemingly unsurprised.

He smiled slightly, and a gentle force sent Jaquan Martinez back to the Crane’s side.

“This brother of yours is quite interesting.”

The Crane sat on the Throne, showing an unintentional hint of curiosity.

“Big brother Ken Middleton, how did you become a warlord of the Ghost Race?”

“Ken Middleton, you once devoted yourself to the human spirit of the Southern Province and sacrificed your time there!”

“It’s outrageous that you became a lackey of the Ghost Race; I have always considered you the most respectable person!”

…

Ken Middleton’s appearance triggered an uproar among the Hominini, especially those from the Southern Province who all knew this legend.

He physically traversed the Dead Sea and single-handedly obstructed the advance of the North Plain.

However, upon seeing him this time, Ken Middleton had become a warlord of the Ghost Race.

Ken Middleton still wore a smile as he untied the cloak from his shoulder.

“That was the old Ken Middleton; now he is an unbound emissary of Hell.”

He flung the cloak into the air; suddenly, it silently expanded like a blooming giant flower, enveloping the surrounding space.

That cloak turned out to be Ken Middleton’s universe!

To connect with Divine Spirit.

Countless powers of order surged, crashing in the air, the terrifying sound of Iron Chain clashes echoing throughout.

These chains were deeply embedded in the depths of space, spreading a bizarre aura across the whole continent.

The faces of Hominini spirits were filled with extreme dread as they realized a Hell manifested before their eyes.

To connect, signifies meeting the Divine Spirit, deep contemplation, and capable of discerning the Hell of the underworld.

This was to summon Hell into the Hominini’s presence through divine skills.

Instantly, nearly several thousand human spirits were petrified by the frightening illusion of the Hell that appeared in their divine sense, struggling desperately on the ground.

This was the true underworld Hell; even the combatants here, though elite in Hominini, couldn’t withstand this ultimate fear of Hell.

Forbidden Water.

With his two-word true language spoken again, tidal waves flooded over the area covered by the cloak.

This Forbidden Water refers to impassable or toxic rivers, places in Hell that restrict movement, often set in forbidden grounds.

Once this Forbidden Water descended, countless Hominini perished again.

“Earth Evil 72 Technique, the highest forbidden technique in Hell, this Ghost Race creature actually mastered it.”

Xeno Johnson showed an angry expression on his face.

“Thunder Eight Trigrams!”

“Four Seasons Swordsmanship!”

Almost simultaneously, Huxley Walters and Sebastian Taylor leapt into action, Ken Middleton’s spells were all of large-scale nature.

Moreover, after casting two such major spells in succession, he still seemed to have the energy to continue attacking.

If they didn’t stop him, the Hominini’s losses would become exceptionally grave.

Nightmare Prayer.

With his back to the two, Ken Middleton uttered the two words again.

“What terrifying illusory technique! Nightmare Prayer, a short form for illusion, ensnaring one’s consciousness into a nightmare-like realm.”

Suddenly, Huxley Walters and Sebastian Taylor were immobilized, and their Divine Soul changed subtly.

The familiar surroundings began to warp; colors shifted unpredictably, as if they had entered a dreamscape beyond reality.

In this moment, the outlines of the world blurred, leaving the two afraid to act impulsively.

“Crack!”

The apparition before Sebastian Taylor suddenly vanished, and his world abruptly tilted.

Ken Middleton reached out and crushed his neck, while Huxley Walters’ Thunderous Force erupted at the last moment, allowing him to escape the illusory world.

Whoosh!

Burning his spiritual power, Huxley Walters fled directly away without looking back, his face pallid, unable to resist glancing at Ken Middleton.

He never anticipated being before Ken Middleton; they were as helpless as chicks, utterly powerless to resist.

Finlay Taylor and the rest of the Taylor family revealed painful roars.

Sebastian Taylor, who had fought side by side with him for so many years, just died at Ken Middleton’s hands.

This caused him immense anger, coupled with a deep sense of powerlessness.