Mrs. and Mr. Smith-Chapter 2364 - 2362 Burning the Land of Falsehood
Chapter 2364: Chapter 2362: Burning, the Land of Falsehood
Chapter 2364 -2362: Burning, the Land of Falsehood
That weed once again revived its vitality, emitting the aura of Life Essence.
Ethan Smith’s body ignited with High Temperature again, in an eternal cycle.
Ethan Smith repeated this thousands of times, his desolate divine eye fixated on this space, observing every movement.
The fluctuations of space, the surges of rules, even the curling tremors of the weed, all information flooded into his Sea of Consciousness like tidal water.
He now needed to confirm one thing; if unable to confirm, his next actions would be extremely perilous.
At last, after ten thousand observations, he finally noticed something different.
In that space of the Mystic Realm, the water vapor released by the burned weed merged with the space’s fluctuations.
It seemed to be subtly inconsistent with the outside world, imperceptible if not for the desolate divine eye.
Ethan Smith glanced at everyone in the Sumeru Ring, noticing that their Divine Sense Power was increasingly weakening.
His eyes hardened, and he stepped into that coordinate location.
Divine Sense Flames ignited violently within his Sea of Consciousness, and a surge of Divine Sense Power, dozens of times stronger, exploded in his sea.
This was a desperate measure, used only in extreme situations, massive Divine Soul Power burning under that divine fire.
Terrifying power burst forth, the horrifying Divine Sense Power causing the surrounding space to twist suddenly, numerous space vortexes fiercely enveloping the Qingluan Continent, creating hundreds of overlapping space shadows.
Pain etched on Ethan Smith’s face, the tenfold Divine Sense Power causing a crushing pain in his Sea of Consciousness.
Massive Divine Sense Power flooded like tidal water into his desolate divine eye, and in an instant, the world before him changed again, the world’s rule lines transforming before his eyes.
It seemed magnified thousands of times; those rule lines infinitely pulled close to Ethan Smith’s eyes, turning into symbols of utmost origin.
However, this burning of Divine Soul Power lasted only a few dozen seconds.
Ethan Smith’s consciousness dimmed, signaling his Divine Soul dispersing.
“Emily.”
His legs trembled lightly; in this life and death moment, a single misjudgment would cause him to completely dissipate in this Heaven and Earth.
Darkness slowly covered Ethan Smith’s eyes.
He didn’t know how long he had his eyes closed, but when he opened them again.
He appeared in a world so beautiful it took one’s breath away, where birds sang and flowers fragranced.
Below, seas of clouds flowed; above, blue skies and white clouds, every breath filled with the sweet scent of flowers.
In that distance, two people were snuggling together.
The man elegant and handsome, the woman simple and graceful.
The moment Ethan Smith appeared, the Scholar had already appeared before him.
His elegant face revealed an extremely angry expression.
The world around Ethan Smith slowly collapsed, the Terrifying Heaven and Earth Power directly engulfing him.
In the next instant, he reappeared in another world.
He completely lost his memory; in that world, he met a Little Girl, and they grew up together, but eventually, the girl chose someone else.
In another place, the same two people were about to get married, when Emily Taylor suddenly fell ill and died…
One lifetime, two lifetimes, ten lifetimes, a hundred lifetimes, a thousand lifetimes…
When Ethan Smith returned to that collapsing world, he was already trembling all over, curled up in a ball.
With a slight disturbance, he began violently vomiting.
The painful memories of his previous life piled up together, the almost entirely real life experiences, caused him to nearly break down.
If it weren’t for his divine sense having undergone the same extreme physical pain, he would have already collapsed and become a Fool.
The Scholar seemed somewhat surprised; he did not expect Ethan Smith to still be alive.
Ethan Smith struggled to stand up; he fell dozens of times before he managed to half-kneel and support his body.
After a long time, he regained a hint of strength and slowly stood up.
The Scholar made no move, just coldly stared at Ethan Smith.
Between his expressions, there was only the cold indifference of someone who had seen through the life and death of humanity.
“You’ve always known that this place is fake, and you chose to be a coward here. My appearance further confirmed this for you, hence the anger, right?”
Ethan Smith managed to squeeze out a smile with difficulty.
The coldness on the Scholar’s face slowly gave way to boundless killing intention, and Ethan Smith only felt his Divine Soul undergo endless torture, a pain tens of times more severe than compressing the soul sphere earlier.
His body trembled uncontrollably, but Ethan Smith continued to speak with difficulty: “Fake is fake, even if it’s identical, you can’t create her daily smiles, nor can you replicate her emotional responses. She would feel sad, she would choose to die for you, she would choose to wait for you silently somewhere in the world, she would give up everything for you, can you create that?”
In the end, Ethan Smith screamed madly, like a lunatic.
He didn’t know if he was talking to the Scholar or to himself.
When he finished speaking, his longing for Emily Taylor couldn’t be held back any longer; he collapsed to the ground, wailing crazily, unconcerned about how terrible his voice sounded.
The killing intention on the Scholar’s face slowly faded, and his eyes gradually reddened.
The Scholar lifted his head, his face showing a relieved decision.
I’ve been here for a long time, truly hard to part with.
That house, we built it together, those slides for the kids, they are all the same.
The shelter bears the same marks of sun and rain.
But time only flows onward, Qian Er.
I will continue to move forward, and by then, I must revive your Divine Soul, so you can reunite with me in this world.
The world burst into fierce flames, and where the fire went, everything completely collapsed.
When the fire had burnt everything clean, Ethan Smith suddenly found himself back where he had just been.
The Scholar was already gone, and amidst the vagueness, he seemed to hear the words “thank you.”
It took a while for Ethan Smith to recover, and he hurriedly projected his divine sense into the Sumeru Ring. freēwēbηovel.c૦m
At this moment, Frederick Cohen, Hicks’s sister the Little Girl, and those controlled by the Holy Region had all awakened.
“Bro, you’re awake!”
Upon seeing Ethan Smith, Frederick Cohen’s face lit up with joy.
Ethan Smith and he hugged tightly, recalling the first time they met when Frederick Cohen did not hesitate to act in Ethan’s defense.
In the Holy Region, because he captured a member of the Wilson family, he was thrown into the Skywater Prison and suffered torture.
“I’m sorry, bro.”
“Damn it, after telling those Wilson family bastards, as long as they don’t kill me, I’m definitely going back to beat up everyone from their clan. Are you interested, bro?”
Frederick Cohen said with a wide smile.
“Great! That damn Wilson family even tried to snatch your sister-in-law; their clan deserves to fall!”
Ethan Smith was also moved by Frederick Cohen’s spirit, suddenly not feeling as sorrowful.
