Kapitel 976: Fight!

Hearing Ethan Smith's words, Drexel said with a hint of pride, "If I could borrow a body, dealing with a few white bones wouldn't be a problem."

With that said, Drexel paused for a moment, and continued, "But...even if I killed that batch of white bones, I couldn't stop this formation."

Ethan Smith couldn't help but feel his face turn pale.

If they couldn't stop the formation, more martial artists would keep dying, and even he might not be spared.

"Bang!"

At this moment, another martial artist's divine sense was extracted, and his body fell to the ground.

"Ah!"

With more and more martial artists around them having their divine senses taken away, panic continued to spread.

Ethan Smith coldly looked at Obadiah Heptinstall in the distance, his complexion increasingly ghastly.

But at this point, no one dared to step out, because whoever did would become the next target.

Obadiah Heptinstall stood there, hands behind his back, quietly watching everything unfold.