"Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha" the female corpse's laughter was harsh and unpleasant.

"Pooh!"

It spat a mouthful of disgusting black, sticky saliva at everyone, and Scott was accidentally spit on the face.

"Ah! Sizzle~"

The moment his face came into contact with the black mucus, his entire face wrinkled and became extremely disgusting, before he could even let out a roar.

The wooden sign in Ash's hand was already pressed against his face.

Along with the sound of the red-hot iron meeting cold water, Scott, who had not yet fully transformed, returned to his original form.

"Thank you. Thank you, thank you!" He kept gasping.

Ash ignored him and walked over to the wooden board, looking at the female corpse who had shrunk her head a little because she was afraid of the wooden sign.

He lifted his right foot vigorously and stepped on the wooden board.

The wooden board hit the female corpse's head with a bang, knocking her back into the basement.

Snap!

The wooden door of the cabin was already in danger of collapse due to the intensive hammering. A rotten arm stretched out from outside, followed by a disgusting, half-rotten head.

The rotten face, the upper and lower gums kept knocking against each other, and it made a wild laugh.

"Come on, no matter what means you use, I can't wait any longer!" Ash came in front of Wu Heng.

"No problem, then choose a part and pour it down." Wu Heng handed a small bottle to Ash.

Ash took it and took a look. The liquid inside looked like the saliva of the female corpse in the basement. He even suspected that it was exactly the same thing.

"This is the rotten marrow from the mud cemetery, a very special liquid that has been lost and there is not much left." Wu Heng said a term he had never heard of before.

It's like a mysterious exorcist family that has become little known and almost lost over the years.

This was the bait he prepared for these evil spirits and for Bali, the father of evil spirits.

"Choose a part to fall down?"

Ash opened it and was greeted by a pungent, eye-irritating smell that instantly made his tears flow.

"You'd better not smell it if you don't want to use your nose to fight and confront evil," Wu Heng warned.

"Does this really work?"

He watched as the lid was opened and the black liquid inside continued to emit corrosive bubbles, like concentrated sulfuric acid.

"Maybe it will be useful." Wu Heng gave a look that said "whatever you say", "After all, I have never used this thing before."

Ash gritted his teeth and poured it into his left hand.

Hiss, hiss, hiss—!

The moment he fell, the muscles in his left hand turned into red mucus like dissolved candles, dripping onto the ground.

In the blink of an eye, only bones were left on the entire palm.

Even the metacarpal bones turned pitch black.

"Oh, my hand, mine." Ash cried out in pain subconsciously, and then suddenly felt as if nothing was happening, no pain came. He moved it curiously, and only the skeleton of his left hand was left.

Very flexible, just like a normal palm.

"So what's the use of this?"

He bent down and picked up the chainsaw on the ground with his left hand, which had turned black.

The professional chainsaw weighs 11.5 kilograms, and even Ash can only lift it with one hand. If he wants to wield it, he must use both hands.

But at this moment, the chainsaw in his left hand was like a cotton swab, so when he waved it, he even made saw marks on the entire chainsaw with one hand.

It's just like the state in martial arts, where one can make light of heavy tasks.

He switched the chainsaw to his right hand and found that it was still as heavy, which meant that his left hand had been strengthened.

"I feel like I can beat ten now!" He held the electric saw in his left hand and instantly became confident. With this thing, he could saw as many as they came.

"Gerald, is this something from your family? It's so powerful. Is there something that won't rot muscles and can make them very strong? It will be of great use to me!" Ash grinned.

"No, if I had one I used it myself."

"If you could go back a few hundred years and find my family heritage, maybe there really is such a thing," Wu Heng said.

He is waiting.

Only Ash's soul is special, and he did return to the Middle Ages 500 years ago in the plot.

There is what Wu Heng needs, which is the channel created by the medieval wizard that can control the "Book of Evil Spirits".

An alchemical potion that can travel back and forth between the past and the future.

What Wu Heng wanted was exactly that thing. As long as he had it, he could freely control the various time points in this plot world that he wanted to reach through the Book of Evil Spirits.

Otherwise, the timeline of the entire plot world is as long as several decades, and he simply does not have that much time.

During the time that Ash had just been out, Wu Heng had already conducted some detailed research on the Book of Evil Spirits in his hand.

The passage in this book contains the father of evil spirits, Bali.

Its face is the cover of this book.

As of this point in time, the channel between the evil spirit world behind the book and reality is like a growing baby and has not yet been fully formed.

Its channel could not bear the fluctuations brought about by Wu Heng's entry into the world of evil spirits.

Not to mention that Wu Heng's previous act of forcing his way in had already frightened the evil spirits in the entire evil spirit world.

These evil spirits have been silent for too long, and their connection with reality is too thin.

But decades later, the connection between the evil spirits and the real world has nurtured the channel to a sufficient degree.

Therefore, the best way is to control the time nodes of the channel in the Book of Evil Spirits after mastering the alchemical potion.

Directly from the current plot to decades later.

The passage had become stable at that time, and with just a little arrangement, Wu Heng would be able to invade the evil spirit world.

The reality that the guys from the evil spirit world want to invade is also affected by the channel.

I believe that when both parties cooperate with each other, it will be a perfect two-way encounter.

This is also the reason why Wu Heng can be here.

The strengthened Ash picked up the chainsaw and began to frantically kill the zombies that broke in.

But there are so many evil spirits that after being chopped to death, many of them will recombine into new evil spirits at the original place.

"Damn, these guys are like tumbleweeds, there's no way to cut them all down." Ash complained while busying himself.

The other four people tried their best to fill the holes with beds and bookcases.

"These evil spirits were already dead, how can you kill them again?"

"If you want to resolve this crisis, you only need to recite the reverse spell in the book and summon a channel to absorb these evil spirits back. Then you will be safe." Wu Heng's voice sounded.

"Oh, dear Gerald, maybe you should have said it earlier!" Ash said speechlessly.

“Didn’t I just see this?”

Wu Heng raised the Book of Evil Spirits in his hand.

In fact, he just wanted to show these evil spirits, or the existence behind the evil spirits, the effect of "corrupted marrow". (End of this chapter)

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