Ash was also shocked by this sudden situation.

One could even vaguely feel that this man who called himself Gerard exuded a certain charm, especially the way he turned a group of evil spirits into ashes with such ease.

He put away the sword in his hand, walked excitedly to Wu Heng and patted him on the shoulder.

"No, man, you have such a powerful ability, why didn't you show it earlier?"

"Do you think this kind of thing can be used casually?"

"To be honest, if I hadn't sensed the existence of the Mire Cemetery in this era, and the fact that so many evil spirits gathered here, which was a very rare occurrence, I would not have used this last remaining means."

“This is the last thing left by my ancestors.”

"After several years, these evil spirits that have turned into mud and sand will absorb enough negative energy and turn into a new muddy graveyard. At that time, I can use my special method to extract the rotten marrow from them."

“The conditions for using it are very demanding.”

"First, we need to gather enough evil spirit energy. However, the more evil spirit energy there is, the more powerful the evil spirits are."

"Because in most cases, evil spirits appear alone, and the power of this powder is limited."

"It is very rare for such a large number of evil spirits to gather together, and their individual strength is not very high."

"In the course of history, this situation would only occur when evil spirits launched large-scale attacks on cities. And when this situation occurred, it would definitely be the time when evil spirits were most active."

"Their barrier to reality is so close that it can be broken with just a slight poke."

"Perhaps an inadvertent eye contact or a casual wave can break this barrier, and it is obvious that this era is a time when evil spirits are active."

“I think that’s why I was able to sense the existence of a muddy graveyard a hundred miles away during this period.”

"That should be something left by the family one or two hundred years ago."

Wu's words made Ash's smile gradually freeze. Doesn't this mean that the world is full of evil spirits?

No wonder there are so few people here. They dare not gather together. If they encounter a stronger evil spirit, they will be wiped out.

The only way to survive is to hide in different places.

"This is really too bad. I think we need to go back to the modern era and let the people of this era return to their own destiny." Ash said hurriedly.

He has no intention of becoming a savior.

"Since we came here through that book, the way back must also be in that book. I think there may be the necessary methods and people who know about this place in this world." Wu Heng said.

The soldiers around were still cheering.

Arthur and the wise man hurried to Wu Heng's side, bent over, protected their chests, and presented him with the most respectful greetings and salutes.

Some people returned to the castle.

Various vegetables, fruits, and even horse meat were served. Wu Heng sat there quietly drinking Malmsey wine, which was a special wine for the nobility and was also mentioned in Shakespeare's works.

Ash was lying on the king's chair without any expression.

Enjoying the service of the beautiful woman beside him.

Even Hill, who had once thrown stones at him, changed into a new pink dress and became a member of the attendants.

She always felt that there was an aura about Wu Heng that made her afraid. Not only did that aura make her fantasize about things that were impossible, but she also didn't dare to talk to him casually, let alone look him in the face.

In fact, Wu Heng had already restrained all his supernatural powers, and these were just natural actions.

It was like the emperor falling into poverty among the common people. Even if he was just like everyone else, his words and actions would always make people feel different. At least he would not walk frivolously.

But Ash on the side was different, with a silly smile on his face.

He walks in a frivolous and careless manner.

Now he was eating a fruit plate and telling adult jokes with a group of maids. If it weren't for the strangeness of his left hand and his previous behavior of tearing the evil spirit apart, people would probably think he was a boastful and frivolous middle-aged man.

Compared to Wu Heng, Ash doesn't have any temperament at all.

This brought him down to earth, and made Hill feel like he could approach him, and even interact with him, so naturally the look in his eyes was different.

"The two predicted saviors, is there any reason why we haven't treated you well enough?" Arthur, the wise old man, the bald general with a long beard and a group of people came over.

They had been waiting for Wu Heng and Ash for two hours, and perhaps they had rested well before they could not wait to rush over.

"Very good."

"You've come at the right time. I was just about to ask you something. We were brought here from the future by a book. Do you know any way to go back?" Ash asked directly without any hesitation.

This made the group of people stiffen for a moment.

But the wise old man beside the king still answered honestly: "Is the book that brought you here called the Book of the Dead?"

"And when you were chanting the spell, many evil spirits revived?"

"Yes, that's right," Ash replied, "But it's called the Book of Evil Spirits."

"That's right."

"This book has had many names over the endless years, but without exception, it can summon evil spirits to revive, eliminate the barriers between the evil spirit world and the human world, and summon countless dead people to reality."

"It is a blasphemous thing, made entirely of human skin." The old man replied, stroking his beard.

Then he thought about it some more.

"According to historical records, there were people who came here in previous times."

"This record is in the king's archives, and it contains the formula for making related alchemical potions."

"As long as we use that potion and the Book of Evil Spirits, we can return to the previous era."

"What are you waiting for? Help us make the potion quickly. This world is too dangerous." Ash said bluntly.

The city dignitaries who heard this were already extremely anxious and could hardly contain themselves.

The reason they rushed here was because Ash's attire, including the chainsaw and the one-handed figure, were more in line with the prophesied savior.

They hope that Ash can put an end to the evil spirits of this era, which is what they have been waiting for for a long time.

But now,

This savior only wanted to quickly return to his own era and escape the crisis of this world, and didn't care about their lives at all.

This is not the demeanor of a savior. (End of this chapter)

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