Wu Heng glanced at the thick blood plasma gushing out from the well on the ground, which had not yet completely coagulated, as well as some broken limbs and body parts mixed with fragments of red clothes.

These are the red-clothed soldiers who died after being fed the evil spirits at the bottom of the well.

They also have relatives and friends, maybe their wives and children are at home when they return, but unfortunately they can't go back anymore.

All of this stems from the word misunderstanding, and the misunderstanding has been resolved.

If Bearded Henry's wife and children were also among the corpses and blood plasma, I wonder if he would be able to simply say "misunderstanding" and repay evil with kindness.

However, Wu Heng did not say anything. Perhaps this is the mind of a tribal leader.

It's a personal choice.

Under Ash's arrangement, the city walls at the east and south gates were strictly guarded and a battle was launched against the evil spirits.

There were too many evil spirits coming this time.

Ordinary people would become extremely timid when facing these evil forces, although they would hold their breath in their hearts under the encouragement of Ash's words.

But the power of the human body itself limits them.

Wu Heng followed Ash, who was holding a chainsaw and sawing at the body of a soldier in armor.

The chainsaw chain was broken directly, leaving only the middle gear.

He simply swung it around like a bizarre big sword, and after smashing the skeleton soldiers climbing up the city wall, even the saw blade broke.

Seeing this situation, the general with two long and thin beards handed the big sword in his hand to Ash.

Ash picked it up and moved it around for a bit. It felt quite handy, but compared to a chainsaw, it seemed to lack some atmosphere and temperament. He still preferred the chainsaw.

Wu Heng shook his head slightly: "This will turn your body into a skeleton, and evil spirits will invade your body, and you will become an evil spirit after you die."

"I don't want to use it."

"What! Will you turn into an evil spirit after you die? Damn it, why didn't you tell me such important news in advance?" Ash felt like he was being cheated.

"What are you worried about? What will happen after you die?"

"Compared to when you die, your body is buried in a small coffin, rotting away bit by bit, being eaten by maggots, and losing all sensation and consciousness."

"Isn't it good to become an evil spirit with consciousness? Isn't this another way of living?"

"You mean after I became an evil spirit, I still have self-awareness?" Ash asked in surprise.

"certainly."

"Germany, that means you have used enough corrupted marrow to turn your entire body into a skeleton."

"Fuck, that was all in vain. What was the difference between me and the evil spirit at that time?"

"There is no difference, so I said it will turn into an evil spirit." Wu Heng said casually.

At the same time, he slightly turned sideways to avoid the attack of an evil spirit.

"Can you help me and pick up your weapons to chop down these guys who should be buried in the ground?" Ash hurriedly jumped over to help Wu Heng chop down the evil spirit, complaining at the same time.

"I'm an exorcist, not a warrior. How can I beat them?"

"Then you are an exorcist."

"How can I drive it away without the rotten marrow? Use your hands to drive it away. Be careful on the left side, chop that one, it is about to bite your butt." Wu Heng said in a calm voice.

Then he took out three small bottles from his pocket, one in red, one in black, and one in gray.

"Alright, hold on a little longer. We still need some evil energy here. Kill ten more of them, and I'll take care of the rest!"

"Is it true?" Ash didn't have much hope when he said these words, but when he suddenly heard this, he looked at Wu Heng in surprise.

Wu Heng opened all three bottles and mixed the powders inside together to form a stream of black fine sand.

Gray, visible aura constantly emerged between the people and evil spirits on the entire city wall and was sucked into the pile of black sand.

Seeing this scene, Ash instantly gained strength and started to hack and kill with all his might.

The black sand powder continued to absorb the breath.

When Ash had chopped off ten of them, he looked at Wu Heng, who was still watching the show with a bottle in his hand, and shouted:

"Hey, I've already cut ten of them, what should I do?"

"Why are you in such a hurry? I'm waiting for something." Wu Heng shook the bottle slightly.

"Waiting for what?"

"Wait for the wind."

After saying this, Wu Heng walked to the top of the city wall. King Arthur, Bearded Henry, the Wise Man, and the soldiers around him heard the conversation between Wu Heng and Ash.

They all looked at Wu Heng's figure.

"What wind? How long do we have to wait?" Ash asked anxiously.

Because at this time, nearly three hundred people had been killed on the field, and the evil spirit team also lost more than one hundred skeleton evil spirits.

However, the corpses of these more than 300 people replenished the ranks of the evil spirits.

This means that with this round of killing, the number of evil spirits not only did not decrease, but increased by two hundred.

King Arthur and his men have placed their hopes on Wu Heng and Ash.

Facing the impatient Ash, Wu Heng stood at the highest point and slowly extended his right hand to Ash.

"Why are you being quiet? I'm very anxious, just answer me." He thought Wu Heng stretched out his hand to signal him to be quiet.

Before he could finish his words, Wu Heng's thumb bent back, leaving only the remaining four fingers.

Then three. Two

At this time, everyone understood that Wu Heng was telling Ashdi how long to wait, and that stretching out his palm represented five numbers.

Under the expectation of everyone's gaze, Wu Heng withdrew his right hand.

A warm wind suddenly blew on the battlefield, from the west to the north and south. Wu Heng slowly put down the glass bottle in his hand.

The black sand in the bottle, along with the warm wind, rushed towards the battlefield.

With the help of wind, black sand particles that are invisible to the naked eye instantly touch the bodies of these evil spirit skeletons.

They were covered in a foul stench, with their fangs bared and their claws roaring.

The body was like a pile of sand that was kicked away, turning into turbid yellow particles. Under the blowing of the wind, the body completely dissipated.

Then these particles fell not far away and turned into piles of sand.

Ash swung his sword, but missed the target, and he was dragged forward and staggered a few steps.

"This, this..." Arthur and the wise men were dumbfounded and speechless. There were nearly seven hundred evil spirits, and they were turned into ashes in just a gust of wind.

They were already in despair.

The townspeople and soldiers who saw this scene cheered.

They thought Ash was the savior, unstoppable, and could chop down evil spirits at will, but they didn't expect that the hidden master was actually this person. (End of this chapter)

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