Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world

Ash picked up an iron plate with his hands and easily crushed it into a ball, just like simply crushing a ball of tofu or crumpling a piece of paper.

Although I already knew it.

But this powerful hand strength still shocked everyone again.

"You mean that the marrow can turn our hands into this and give us powerful strength to fight against evil spirits?"

"This is just one of them. There are many ways to use it. For example, the powder in the bottle is another special alchemical potion made from corrupted marrow."

"I see. It's just like reclaiming wasteland and planting crops. I used to work on a farm. Gerald, I want to know why you are a farmer. Is your farm the mud graveyard you mentioned?"

“It was.”

"What do you mean before?"

"How else do you think the black bone palm on your hand came from? That piece of land has not yet matured, at least it will take several years, but I felt your arrival and the awakening of the evil spirit."

“I had to refine it.”

"Because refining in advance is like planting a fruit tree and picking the fruit in advance. There will only be a few unripe things."

"So all this is still your fault." Wu Heng said.

Upon hearing this, Ash scratched his forehead in embarrassment, and finally slapped his thigh and said, "That's not right, didn't you say before that this was passed down from your ancestors?"

"What is passed down is the seeds, and now the seeds have not fully grown into fruits, which means that the seeds of the next generation are not mature yet."

"I was used by you, what can I do?"

"Oh, so that's how it is. Ah! I made an indescribable mistake by choosing to go to the cabin on vacation during my holidays."

"It's all my fault for liking that little bargain." Ash touched his nose and apologized with a garbled voice.

He looked very embarrassed, but still wanted to save face.

"No, you should be thankful." Wu Heng said bluntly, "Your soul is very special. If you hadn't chosen to come to the wooden house, you might not have been able to get this black palm."

"What will you rely on to fight against those evil spirits that come for you?"

"With the chainsaw in your hand?"

"I don't mean to discourage you, but this thing of yours is fine for dealing with some ordinary evil spirits, but if you encounter a powerful one, it's no different from a child carrying a wooden stick to the battlefield."

"You're right, I admit that." Ash nodded in thanks and sat up straight, not knowing what fruit to eat.

"Okay, then it's decided happily. You go find the Book of Evil Spirits, and I'll go find the Mud Cemetery. We'll act separately and then meet up at the castle!"

"Ok, no problem."

Ash agreed to this plan, even though he looked like a scoundrel and was very lustful. He always liked to tell dirty jokes to girls who were decades younger than him, and he was even irresponsible after putting on his clothes.

He is a scumbag with a character like that of an ordinary person and no temperament at all.

But he is by no means a timid or weak person.

In the plot, he uses his flesh and blood body and carries a chainsaw, starting from a young man, chopping evil spirits, and continues to chop for decades, and he did not stop until he became an old man.

Even in the end, after the world was destroyed in the future, the aging body was changed into a cyborg.

Then he still held the chainsaw and started fighting the evil spirits.

He is able to take responsibility for his own actions, which is why he is always able to attract women.

After Ash finished speaking, he left the recliner, stood up and left, following the direction to find the Book of Evil Spirits, without any hesitation or stop, nor did he say what he was going to prepare.

The bald general with a mustache on the side stretched out his hand to stop Ash and said, "Ash, wait a moment."

"Your serrated sword was broken in the war. We have a top-notch alchemist and blacksmith here. He brought back your discarded weapon and rebuilt it."

"Going to find the Book of Evil Spirits is also fraught with danger, so you'd better bring weapons."

After saying that, he waved his hand toward the door, and two soldiers came in carrying a huge electric saw that was three meters long, half a meter wide, and driven by a steam engine.

"This is a serrated greatsword specially made for the alchemist blacksmith. It is twice as large. Try it." The man with a mustache pointed at the thing on the ground and gestured.

Ash was delighted when he saw this. He had always had a special fondness for chainsaws, perhaps because he enjoyed the sight of cutting enemies into pieces with blood and flesh flying everywhere.

Compared to the sharpness of the greatsword, he enjoyed this feeling more.

'Maybe I'm a pervert,' Ash thought to himself.

He walked forward, stretched out his black bone left hand, grabbed the electric saw that was not in line with the saw body, like a big sword with a dagger handle, and lifted it up easily.

Pulling the rope of the motor engine, the steam engine banged, a stream of hot air rushed out from above, and there was a loud humming noise from the gears turning.

The entire electric saw, which was like a super sword, started to turn, like a large crusher, being held in someone's hand.

Buzz——!

Ash swung the chainsaw twice, and everyone took two steps back in tacit understanding.

If it were to catch a corner of your clothes, it might be caught and rolled into pieces.

"What a great saw, what a great saw. If there was this thing on the battlefield just now, I would have the confidence to defeat that group of evil skeletons." Ash's heroic spirit increased.

He is a person who likes to brag about himself. Although 90% of his bragging is true in most cases, unfortunately, things like evil spirits are too outrageous. In the plot, no one believed him before the evil spirit appeared.

"Too strong, worthy of being the character in the prophecy."

"Yes, only such a person can use such a weapon."

"With such a strong power, no wonder it can fight against evil spirits. We are saved."

Everyone was very impressed with Ash's boasting and praised him one after another. Even Hill's eyes were full of lust, and he wanted to throw himself into his arms and hug him.

"Okay, then I'll leave it to you next time." Wu Heng's voice was not loud, but very clear.

Although his voice was calm, it seemed to contain a certain temperament and a feeling that it was not to be offended.

No one dared to slack off on every word of this sentence.

Everyone will subconsciously listen carefully and keep it firmly in mind. No matter how restrained the jewelry is, it is still jewelry, and the temperature and density it emits will always be different.

The same is true for people. (End of this chapter)