Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world.

"Ahhhhh. Why does it still hurt so much? The pain hasn't decreased at all!" Ash used words to vent the pain and distract himself.

"Of course it won't lessen. The pain will always be the same, whether it's now or in the future!"

"Its existence cannot be changed."

"The difference lies only in you and your soul. When you are able to adapt to this pain, it will no longer be pain for you, but pure strength and positive feedback of will."

Wu Heng responded to Ash's words and looked at Ash calmly.

Ash also opened his eyes, and this time he felt another kind of power from the demon backpack, which was the power from thinking.

Everything around him seemed blurred in his eyes, or rather, things that came from his thoughts seemed real in his eyes. This was a very strange perspective.

All the wandering mental images came from his dreams, from himself.

This feeling, in addition to the accompanying pain, also made him feel a strong sense of 3D dizziness.

"Oh, this is more than 10 times more dizzy than when I played shooting games." Ash pressed his hands on his temples, suppressing the excitement in his eyes, and looked at Wu Heng.

He was eager to know what Wu Heng was thinking.
This guy is really nasty.

Although he would help him every time, he always felt like he was being teased. He wanted to see what difficulties Wu Heng had. It would be best if Wu Heng needed help so that he could help and tease him back at the same time.

Then he was stunned.

Because Wu Heng was still standing there quietly, there was not a trace of distracting thoughts around his body, and no thoughts emerged.

It’s as if I don’t have the ability to feel thoughts at all.

But he clearly saw the thoughts in his dream, which were the embodiment of his own chaotic thoughts.

"Why don't you have anything?" Ash even forgot the pain at that moment.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, just as the demon Eligo cannot see my thoughts, you naturally cannot see them either."

"If it could see clearly what I was thinking and the difference in power, it wouldn't have come to this dream, and it wouldn't have let you call me out."

"The simple answer is that it's too weak."

"And your power comes from it, how can you possibly surpass it!" Wu Heng replied.

Upon hearing this, Ash wordlessly deactivated his ability once again, feeling excited but also a little speechless.

It seemed like I had been fooled again.

"Ok."

Ash then remembered that he had always wanted to find Wu Heng and tell him something.

"By the way, Gerald, where are you now?"

"The wooden sign you gave me was snatched away by your group of unfilial descendants. You didn't tell me at the time what coordinates really existed in that thing, and what exactly was it?"

"Will it have any impact on you if this thing is taken away?"

"If it really involves your personal danger, don't worry, I will get it back no matter what, no matter if the other party is an evil spirit or your group of unfilial descendants."

"After all, I was the one who lost it," Ash said seriously.

"It has no effect on me. It's just the coordinates of hundreds of mud graveyards. If you want it, go find it. If you don't want it, forget it. I guess the world is going to be busy from now on."

"By the way, let me correct one thing. From the moment I passed down those things, that group of people have nothing to do with me. I don't have any unfilial descendants. I have never acknowledged the so-called ancestor myself." Wu Heng shook his head slightly.

"That's good. I know everything about gardening. Why don't you come to me?" "You're a grown man. Why should I look for you?"

"Ha, that's right."

"But I'm in a bit of trouble. I drank too much and accidentally opened the evil spirit channel again. Is there any way I can get rid of that damn evil spirit book?" Ash asked anxiously.

He was not a person who liked to ask for help. Even for Pablo and Kelly, it was only after they begged him repeatedly and Ash felt that he was old that he reluctantly agreed.

In the previous 30 years.

Ash went to kill the evil spirits by himself, as he didn't want to bring danger to others.

But it’s different now. Wu Heng is obviously powerful, and dealing with these evil spirits will not threaten Wu Heng’s life.

So he naturally wanted to ask for advice and curry favor with others.

"Why should I tell you?" Wu Heng chuckled.

"I am a marrow eater, and you are my ancestor. I ask you for help. Isn't that the right thing to do?"

Ash, a ruffian with white hair, showed an expression similar to that of a child.

"Don't make that expression. It's a bit disgusting. But since you want to ask, I will be kind enough to tell you."

“To solve it, you have to go back to the source of the problem, to where it started.”

"Okay, I have something else to do here, I'll be leaving first!"

After Wu Heng finished speaking, he left Ash's dream.

Ash was left alone, his consciousness was a little dazed.

After Wu Heng left, the whole dream became unreal and lost its sense of reality. There was a sense of floating and confusion, as if one was drunk.

He himself was in a state of lucidity.

At this moment, Ash regained control of his dream. If he knew he should wake up, there was no point in staying here.

Outside the dream, in Uncle Pablo's cabin.

Ash was lying on the bed, and there was a red mark on Kelly's neck. That was when Ash attacked the devil in his dream, and the devil possessed Kelly was naturally attacked in reality, leaving this scar on Kelly's body.

At this point Pablo and Kelly both looked at Ash on the bed and noticed that his skin color had suddenly turned completely black.

Finally, only the hands turned into white skin color.

Kelly was surprised and asked, "What happened? Was the black recessive gene in Ash's body activated because of your uncle's potion?"

"My potion doesn't have this effect. I'm an Indian wizard, not a biologist." Uncle Pablo frowned and shook his head slightly.

"Then what happened to him, uncle? Was he supported by an evil spirit?" Pablo asked doubtfully.

"I'm not sure. Let me try to wake him up first."

After a while of attempts, the wizard found that he had completely lost contact with Ash. Ash's consciousness was like a solid wall and he dared not get close to him.

The strong sense of crisis told him that there was endless evil ahead, and if he dared to offend again, he would die instantly and there would be no possibility of survival.

It didn't take long for the evil to be suppressed, but Ash's consciousness completely disappeared, as if he had entered another dimension. (End of this chapter)