While the Marrow Eaters were making full preparations and gathering all their main forces together, they were planning to launch a lightning-fast, fateful battle against the birthplace of the evil spirits.

Ash, who had left the Marrow Eaters' territory under the cover of night, relied on the extraordinary strength of his demonic body and his long-lasting fast running to leave the Marrow Eaters' ancestral land.

Although Wu Heng was willing to let him go, he didn't want to make things difficult for Wu Heng.

Because he himself knew that this trip would have a huge impact, and it would most likely determine whether the Marrow Eaters, a heritage passed down from the Middle Ages, could continue to exist.

Once he changes history, the world will no longer be filled with darkness.

So he had to leave here quickly.

Otherwise, if those marrow eaters caught up with him, Wu Heng would be in a dilemma. On the one hand, he is the ancestor, and on the other hand, he is the one who asked him to leave.

It was as if while creating the dark clan, he also wanted to deny the dark clan.

How could those tribesmen tolerate this?

Even if he left now, Wu Heng would probably have a hard time explaining himself, Ash thought with guilt in his heart.

As for what Wu Heng had told him before, that he could not change the ending at all, Ash chose to ignore it.

He had to change all that.

And because he had been to the Middle Ages and changed history, he was convinced that he could do it.

Thinking of this, Ash quickened his pace and ran towards the other side away from the Marrow Eaters' territory. After running for an hour, he finally arrived at the edge of the next city.

This place is on the other side of the Marrow Eaters' territory.

The dark clan is buffering the evil spirits' birthplace, so the evil spirits have not yet spread here.

However, outside the two cities, there are still weaker evil spirit channels. The current place is on the edge of the city, the closest to the dark clan.

Nature is also the safest place.

There are still some people living here, who can at least maintain their daily lives and not starve to death.

They have assembled their own armed forces to prevent outsiders from approaching, especially refugees from other cities, because material resources are really limited.

If people from other places were allowed to come here, the food they had might not be enough to last them for a few days.

People are territorial.

When facing an enemy country, they can unite as a whole country. When fighting against a city, they can unite the entire city's people to fight against people from other cities.

When facing outsiders, the family is like a small team.

Establishing private armed forces is naturally inevitable.

Ash had just arrived here and was planning to find a means of transportation when he suddenly realized that he was being spied on. This was the induction from the demon body.

He suddenly turned his head and looked towards the distance.

He found a figure standing on the rooftop of a tall building, staring at him with a telescope. There was actually another person next to him, who quickly left and ran downstairs.

Just a moment.

A gap was opened in the simple fence at the edge of the city, and three cars drove over in a V-shape at the same time. They were all off-road vehicles.

The vehicle was filled with armed men with guns. They leaned out of the windows, all holding AKs in their hands, pointing them at Ash.

The forward movement of the Chinese-shaped vehicle can ensure that all armed personnel can attack Ash at the same time.

This means that as long as Ash moves casually, he may face intensive bullet fire.

"Who are you? This is Ohio. Outsiders are prohibited from entering. Leave immediately. If you take another step forward, we will shoot you to death."

Ash stood still, staring at the vehicle beneath the man.

"Your car is very nice!" he said.

"What?" The leader of the convoy thought he had misheard at first, but then he saw Ash's calm expression and asked warily, "Who are you? What are you going to do?" He raised his hand behind him, and the armed men who saw this action raised their guns and slightly pulled the trigger with their index fingers.

Their expressions were all filled with tension. Perhaps a slight cough would scare them into shooting.

What they fear is not people, but fake people possessed by evil spirits.

"nothing!"

"Don't be nervous, the sword and the gun have no eyes."

Ash actually calmly took another half step forward, and this half step completely pressed the brain nerves of these armed men.

"I have something I need to do, but I have to pick a good place. It's a bit far, so I need a car."

His words and gestures showed that the group of armed men in front of him were nothing.

The leader of the convoy was in constant internal conflict, not knowing whether he should just open fire or not.

There are only two possibilities for being so calm.

Either the other party is a mental patient, or he is a powerful evil spirit, or even an evil spirit that is not afraid of range firepower.

His raised gesture changed.

In a car at the rear, a man slowly leaned out of the window. Unlike the other armed men, he was not wearing camouflage clothes, but a priest's suit.

In his hand he held a bottle of turbid liquid, something like juice.

With a painful look on his face, he opened the bottle cap reluctantly, poured out a drop of mysterious liquid, wiped it on his eyes, and then looked at Ash.

After looking him up and down carefully, he shook his head slightly towards the leader of the convoy.

"Don't be afraid, he is just a human being, not an evil spirit."

The leader of the convoy was instantly furious upon hearing this, and pointed his pistol at Ash.

How dare an ordinary person act so pretentiously? The key point is that he actually managed to scare himself. He is simply courting death.

"As an ordinary person, what are you doing? I ask you, what are you pretending to be?"

"Where on earth does this mental illness come from?" he said angrily to Ash.

"I don't believe you're really not afraid of death!"

Having said that, he pulled the trigger continuously and fired three shots at a centimeter to the side of Ash.

The bullet even tore his sleeve.

It is also enough to see that this man is able to become the captain of an armed convoy and he must be a good shooter.

"Tell me, how many of you are here? Based on what you just said, I'm afraid it won't be so easy for you to leave."

"Just me." Ash looked at his sleeves and a smirk appeared on his face.

"You better tell the truth!"

At this moment, a voice reporting from the radio of the person next to him came:

"Report, according to the observer's report, no other people were found within a few miles. He is indeed the only one."

Upon hearing this, the leader's face instantly turned red, both because of shame and anger.

Already angry and humiliated.

He was actually shocked by such an unarmed refugee.

Especially when he was armed with guns and had an armed convoy behind him, this was simply... simply a shame. (End of this chapter)

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