He is the captain of this team. If this matter gets out, how can he lead the team in the future?

I'll probably be laughed at to death by the other captain.

"Damn you. Since you are alone, I will send you on your way. You don't have to live so alone anymore."

"Don't worry, we will make use of your body after you die. You will be made into spare ingredients and added to our final granary."

After saying that, he raised the gun again, pulled the trigger with his finger, and shot Ash in the forehead.

There was a half angry, half smiling expression on his face. With his marksmanship, this shot would definitely not miss.

boom!
The moment the bullet shot straight at Ash, he still stood still.

But what happened next made the team leader's smile freeze completely, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

In front of Ash, an invisible light shield suddenly appeared.

The strange mental power from the combination of the demon Eligo and the marrow eater was activated, and the bullet was directly suspended in place, spinning continuously at high speed, but unable to move forward.

"What!" he couldn't help but blurt out in shock.

The pistol in his hand even fell to the ground as his body trembled.

"You, you, you, are you a human or an evil spirit?"

He pointed a trembling finger at Ash and asked stutteringly.

"Do I look like a human or an evil spirit?" Ash smiled, stretched out his hand, and gently pinched the high-speed spinning bullet.

With a click, the bullet stopped abruptly, as if it was caught by a pair of steel pliers.

This is no longer something that a flesh and blood body can do.

"Shoot. Shoot!"

The squad leader shouted in fear, and suddenly there was gunfire all around.

But in the dust, Ash disappeared on the spot.

"Where has he gone? Where is he? Where on earth has he gone?"

Everyone looked around in panic, but there was no sign of anyone, not even a shadow.

It was not until the captain's neck suddenly broke from his head, with a puff, and he rolled to the ground, bleeding like a column, that Ash appeared from where the captain was standing.

All bullets were blocked.

These people didn't even dare to continue shooting, for fear of being the first to attract Ash's attention.

Ash looked at the headless figure on the ground, sighed slightly, and murmured, "Brother, I didn't want to kill you."

"But since you want to kill me, I'll have to let you live and die for the time being."

"When I have done what I planned to do, you can start over. Maybe when this time comes again, you will be at work or watching TV at home."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head to look at the other people in the SUV and whispered, "Get out!"

These people immediately opened the car door in panic and crawled out.

Ash inspected the vehicle.

He drove it along the outskirts of the city, continuing to drive away for three hours.

Until I saw a forest.

The forest before my eyes was filled with deathly silence. All kinds of insects, animals and birds seemed to be dead. The silence was frightening.

The endless shadow was like a huge black mouth, waiting to devour any life that entered.

Ash parked the car and walked in without hesitation.

This wasn't the little woods with cabins in Michigan, but the environment was very similar, and he could sense the presence of evil spirits wandering in the forest.

But the number is not large.

As Ash walked, he tore the evil spirits apart casually, and the blood of the zombies splashed all over his body, but he didn't care. Until he came to a small lake, there was a wooden house beside the lake.

Ash smiled self-deprecatingly and sighed, "It seems that there is a dilapidated wooden house in every forest. In that case, let's choose this one."

He came to the lake, took off his clothes, jumped into the cold water, took a bath, and washed his clothes.

Wearing wet clothes on his body, he shook his body at a very high frequency, and the clothes became dry instantly.

"I still have to clean myself up. I can't go to see Linda and my sister covered in blood!" Ash muttered to himself.

After entering the wooden house, he used the devil's telekinesis to sweep away all the dust.

He carved a spell recorded in the Book of Evil Spirits on the ground, put a bunch of materials together, and configured them using telekinesis.

He has studied the steps for 30 years and practices them several times every night before going to bed. They have been engraved in his mind.

You will never go wrong.

In the dead silent forest, accompanied by bursts of spells coming from the wooden house, a cold blue light suddenly appeared from the wooden house.

There were flashes of lightning and thunder in the partial sky above the forest.

The roar of thunder and lightning covered the sound of the spell.

A sudden gust of wind swept everything around. The trees were blown crooked and the wooden boards of the house creaked, threatening to collapse at any time.

After a while, everything returned to silence.

But the wooden house was also empty, the wooden door was completely broken, the floor was completely scratched, and only sporadic traces of spells could be seen.

Ash felt the painful sensation of his entire body being twisted and squeezed.

He was not as lucky this time. If it were not for the support of the demon body, his body would have been minced into a ball of meat paste.

After a moment of dizziness, his exhausted and powerless body felt a thick feeling.

open one's eyes.

I found myself on the road of a small town, looking at the billboards on the street and the familiar surroundings.

On time I knew I had arrived in Saginaw, Michigan.

Another 30 miles into the wilderness is the primeval forest, where the disaster began.

He looked up at the sky.

The sun is shining brightly, white clouds are floating slowly in the blue sky, the air is full of freshness, everything is so beautiful.

"I'm back! I'm really back."

Ash looked at his body, then reached out and immediately stopped a passerby: "Sir, what day is it today?"

"What are you doing? You're crazy." The passerby cursed and walked away without telling him.

But Ash smiled.

His laughter grew louder and louder, until he bent over with laughter and tears came out of his eyes. People around him looked at him strangely.

"Ash, what's wrong with you?" an elderly woman's voice came.

Ash looked up, then hugged him excitedly.

"Aunt Merry, it's great to see you. I've been missing you ever since I smashed your head." Ash said excitedly.

"What the hell are you talking about? Why don't you come over to my house tonight? I made pizza and baked a cake."

Aunt Merry patted Ash's shoulder and said unhappily.

"Not tonight. I have something important to do. The pizza must be saved for me. I like it with more cheese."

After Ash confirmed everything, he hurried to the other side of the street. (End of this chapter)

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