"This is bad. I can't wake him." Pablo's uncle looked troubled. He took out another handful of maggots and stuffed them into Ash's mouth.
The writhing creatures crawled down Ash's throat as his uncle continuously chanted an incantation.
He wanted to use the maggots as a conduit to communicate with the part of Ash that had already digested them.
Naturally, it was useless.
How could he possibly break through a dream controlled by Wu Heng?
Just as everyone was at a loss.
A sudden barrage of crackling impacts sounded outside. A spiraling tornado circled the entire cabin in a rhythmic rotation, constantly producing the sound of air being torn apart.
The whole cabin was on the verge of collapsing.
Mixed in were the wails of evil spirits and vicious curses.
"This is bad. They caught up with us, and there are even more evil spirits this time." Kelly said anxiously, then lowered her head to look at Ash lying on the bed. "Wake up, Ash! Wake up, old man!"
She shook Ash hard, but it was no use.
She then raised her right hand and slapped Ash across the face more than a dozen times. His darkened face turned red, yet there was still no sign of him waking.
"What do we do?" Kelly panicked.
"It's fine. My uncle is still here!" Pablo calmly reassured her, patting Kelly on the shoulder to tell her not to worry.
Then he turned toward his uncle, only to find him hurriedly packing his belongings.
"Uncle, what are you—?"
"What do you mean, what? With this many evil spirits, do you think your uncle is some Marrow Eater wizard? I'm getting ready to run. What else should I be doing? Who knows how many evil spirits are outside?"
"Even a Marrow Eater couldn't handle