The strong wind rolled up the pine needles, like countless knives hitting the broken windows covered with plastic sheets. The sound of splashing mixed with the thunder outside the window, making people breathless.
There was only a dusty chandelier shining dimly in the room, and the air was filled with gunpowder smoke, sulfur and the faint smell of blood. There were only scattered charcoal fires left in the fireplace, barely reflecting the mess in the room - the solid wood dining table was overturned to the ground, splinters of wood were scattered everywhere, empty whiskey bottles rolled in the corners, and the neatly painted lines of exorcism salt on the floor were trampled into a mess, leaving only a few incomplete white marks.
The confrontation continues.
Bai Haorui stood in the center of the room holding a mahogany sword. The wound on his left shoulder was still oozing with golden blood. It dripped down his arm and fell on the wooden floor, burning small holes in an instant. His chest rose and fell violently, and his breathing was scorching hot, but The red-gold color Pure Yang True Fire all over the body has not diminished at all. It meanders along the blade of the mahogany sword. The Three-Five Evil-Slaying Talisman inscriptions engraved on the sword flicker and extinguish in the firelight. Every time it lights up, it has a sharp and piercing feeling.
Uriel stood opposite him, the wound on his chest made by Bai Haorui was still emitting black smoke. The angel's self-healing ability was almost ineffective under the burning of Pure Yang True Fire. The Angel Blade in his hand glowed with cold white light, and the murderous intent in his eyes almost solidified, staring at the mortal in front of him who dared to swing his sword against the angel twice.
Castiel stood beside Uriel, still wearing the washed-white beige windbreaker, with no extraneous expression on his face, but his always calm eyes swept back and forth between Bai Haorui and Dean, hiding a trace of hesitation that even he himself was not aware of. Dean and Sam held up shotguns filled with Holy Oil bullets, pointing the muzzles at the two angels, their knuckles turning white from the exertion. Ruby clenched the demon-killing knife at his waist, turning sideways to protect the trembling Anna, his black pupils full of vigilance.
"Mortal! You have repeatedly attacked the angels and blasphemed the holy power. Today I will crush you to ashes and let your soul burn in the holy fire forever, and you will not be reincarnated!" Uriel gritted his teeth, with a hint of fearful rage in his voice. The sacred pressure around him suddenly surged, and fine cracks began to appear on the walls of the wooden house, and the wall skin fell down.
Bai Haorui raised his hand to wipe the golden blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth. He held the mahogany sword across his chest and pinched the basic seal of "Three Altars Body-Refining True Fire Art" with his fingertips. The red-gold True Fire instantly spread along the sword body. A three-foot-long flaming sword condensed, distorting the surrounding air. His tone was cold and unabashedly sarcastic. "Ha, if someone hadn't intervened halfway, you would have been a dead birdman. I told you that I didn't kill you last time. It was my mistake, trash."
"Hey! Son of a bitch!" Dean immediately took a step forward and stood side by side with Bai Haorui. The muzzle of the shotgun was pointed steadily at Uriel's head and roared, "I'm really fed up with your arrogant and condescending attitude! It makes people want to punch you in the face!"
Uriel sneered, his eyes full of extreme contempt for human beings, as if he were looking at two barking insects. "Shut up, clay monkey! When I kill this heretic, it will be your turn next, and your brother with the blood of the devil flowing in his body."
Sam's face instantly darkened, he clenched the gun in his hand, an imperceptible white light flashed uncontrollably on his fingertips, and even his voice became a bit colder. "Can you say it again?"
"That's enough." Castiel immediately raised his hand to stop Uriel who was about to explode. He looked at Dean, his tone was calm but unquestionably tough, "We are not here to fight. Hand over Anna and we can leave immediately without hurting anyone."
"Hand it over?" Dean seemed to have heard a big joke, "You are going to kill her! She is innocent! Just because she can hear your shameful whispers? You heartless sons of bitches, do you understand?"
"Oh, it's not as innocent as you think. Don't worry, I will give her a good time." Uriel twitched the corner of his mouth and showed a cruel smile.
"Sorry, let's find someone else to blame." Dean raised his eyebrows, his tone full of ridicule, "If you have the skills, wouldn't it be a good idea to try your luck on a Jewish dating website?"
Uriel's eyes instantly turned cold and he roared, "Then everyone will die!"
Before he finished speaking, he slammed Ruby against the solid wood wall. Ruby made a muffled sound, and his whole body slid along the wall like a rag doll and fell to the ground, and blood immediately overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
"Bitch!" Dean roared and rushed forward, punching Uriel in the face. But before his fist could touch the opponent, Uriel punched him in the chest. The huge force sent him flying backwards, and he hit the overturned table hard. The wood chips were pierced into his back, and he couldn't get up for a long time.
Upon seeing this, Sam immediately stepped forward and stood in front of Castiel, pleading in his tone. "Cas, stop... please."
Castiel looked at him, a faint struggle flashed in his eyes, but in the end he stretched out his fingers expressionlessly and tapped Sam's forehead. Sam's eyes instantly went dark, he lost consciousness, and fell softly to the ground.
On the other side, Uriel held down the struggling Dean with one hand and punched him hard in the face. The muffled sound of the collision of Bones made people's teeth sore. He leaned down, his voice full of suppressed malice. "I have been waiting for this day for a long time. From the moment you, a mortal, dared to be disrespectful to an angel, I wanted to tear you apart bit by bit."
At this moment, Bai Haorui moved.
He made a wrong step and stepped on Seven Star Steps to avoid the scattered aftermath of the holy light. He quickly formed a seal with his left hand and whispered the mantra "Three Altars Body-Refining True Fire Art" in his mouth. in the Dantian Pure Yang True Fire instantly operated to the extreme, and the red-gold flames around him surged, instantly condensing into three bucket-thick fire dragons, roaring and rushing towards Uriel. The roar of the dragons made the entire wooden house tremble.
Uriel didn't expect that he could burst out with such strong power. He immediately let go of Dean, turned around and waved Angel Blade. The majestic angelic power condensed into a huge holy light strike, which collided with the three fire dragons.
A deafening roar exploded in an instant, and half of the roof of the wooden house was blown away, with glass shards, sawdust and gravel splashing all over the floor. Dean took the opportunity to roll and crawl back to the corner, helped up the unconscious Sam, pressed his back against the wall, and stared at the two people fighting in the field warily.
In the aftermath of the collision between True Fire and the holy light, Bai Haorui's figure instantly disappeared in place. His powerful body burst out at extreme speed, leaving only a golden afterimage in place, and it went around behind Uriel in the blink of an eye. The Taomu Sword carried the purple flame True Fire compressed to the extreme. swung an extremely sharp sword shadow, piercing Uriel's back and heart. All the Three-Five Evil-Slaying Talisman letters on the sword lit up. Pure Yang True Fire locked onto Uriel's angelic origin, and even the air was burned to the point of making a sizzling sound.
Uriel noticed the deadly murderous intention behind him, and turned around with an angry roar. Angel Blade stood in front of him to block. There was a crisp sound of metal collision, True Fire and the Holy Light exploded again, and the air wave lifted up the ground. Sawdust flew all over the sky. Uriel was shocked and took three steps back. The wooden floor under his feet shattered. Bai Haorui was also forced to take two steps back by the force of the shock. The wound on his left shoulder burst open again, and golden blood dripped down his arm.
"It's a bit capable, but unfortunately, it's still too weak." Uriel was completely angry, and dazzling white light erupted from his body. Countless spears of holy light were shot at Bai Haorui from all directions, each one carrying the power that could instantly tear the soul of a mortal to pieces, blocking all his escape routes.
Bai Haorui's eyes remained unchanged, the peach wood sword rotated rapidly in front of him, the mental method of "Three Altars Body-Refining True Fire Art" was running rapidly in the body, Pure Yang True Fire poured out continuously, condensing into a round flame shield in front of him. The holy light spears hit the shield one after another, making a sizzling sound, and continued to melt into Pure Yang True Fire. However, the angelic power accumulated by Uriel was too majestic, and fine cracks gradually appeared on the flame shield. Bai Haorui's arms began to tremble slightly, and blood oozed from the tiger's mouth. The golden blood merged with True Fire, making the shield's light shine a little brighter.
At the moment when the shield was about to shatter, Bai Haorui suddenly put away the shield, and with the impact of the holy light spear, his body shot forward like an arrow from the string. He exerted force on his waist and abdomen, and turned over in a neat dove. He barely dodged the Angel Blade that was coming from Uriel. He wrapped his right foot with Pure Yang True Fire and kicked Uriel hard on the old wound on his chest.
Uriel groaned and staggered back after being kicked. The wound on his chest that was about to heal opened again. Golden angel blood flowed down the black windbreaker, and was burned by True Fire until black smoke emitted.
The moment Bai Haorui landed, he kept walking and stepped forward. The mahogany sword slid past Uriel's Angel Blade. The sword was so fast that only an afterimage was left. The moves were directed at Uriel's vital points. Chop, stab, tease, and sweep, each sword carried the sharpness of Pure Yang True Fire, "Three Altars Body-Refining True Fire Art" The ultimate strength and speed brought by the body training were fully utilized by him, forcing Uriel to retreat continuously and could only passively block. The two fought together in the small wooden house. True Fire's golden light intertwined with the angel's white light. Every collision caused the entire wooden house to shake violently, and there were more and more cracks on the floor.
"You damn heretic!" Uriel was completely enraged. He suddenly gave up blocking and was struck by Bai Haorui's sword. Pure Yang True Fire instantly burned his shoulder, but he took this opportunity to slap Bai Haorui on the chest with his backhand.
Bai Haorui immediately blocked with his left arm, Bones made an overwhelming crunching sound, but he did not take a step back. He made a fist with his left hand, concentrated all the Pure Yang True Fire in his body on the fist, and hit the wound on Uriel's chest hard.
Pure Yang True Fire, which was compressed to the extreme, instantly poured into Uriel's body, like countless red-hot knives, burning his angelic origin crazily. Uriel let out a shrill scream, and hit the wall hard like a kite with a broken string. Angel Blade came out and slid to Dean's feet.
Bai Haorui also staggered back a few steps, spitting out a mouthful of golden blood. He knelt on one knee and propped his mahogany sword on the ground, barely avoiding falling. All the muscles in his body were twitching uncontrollably, and his meridians were aching from the shock of the angel's power, but the hand holding the sword was still steady without any shaking.
"Fake, good guy...Haorui, when did this guy become so fierce?!" Dean looked at the scene in front of him, his eyes widened, and he immediately picked up Angel Blade on the ground, "Damn it, I have to hurry over and help him."
But just when he was about to rush over, Castiel, who had been standing by and watching, moved.
He instantly appeared in front of Bai Haorui, raised his hand and struck Bai Haorui with a holy light on his chest. Bai Haorui had already reached the limit of strength and could not dodge this blow. The man was hit hard against the wall, and the Taomu Sword came out of his hands and fell heavily to the ground. He coughed up golden blood one after another, and even had no strength to stand up, but his eyes were still staring at Uriel, full of killing intent.
"That's enough." Castiel looked at Bai Haorui on the ground, his tone was calm, but with unquestionable toughness, he turned to Uriel and said, "Uriel, you all stop."
"Castiel! Are you crazy?!" Uriel got up from the ground, clutching the wound on his chest and roared, "He almost killed me! You didn't kill this mortal?"
"Our order is to bring back Anna, not to fight a mortal here, nor to kill innocent people indiscriminately." Castiel's voice still had no fluctuation, but the hand holding Angel Blade tightened slightly.
"Kill innocent people indiscriminately? This heretic dares to swing his sword at an angel, he deserves to die!" Uriel was shaking with anger, pointing at Dean, Sam and Ruby, and roared, "And these two mortals, and that devil, they all deserve to die!"
He roared angrily, raising his hand to release the holy light towards Bai Haorui on the ground, but at this moment, a dazzling white light suddenly swept out of the inner room. The strong light instantly enveloped the entire wooden house like a tsunami. With pure angelic power, Uriel and Castiel let out a muffled groan. They didn't even have a chance to resist, and they disappeared without a trace the moment they were illuminated by the strong light.
The strong light dissipated and the wooden house finally returned to calm.
Dean immediately rushed to Bai Haorui, squatted down and supported him, his voice full of anxiety. "Haorui, how are you? Damn it, that son-of-a-bitch angel! Just hold on, I'll find you a first aid kit!"
"It's okay... I can't die..." Bai Haorui coughed a few times and waved his hands, his voice hoarse, but still with a bit of a smile, "It's just that he lost his strength... Those two bastards actually fought two against one. It's really shameless."
Sam also woke up, ran over staggeringly, took out the first aid kit from his backpack, squatted down and treated the wounds on Bai Haorui's shoulder and chest, his face full of guilt and apology. "I'm sorry, Haorui, we couldn't help at all."
"What nonsense can you say here?" Bai Haorui smiled and looked at the two of them, "I have wanted to kill that trash angel for a long time... It's a pity that he survived again, damn it!"
Dean supported Bai Haorui and slowly walked into the back room. The sight in front of him stunned him for a moment.
Anna stood in front of the full-length mirror, her hands and forearms covered in blood. A complex and complete formation of angelic runes was painted on the mirror with her blood. The runes were still glowing slightly blue, and pure angelic power remained in the air.
"Anna. Anna!" Dean immediately called her.
Anna turned around slowly, his face pale, his eyes full of confusion. "They... are they gone?"
"You killed them?"
"No. I sent them away... to a far away place." Anna's voice was trembling, and he looked down at his bleeding hands, "This method suddenly appeared in my mind. I don't know how I did it, so... I just did it."
She looked up at the runes on the mirror, her eyes full of confusion. "These runes... I seem to know them from birth. What is going on?"
Bai Haorui leaned against the door frame, looking at the complex angel runes on the mirror, his brows furrowed tightly. He ran Spiritual Sense, and could clearly feel the pure angelic original breath remaining on the runes, which was not a power that any human being could come into contact with.
He thought silently in his heart: Such a complex high-level Angel Banishing Sigil cannot be known and drawn by ordinary humans, let alone a girl with a mental breakdown. The background of Anna is definitely not simple. She can hear the internal conversations of angels, can use angel spells that even senior demon hunters don't understand, and can even forcibly teleport two battle angels away... She is definitely not an ordinary person.
After the angel was expelled, the wooden house finally regained peace temporarily.
Dean rekindled the charcoal fire in the fireplace, and the orange fire danced, reflecting the mess in the room. He briefly treated the wounds on his face and disinfected the scratches on his back, grinning in pain. Ruby leaned against the wall, the blood at the corner of his mouth had been wiped clean, and he was wiping his demon-killing knife with a rag.
Sam squatted on the ground and bandaged Bai Haorui's wound very gently. Bai Haorui leaned on the sofa, closed his eyes, and ran "" Three Altars Body-Refining True Fire Art", using Pure Yang True Fire to slowly warm up the damaged meridians. The state of Bone Refinement into Steel makes his self-healing ability far beyond ordinary people. The originally cracked meridians are slowly being repaired, but the feeling of weakness is still very heavy.
Anna was sitting on a chair by the fireplace, her fingers digging at the corners of her clothes unconsciously, her face turned pale, her eyes were full of confusion and fear, the firelight cast uncertain shadows on her face, and her whole body was trembling slightly.
"So, what do you think?" Dean walked up to Sam, lowered his voice and spoke, breaking the silence in the room.
Sam raised his eyes and looked at Anna by the fireplace, and lowered his voice. "I think Anna's origins are getting more complicated every second."
"Yes, I agree." Dean nodded, frowning, "And what do they mean when they say "she is far from innocent"?"
"It seems that they are determined to catch her, not just because she can spy on Angel Radio." Sam paused and added, "Think about it, that blood curse... is too outrageous. Even Bobby may not be able to draw such a powerful Angel Banishing Sigil."
"She must be hiding something from us." Dean gritted his teeth, "Sam, go check her background, birth certificate, medical records, and past experiences. The more detailed the better."
"What about you?"
"Anna Even if the angels are temporarily driven away, they will come back sooner or later." Dean glanced at the dilapidated wooden houses around him, "This place has been exposed. We must find an absolutely safe place to hide now."
Bai Haorui leaned on the sofa, listening to the conversation between the two, and slowly opened his eyes. He looked at Anna shivering by the fireplace, sighed softly, and thought to himself: This girl is now a walking eye of the storm, Heaven wants her to die, Hell wants to capture her alive, neither party will give up. The only safe place that can be found now is the anti-demon secret room of Bobby's house. There are exorcism runes, a salt water wall, and the Soul-Subduing Talisman I laid out before. It is difficult for angels and demons to penetrate.
At dawn, Dean drove Chevrolet Impala and led everyone to Bobby's house overnight.
When the car drove into the scrapyard, the sky was just turning white. Countless scrapped cars were piled up into hills, casting hideous shadows in the morning fog. Dean parked the car at the door of Bobby's house. They quickly got out of the car, walked into the house filled with monster hunting books and props, and went straight to the magic-proof secret room in the basement.
This is an absolutely safe house specially built by Bobby. The secret room is surrounded by a half-meter-thick iron wall. The walls are filled with saturated salt water and engraved with dense exorcism runes and angel expulsion marks. Bai Haorui came to Bobby before. 's home, the Daoist Soul-Subduing Talisman inscriptions were specially carved with cinnabar and Pure Yang True Fire. The two different systems of runes are intertwined to form an airtight barrier that can completely isolate the scent exploration of angels and demons.
Four emergency lights hung from the ceiling, and the cold white light shone on the only metal table and a few folding chairs in the room. Buckets of salt, jars filled with holy water, as well as various demon-hunting weapons and rune props were piled in the corners. The entire room was airtight, not even a breath of wind could penetrate.
Anna was sitting on the folding chair, his fingers still digging at the corners of his clothes unconsciously, and his face was still very pale. Ruby was leaning against the iron door of the secret room, with his arms folded across his chest, his eyes warily staring at the door, and he kept holding the demon-killing knife in his hand.
Bai Haorui leaned against the wall, sitting cross-legged, with the faint red-gold True Fire lingering on his fingertips. While continuing to use "Three Altars Body-Refining True Fire Art" to warm his meridians, he spread Spiritual Sense and swept through the entire secret room and the entire area of Bobby's house to confirm that no angel or devil's breath was leaking, and there was nothing spying in the dark.
"The iron wall has been soaked in salt water and engraved with exorcism runes and various hidden runes. Demons can't even touch the sides of this house, and angels can't even think of exploring it." Dean patted the iron wall and spoke to everyone, with a somewhat reassuring tone in his tone.
"By the way, I think this is racial discrimination." Ruby raised his eyebrows and twitched the corners of his mouth.
"If you have any opinions, please bring them to the congressman." Dean glanced at her and said angrily.
Ruby smiled, took out four small black cloth bags from his pocket, and handed them to four people respectively. "Take them."
"Spell bag?" Dean took the bag and squeezed it. It contained herbs, rune paper and a small amount of holy soil.
"The stronger version with added ingredients can hide our traces. Angels, demons, and everything else can't be found." Ruby leaned back against the door and wiped the knife, "Don't lose it, otherwise we will all be doomed."
"Thank you, Ruby." Dean nodded, turned around and handed the spell bag to Anna, and said softly, "By the way, Anna, is there anything going on in Angel Radio? Is there any useful news?"
Anna listened for a while and shook his head, his eyes full of confusion. "There was no sound, it was dead silence."
"Okay, this is really not worrying at all." Dean twitched the corner of his mouth, his tone full of irritation.
Anna's body trembled slightly, he looked up at a few people, and said in a very soft voice, "We are in big trouble now, right? Are you all scared?"
"It's nothing." Dean immediately shook his head and gave a fake smile, "We have never seen big winds and waves, so this little thing is nothing."
At this moment, the shout of Sam came from outside the door. Through the thick iron door, it was still clearly audible. "Hey, Dean!"