Cole waved his hand and a trash can flew out and hit the fence heavily:
Dean's eyes widened: Man! You are too "The Amityville Horror".
Cole: This is not the most powerful thing. If you want to hit someone, you have to get angry.
Dean: Got it.
Cole: Now try. Hit me.
Cole: Hit me with all your strength.
Dean: I don't play fight club with 12-year-olds.
Cole clenched his fists: Come on.
Cole punched Dean in the face. Dean staggered back and covered his face.
Dean: Wow, wow, you have to teach us this.
The funeral parlor looked even more eerie in Spirit World, with black runes covering the walls. Dean and Sam walked in cautiously, with Cole following behind them.
Dean: This place looks like New York Black Street. Can no one see this?
Sam: Maybe it's the devil's invisible ink. It can only be seen in Spirit World.
Dean pointed to an iron ring on the ground: Do you know what this is for?
Sam: Let's go in and take a look.
Dean excitedly: Man, look at me. You know, being a ghost is actually pretty cool.
Dean walked towards a wall, trying to go through. As a result, he was bounced back and fell to the ground.
Dean rubbed his butt: It's iron.
Alastair Stepping out of the shadows: Kids. Found the place? Rock salt isn't that fun now, is it?
Dean stood up: Alastair. You bastard.
Alastair to Sam: Come on, why don't you try your magic, egomaniac? You can't get hard without wearing flesh, can you?
Dean: Go to hell.
Alastair: Oh, if only I could.
Dean: Come to kill Death?
Alastair: No, kill twice Death. It takes two to break a seal. I knew another one would come, you know. They're like lemmings. By the way, nice to see you again, Dean.
Dean: You won't succeed.
Alastair: Really? Anyway, the moon is already in place. Everything is ready. Let's get started, shall we?
Dean pointed at the knife in Alastair's hand: Do you want to use that to kill Death? Isn't that a bit too straightforward?
Alastair: Really? An old friend lent it to me. You know, he doesn't actually ride a pale horse. But he has three good brothers. They all can't wait to welcome Apocalypse. It's always good to have friends in low places, isn't it?
Dean: No.
Alastair walked towards the first Death who was trapped in the iron ring and stabbed him in the chest with a knife. Death let out a scream and disappeared into a white light.
Alastair looked at the knife in his hand: Goodbye.
The room was quiet, with only the crackling sound of burning candles. Pamela was sitting on the sofa, holding whiskey in his hand, guarding the bodies of Dean and Sam. Bai Haorui was standing by the window, and Spiritual Sense was constantly scanning the surroundings.
"These two boys are really annoying." Pamela took a sip of whiskey and said, "They put themselves in danger every time. I really don't know how long they can survive."
"Yeah. Always putting yourself in danger." Bai Haorui said, "But that's their mission. They are the only hope to stop Apocalypse."
"Mission? Bullshit mission." Pamela sneered, "It's just a pawn between angels and demons. You too, Haorui. You shouldn't be involved in these nonsense. Your power is very special, different from angels and demons. You could have found a quiet place, practiced hard, and lived a free and easy life."
Bai Haorui smiled and looked at the moon outside the window, "I have no choice, the great screenwriter will not let me live comfortably. And you are my family. Dean and Sam, they are like my relatives Like brothers. Bobby is like my father. And you, Pamela. You are all my family. For you, I am willing to be the enemy of the entire Heaven and the entire Hell."
Bai Haorui:
Family. Yes, Dean, Sam, Bobby, and Pamela, Joe and other demon hunters who stick to their own principles. You are all my family. In this cold world, you are my only warmth. No matter what the cost, I will protect you. Even if I am the enemy of the whole world, I will not hesitate.
"Family..." Pamela repeated the word, his eyes dimmed, "I have no family anymore. Since I gained power, they said I was a witch and an ominous person."
"You still have us." Bai Haorui turned around and looked at Pamela with sincere eyes, "We are your family. We are always here as long as you need us."
Pamela looked at Bai Haorui with a touched smile on her face. She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. "Thank you, Haorui. It's great to have you here. By the way, last time you said you killed a vampire who lived for two hundred years in Texas? Tell me about it."
"There's nothing to talk about." Bai Haorui smiled, "Find him and thrust the sword into his heart."
"Is it that simple?" Pamela's eyes widened, "I heard that old vampires are very difficult to kill."
"It may be difficult for others, but my Pure Yang True Fire just restrains them." Bai Haorui said, "But after this breakthrough, it is indeed much easier. It would not have been so smooth to deal with vampires of this level before."
At this moment, Bai Haorui's expression suddenly changed. His Spiritual Sense sensed that dozens of powerful demonic auras were approaching quickly and had surrounded the house. The auras of these demons were all very powerful, and they were all high-level demons.
"Here we come." Bai Haorui's voice turned cold, and he clenched the peach wood sword in his hand.
"What's coming?" Pamela stood up suddenly and asked nervously, already taking out a dagger in his hand.
"Devils. More than thirty, all high-level demons." Bai Haorui said, "It seems that Alastair has spent a lot of money and wants to completely eliminate us. He knows that Sam Dean is in Spirit World, and wants to destroy their bodies so that they will never come back."
Pamela's face turned pale. "More than thirty? How can we possibly defeat them?"
"You stay here and guard their bodies. Don't come out." Bai Haorui said, the purple and gold color True Gang all over his body suddenly surged, "Leave these demons to me. I will make sure they never come back."
Before he could finish his words, the door was slammed open. More than thirty demons in black suits rushed in, with pure black light shining in their eyes. Their bodies exuded strong demonic energy, and the temperature of the entire room instantly dropped several degrees, and the flames of the candles turned blue.
The leader of the demon was a tall man. He roared angrily, "Kill them! Chop those two bodies into pieces! Let their souls float forever in Spirit World!"
More than thirty demons roared at the same time and rushed towards Bai Haorui. Black demonic energy filled the room, forming a black cloud.
Bai Haorui's eyes were focused, and his mind moved. "Three Altars Body-Refining True Fire Art" was operating to the extreme, and countless True Gang needles as thin as hair were shot out from his body, like Flying towards the demons like a torrential rain. These True Gang needles contain the power of Pure Yang True Fire and have fatal restraint on the demons. As long as they touch a little, they will be burned to death.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!"
Screams came one after another. The seven demons who rushed at the front were instantly shot through the heart by the True Gang needle. They fell to the ground and twitched a few times, turning into pools of black ashes.
When the remaining demons saw this, not only were they not afraid, but they rushed forward even more crazily. Bai Haorui, holding a mahogany sword in hand, rushed into the group of demons.
His steps were light and his figure was like a ghost, shuttling among the demons. The peach wood sword was wrapped with purple-gold True Gang and blazing Pure Yang True Fire. Every time he waved it, there was a whistling sound.
He used a move of "sweeping thousands of armies", and the peach wood sword swept out with purple-gold sword energy, cutting the three demons in half. Pure Yang True Fire burned their corpses instantly.
He tiptoed, his body rose into the air, and used the move "Strength Splitting Huashan". The peach wood sword was slashed from top to bottom, splitting a demon in half from the top of his head. Black blood spattered out and fell to the ground, making a sizzling sound.
He dodged a demon's sharp claws sideways, and pierced the demon's throat with a backhand sword. The demon let out a shrill scream and turned into black smoke.
A demon sneak attacked from behind, claws grabbing at Bai Haorui's back. Bai Haorui seemed to have eyes on his back. Without looking back, he kicked his right foot backwards, hitting the demon's stomach. The demon was kicked out and hit the wall. Bai Haorui stabbed the demon's heart with a backhand sword.
Seeing that there was no advantage in close combat, another demon threw a poisonous demon dagger and shot it at Pamela on the sofa. The dagger flashed with green light and was extremely poisonous. If it touched even a little, it would kill him immediately.
"Be careful!" Bai Haorui shouted. He raised his left hand, and a purple-gold True Gang shield appeared out of thin air in front of Pamela.
"Clang!"
The demon dagger hit the shield, making a crisp sound and falling to the ground. The poison on the dagger corroded the floor, and bursts of black smoke came out.
"Seeking death!" Bai Haorui snorted coldly. With a flick of his left hand, a purple-gold True Gang chain flew out and wrapped around the demon's neck like a spiritual snake. True Gang The chain suddenly closed and strangled the demon's head. Black blood spurted out and sprinkled all over the floor.
The remaining demons retreated one after another, not daring to get closer to Bai Haorui. They began to release black magic, and countless black Hellfire, corrosion rays, and shadow arrows were shot at Bai Haorui, as dense as raindrops.
Bai Haorui's protective body True Gang instantly surged, forming a huge spherical shield, wrapping his whole body inside. All the black magic hit the shield, making a crackling sound, but it could not hurt him at all.
"Is that all you have?" Bai Haorui's voice was cold, like the judgment coming from Hell.
He condensed all the True Gang in his body on the peach wood sword. The purple-gold light surged, illuminating the entire room. The Pure Yang True Fire on the sword burned fiercely, making a whirring sound. The temperature was so high that even the surrounding air was burned and distorted.
"Three Altars True Fire·Wan Jian returns to the clan!"
Bai Haorui roared angrily, and swung the Taomu Sword vigorously. Countless purple-gold True Gang sword shadows fell from the sky, shooting towards the demons like a rain of swords. These sword shadows were extremely sharp and contained powerful Pure Yang True Fire power.
The screams were endless. The remaining twenty or so demons were instantly torn apart by the sword rain and turned into black ashes, floating in the air.
Calm returned to the room. Black ashes and broken furniture were everywhere on the floor, and the walls were covered with bullet holes and scratches.
Bai Haorui put away the mahogany sword and took a breath. There were fine beads of sweat on his forehead.
Pamela breathed a sigh of relief and patted his chest, "Oh my god! Haorui, you are simply a god! I have never seen such a powerful human being!"
Bai Haorui wiped the sweat from his forehead, with a trace of unconcealable pride on his face. "It's a joke. These soldiers are not enough for me to stuff between my teeth. Are you okay?"
"I'm fine. Thanks to you." Pamela said, walking to Bai Haorui, "If I were the only one, I would definitely die today."
"Don't say that." Bai Haorui walked to the bodies of Dean and Sam, checked and made sure they were fine, "I said, I will protect you."
He took out the healing medicine he carried with him and applied it to his wound. The golden blood quickly stopped, and the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Alastair walked towards the second hoop, and Tessa was trapped inside. She looked at Alastair angrily.
Alastair: Where is your brother?
Dean: I will find him. Get out of here quickly.
Sam secretly pointed at the chandelier on the ceiling in a corner. Dean nodded. Together, they focused their attention and stared at the chandelier. The chain of the chandelier began to shake, and then suddenly fell down, breaking the iron ring that trapped Tessa.
Tessa shouted to Dean and Sam: Let's go!
Tessa turned into a white light and disappeared. Alastair looked at the broken iron ring and roared angrily.
Alastair: No!
Dean stood outside the funeral home, looking at the dark sky. The battle just now left him with lingering fears.
"You can't run away, Dean. I'm in your anxious little head." Alastair's voice suddenly sounded in his mind, with a creepy smile.
Dean turned his head suddenly and looked around. "What the hell? Alastair?"
"Guess again."
Castiel suddenly appeared next to Dean, still wearing his iconic windbreaker and expressionless.
"What just happened?" Dean asked.
"You and Sam just saved a seal. We captured Alastair." Castiel said, "Dean, this is a victory. We are one step closer to stopping Apocalypse."
"Then I really appreciate your help." Dean's tone was sarcastic, "Where were you when we were struggling inside? Were you watching the show?"
"Why do you say that?"
"Have you always been here?"
"Most of the time." Castiel nodded, "I've been observing you."
Dean sneered, "Yeah, thank you for watching. We almost died inside, but you were watching from the side. Is this the way you angels do things?"
"Why do you think I recruited you and Sam in the first place?"
"It's you. If you need our help, why don't you just tell us? Why hide in the dark and watch us die?"
"Because no matter what I ask you to do, you seem to do the exact opposite." Castiel said, "And, there are some things that you have to experience by yourself."
Dean looked at the town in the distance, his eyes dimming. "What should we do now? Are the people in this town going to start dying?"
"Yes." Castiel nodded, "Death has returned. The order of death will return to normal."
"There are some good people. Can't you make an exception and let them live a few more days?"
"There is a time for everything. A time to be born, and a time to die. This is the will of God."
"You made an exception for me." Dean turned his head and looked at Castiel, "You saved me from Hell. You broke the laws of nature."
"You are different."
Dean's eyes suddenly became cold, staring at Castiel: "It's different? Then why did your people kill Bai Haorui?"
Castiel was stunned for a moment. "What?"
"Don't pretend to be confused!" Dean said angrily, "A week ago, dozens of angels besieged Bai Haorui in Michigan, trying to kill him! Is this also your order? Is it the will of God?"
Castiel shook his head. "I don't know. Heaven is not a monolith, Dean. We are divided into many factions. Some people have always regarded Bai Haorui as a heretic, thinking that his power has desecrated the majesty of God. Some people should have acted privately."
"Privately?" Dean's voice became even more angry, "Is this what you angels do? Just kill people and say 'unknowing' and then be done with it? If Sam and I hadn't arrived in time, Bai Haorui would be dead now!"
"I'm sorry." Castiel's tone contained a rare hint of apology, "I will deal with this matter. I will warn them so that they don't cause trouble to Bai Haorui again."
"It's best this way." Dean said word by word, "If anything happens to Bai Haorui, I don't care what kind of angel you are, or whether you are a warrior of God, I will make you pay the price. I will do what I say."
At this moment, Tessa's voice came from a distance. "Dean? I need your help."
Dean walked into Cole's home. The house was dark, with only one desk lamp on. Tessa stood in the living room, and Cole stood beside her. Cole's mother was sitting in the bedroom upstairs, crying in a low voice, her voice sad and desperate.
"Thank your brother for me, thank him for not doing anything." Tessa said.
Dean looked at Cole: "Hey, Cole."
Tessa pointed upstairs. "Look at her, Cole. Have you seen how unhappy she is? She cries every day and misses you every day. She can't accept your leaving."
"That's why I want to stay with her." Cole said, with red eyes, "I don't want to leave her. I want to stay with her."
"As long as she can still feel you, she will be in pain. Because she can't let go. Because you can't let go." Tessa's voice was gentle but firm, "If you stay here, it will only make her suffer more. You should go where you should go."
Cole lowered his head. "Why didn't anyone tell me what's on the other side? What's it like there?"
"Maybe no one wanted to spoil the surprise."
"This is not the answer." Cole raised his head and looked at Tessa, "I'm scared."
Dean walked up to Cole and patted him on the shoulder. "She won't answer you, Cole. Death never will. But believe me. Staying here is much worse than anything over there."
"Why?"
"Because one day, your family will leave. Then there will be nothing worth remembering here. You will become a lonely ghost, wandering in this world forever." Dean's voice had a hint of bitterness, "It's normal to be afraid. We are all afraid."
"I'm not afraid." Cole said stubbornly.
"We are all afraid." Dean said, "This is a big secret. We are all afraid of death. We are afraid of the unknown. But this is something that everyone must experience."
Tessa stretched out his hand and looked at Cole: "Are you coming? I will accompany you."
Cole looked upstairs, then nodded and put his hand in Tessa's hand.
Dean looked at Tessa: "Oh, I'm sure I'll be there sooner than you think. Take care of that boy."
Tessa looked at Dean with complicated eyes. "Take care of yourself, Dean."
"What do you mean?"
"I've been dealing with death since the beginning. You know what I see most? Lies. 'He's in a better place. 'At least they're together now.' You're all lying to yourselves, Dean. Because like you said, deep down, you're all afraid." Tessa's voice became serious, "Stop lying to yourself, Dean. The angels have something wonderful in store for you. A second chance. Really? Because I'm pretty sure deep down in your heart, you know something terrible is about to happen. Trust your gut, Dean. There is no such thing as a miracle. All miracles come with a price."
After saying that, Tessa took Cole's hand, turned into a white light, and disappeared into the night.
A flash of white light flashed, and Dean's soul returned to his body. He opened his eyes suddenly, gasping for air, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.
"Pamela! Haorui! Are you okay?" Dean asked hurriedly, sitting up.
Bai Haorui and Pamela are standing beside him.
"We're fine. Don't worry." Bai Haorui said with a smile.
Sam also woke up and rubbed his eyes. "We succeeded."
"Yes. We succeeded." Dean nodded, then pointed to the black ashes on the ground, "What's going on?"
Pamela smiled and pointed at Bai Haorui: "More than thirty demons came just now, and Haorui took care of them all by himself. He was like a god of war, burning all the demons into ashes with three strokes, five divided by two."
"More than thirty?" Dean's eyes widened and he jumped up from the sofa, "Good guy! Haorui, let me see if your underwear is worn outside?"
Bai Haorui smiled helplessly, "Don't exaggerate. They're just some miscellaneous soldiers."
Pamela walked up to Sam and looked at him with complicated eyes. She pulled Sam's arm and motioned for him to come to the window.
"Sam, come here. I have something to tell you."
Sam followed Pamela to the window. Pamela lowered his voice and whispered in Sam's ear.
"Sam. I can feel something inside you. It's dark and powerful. If you think your intentions are good, think again. It's eating you alive."
Sam's face turned pale instantly. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but nothing came out.
"What's wrong? What are you talking about?" Dean walked over and asked curiously.
"It's nothing." Pamela smiled, "Okay, you three, leave quickly. The smell of blood here is too strong, and I don't want to stay here. I'm going to Bobby's place to stay for a few days."
Bai Haorui picked up his things and said, "Thank you, Pamela. I really want to trouble you this time."
"Why are you being polite to me?" Pamela patted Bai Haorui's arm, "Be careful on the road. If you need anything, call me. And, Haorui, don't forget what I told you." She winked at Bai Haorui.
The three of them walked out of Pamela's house and got on Impala.
The sun rises slowly, and the golden sunlight shines on the empty road. Impala is driving on the road, the wheels running over the road, making a steady sound.
There was silence in the car. Dean drove the car with serious eyes. Sam was sitting in the passenger seat, with his head lowered, not knowing what he was thinking. Bai Haorui was lying on the back seat, closing his eyes to relax, and the purple and gold color True Gang was slowly flowing on his fingertips.
After a long time, Dean broke the silence.
"Castiel told me," Dean said, "Heaven is divided into many factions. He doesn't know about the fact that he is chasing you."
Bai Haorui opened his eyes with cold eyes. "I have guessed it a long time ago. Heaven has never been a monolith. But it doesn't matter. If they dare to come, I will kill them."
"You still have to be careful in the future." Dean said.
"Don't worry." Bai Haorui smiled, "I'll be fine."
Impala faced the rising sun and drove into the distance. In the sky, a white light flashed past and disappeared deep into the clouds.