"First, he will kill us all sooner or later; second, if you leave, I will run away immediately and hide in a place where no one can find me; third -" Crowley raised his voice, with a hint of resentment in his tone, "Can you guys stop hitting each other wrong all the time?! Idiots!"
When the three of them left the manor, it was almost dawn.
In another car outside the town, Bai Haorui put away Divine Sense, and the Evil-Suppressing Talisman on his fingertips felt slightly hot. He had been using just now. Divine Sense covered the manor remotely, and when he noticed two high-level demonic energies inside, he immediately sent a text message to Dean to remind him. Unfortunately, Dean and the others were held down before they had a chance to look.
It was already late at night when everyone returned to Bobby's house. The kitchen was warm, and Santana's old songs were slowly playing in the room, mixed with the aroma of whiskey, which made it feel strangely relaxing.
Ellen and Castiel sat face to face at the bar, with a row of whiskey glasses in front of them. They clinked the two glasses and drank without even frowning.
Qiao leaned to the side and watched, couldn't help but laugh, and reached out to fill another cup for Ellen.
In the living room, Sam was lying on the table, flipping through Carthage's information. The map was spread out all over the table, with marks circled in red pen.
Dean was leaning on the table drinking beer, tapping his fingertips on the table, and frowning. "It must be a trap, right? How can an old fox like Crowley be so kind?"
"Even if it's a trap, you have to break through it." Sam pointed at the Carthage mark on the map with his fingertips, and frowned, "I checked, Carthage has been all signs of Book of Revelation recently, and six cases of disappearance have been reported since Sunday, with no one alive or dead. There is a high probability that Lucifer is really there."
"You can go, but you and Haorui can't go." Dean put down his beer and his tone suddenly darkened, "I'll go, if I mess up, I'll be the one to lose at most, and we can continue to play. But if you go, it's like sending his skin to the door with your own hands, which is too stupid."
"Stupid?" Sam raised his eyes and stared at him, his tone a little stubborn, his eyes shining with a reluctance to admit defeat, "When have we ever done anything smart? If you want to go, go together. I can't let you fight alone."
Dean stared at him for a long time, finally let out a sigh of relief, and cursed, "This idea is really stupid." He looked past Sam, fell on Qiao's profile at the kitchen door, and added in a low voice, "If you want to say it's a stupid idea, then it's really stupid."
Sam followed his gaze, raised his eyebrows in understanding, and sighed.
Bai Haorui is sitting on the single sofa in the corner, using cinnabar to give Five Emperor Coins blessing runes.
Hearing this, he didn't raise his head and spoke in a low voice. He suppressed the dispute between the two brothers and said, "Both go. If Sam doesn't go, Lucifer will take the initiative to come over. It doesn't make any difference."
His fingertips paused, the golden light on the copper coins flashed, and he quickly walked around the runes again. "I'll follow, if I can block it."
Dean wanted to say something more, but when he saw Bai Haorui's calm but determined eyes, he swallowed his words.
He knew in his heart that Bai Haorui was telling the truth - with Haorui here, the chance of winning would indeed be a little better. This person never talks big, and if he says he can block it, he can really block it.
Dean walked into the kitchen with a beer bottle shaking, leaned on the countertop next to Joe, deliberately pretending to be casual, but his eyes wandered. "Hey. I will have a narrow escape from death tomorrow... I should eat well and drink well tonight, and have fun in time, right?"
Joe turned his head to look at him, with a knowing smile in his eyes, as if he had seen through his little thoughts. "Are you telling me the 'last night on earth' rhetoric?"
"Ah? No, no." Dean waved his hands quickly, the tips of his ears were a little red, like a child who had been exposed, "I'm just... just talking. If I really say that, will it be useful?"
Joe leaned forward, the tip of his nose almost touching the tip of his pen.
Dean paused for breath, his eyelashes trembled, and just as he was about to close his eyes, Qiao stretched out a finger, gently pressed it on his lips, and shook his head.
"No." Her voice was a little smiling, but firm, leaving no room for change. "My dear, if tonight is really the last night, I have to leave some self-respect for myself."
When she turned to leave, she turned back and raised her eyebrows at him, with a sly light in her eyes. "If you are so good."
Dean was stunned on the spot, touching his lips for a long time and didn't come back to his senses.
Bai Haorui passed by with a glass of warm water and patted his shoulder without saying anything, with a faint smile in his eyes. Dean rolled his eyes.
Castiel finished the whiskey in the glass, put down the glass, and suddenly turned to Bai Haorui, with a tone as serious as discussing an academic issue. "Can your Pure Yang True Fire burn Lucifer?"
Bai Haorui pondered for a moment, tapped the wall of the cup with his fingertips, and the sound of water sounded softly, "Try it and see, I have never fought with such a hard player before."
Cass nodded and said nothing more. A trace of calculation flashed in his lowered eyes. He knew that he was now disconnected from Heaven and his holy power was insufficient. Bai Haorui's Pure Yang True Fire might be the only thing besides the gun that could cause substantial damage to Lucifer.
"Everyone, come and gather!" Bobby shouted in the living room, holding a polaroid camera with a loud voice, "Stand in the corner as usual."
Ellen smiled and waved his hands, leaning against the bar without moving. "Come on Bobby, whoever likes to take pictures will take pictures."
"I agree." Dean immediately agreed and shrank back.
"Stop talking nonsense." Bobby glared at them, his beard standing up, "Drinking my wine, why don't you let me leave you a memory? When you die, I will have something to remember you hapless people."
"That's right." Castiel answered in a serious tone, with a tone as serious as an oath, "Tomorrow we will hunt the devil, and tonight will be our last night on earth."
Everyone fell silent instantly, and no one responded.
These words were too heavy, like a stone hitting their hearts. No one wanted to admit it, but everyone knew that it was really hard to say whether they would be able to come back after leaving tomorrow.
The positions were very random: Dean and Sam stood on the left, Ellen and Qiao stood on the right, Bobby squatted in the middle, Bai Haorui and Castiel stood in the back row. The flash came on with a click, and the moment the picture was frozen, Bai Haorui turned his head slightly and glanced at the people around him - Dean pretended to be cool, Sam pursed his lips, Ellen had a faint smile on his lips, Qiao's eyes were bright, Bobby frowned, and Cass had an expressionless face, as if he was taking a ID photo.
After taking the photo, Bobby shook the photo and waited for it to be developed. Dean leaned over to look at it and said, "The photo is really ugly." However, he lightly rubbed the side of Qiao's face in the photo with his finger, moving very quickly.
Bai Haorui stood behind and watched, unconsciously twirling the amulet in his sleeve with his fingertips. He added an extra layer of True Gang blessing to each person's amulet. Even if it cost his own cultivation, he still wanted to protect these people more.
These people are his few companions in this world.
In the afternoon, two cars drove into the small town of Carthage.
The streets were empty, and the wind carried withered yellow leaves rolling across the road, making a rustling sound.
The doors of the shops on both sides were open, and the shelves were toppled over and broken into pieces, as if the owners suddenly disappeared out of thin air.
The cell phone signal bars were all empty, and even the radio was only filled with the sound of electricity.
Dean held the steering wheel and slowed down slowly. He frowned and glanced at the empty shops on both sides. His back felt a little tight. "This place is too eerie. Where have everyone gone?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Haorui's face suddenly darkened. He was sitting in the passenger seat. He originally closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing. At this moment, he suddenly opened his eyes and reached out to hold Dean's shoulders. His tone instantly became cold. "Don't get out of the car. There are all demons around, at least three hundred of them, and there is Hellhound's aura."
As he finished speaking, dozens of demon-possessed townspeople suddenly appeared from the houses on both sides of the street. There were men, women, old and young, their eyes turned completely black, holding machetes, iron rods, and even shovels in their hands, and they rushed over with a roar. Rumors came from the darkness. There was a low roar, no shadow could be seen, but the soft sound of claws on the ground could be heard. Four or five huge Hellhound were shaking in the corner, and the smelly wind blew in the face, making people breathless.
At the same time, Castiel opened the door and walked out. He stood in the middle of the road and looked around, his face instantly darkening.
"What's wrong, Cass?" Ellen got out of the car and walked to him.
"This town..." Cass's voice was low and a little solemn, "Death is everywhere."
"Death? It's everywhere?" Qiao also came over, her heart skipping a beat.
"Death will only gather in groups during major disasters - Chicago fire, San Francisco earthquake, Pompeii doomsday..." Cass's eyes followed a moving black shadow, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter, "I'll go see why they are here."
After saying that, his figure flickered and disappeared into the air.
"You guys retreat towards the hardware store, I'll stop you."
Bai Haorui didn't wait for anyone to react, he opened the car door and jumped out. He pulled out the mahogany sword from behind with his backhand, and the purple-gold color True Gang instantly filled the sword body. The Three-Five Evil-Slaying Talisman golden light engraved on the sword body surged, making a buzzing sword sound.
He took the first step forward with his left foot, stepping on Seven Stars Gang Steps. His left hand quickly formed the word "Lin" on his chest, and shouted Nine-Syllable Mantra in his mouth. His voice was steady and powerful, overpowering the roar of the devil:
"Those who are facing a battle should march forward in formation!"
Pale golden runes lit up from around him, instantly holding up a True Gang protective shield with a diameter of three meters. The first wave of stones, iron rods, and even sporadic bullets that flew over hit the protective shield, making a muffled sound like hitting a steel plate, and were all bounced away.
The first dozen demons who rushed over raised their weapons and smashed them down, and Bai Haorui flew out like arrows.
The peach wood sword danced with sword flowers in his hands, stabbing, stabbing, teasing, splitting, and sweeping. Every basic move was perfect and nothing fancy.
The edge of the sword was wrapped with a light Pure Yang True Fire, which was lavender in color and extremely hot. Thick black smoke rose up when it brushed against the demon's body. The demon let out a shrill scream, and its soul was directly burned by the sun fire, and even the possessed body was slowly charred black.
He stepped on Steps of Yu and shuttled through the demon group. The afterimages of the black combat uniforms were connected in a line in the air, so fast that people could not see the movement. A demon on the left was holding a machete and slashing from the side. With a flick of his wrist, the mahogany sword swung upwards along the blade, and the blade slid against the blade, accurately cutting off the opponent's hand tendon. Bones The snapping sound of breaking was mixed with the devil's scream, and he then sent the sword tip forward, stabbing the devil's heart steadily.
The purple-gold True Fire penetrated along the wound, like a red-hot iron piercing the flesh and blood. The demon didn't even scream, but made two whooshing sounds in its throat before falling limply to the ground. Its body slowly turned into black ash, and dispersed as soon as the wind blew.
Two more people rushed over from the right, one from the left and one from the right. Bai Haorui touched the ground with his toes and rolled his body in the air to avoid the two attacks. At the same time, the peach wood sword swept out, and two True Fire sword energy came out of the sword, hitting the two people in the middle of the eyebrows. The two demons didn't even grunt, and fell straight down.
The three Hellhound looked at the gap and rushed over from the side, opening their smelly mouths, their fangs gleaming with cold light and carrying a strong smell of sulfur.
Bai Haorui calmly flicked his left hand, and five Five Emperor Coins flew out with golden light, accurately nailing three Hellhound on their eyebrows, throat, and heart.
Five Emperor Coins is engraved with the emperor's reign name. After hundreds of years of human fireworks, it contains the purest imperial yang energy and has strong restraint against evil and evil things.
Hellhound sizzled with black smoke from the place where the copper coin was nailed, like an ice cube meeting fire. It whined and fell to the ground. The huge body slowly melted into smelly black mud and seeped into the road, leaving only three shallow pits.
The demons gathered more and more, coming from all directions, so densely packed that no one could see the head, and the roars made people's ears numb. Bai Haorui slammed the mahogany sword into the ground, and quickly formed Evil-Burning Seal with both hands, and the finger gestures changed so quickly that only afterimages were left.
The Three Altars Pure Yang True Fire in the Dantian is running wildly, and the True Gang in the meridians is rushing like a river.
"Three Altars Body Refinement, True Fire burn evil!"
He shouted low, and purple-gold flames more than ten feet high rose up around his body. The flames spread out in a lotus shape, layer by layer.
The temperature of the flame was so high that wherever it passed, the asphalt pavement was melted and shallow pits were formed, the weeds on the roadside were instantly reduced to ashes, and even the air was burned and distorted.
The demon swept by the flames couldn't even scream, and turned into ashes without leaving any residue.
The air was filled with the smell of burnt and sulfur, which was very pungent. Dozens of demons were present, but they were cleaned up within a quarter of an hour, leaving only a few black stains and melted pavement on the streets.
Bai Haorui pulled out the mahogany sword, breathing slightly, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead. True Gang consumed nearly 30% of his energy in his Dantian. He raised his head and sensed the heavier dark energy in the depths of the town, his eyes solemn - this was just an appetizer, Lucifer's main force was still at the farm, and these were just miscellaneous soldiers guarding the gate.
He turned back to confirm that the Dean people had retreated far away, and then he slowly moved forward with his sword, clearing away the demons that had slipped through the net. Every few steps he took, he threw out a Clear Heart Talisman and stuck it in the corner - in case there were survivors, it could help them stabilize their minds and not be affected by the demon's mental power.
Dean and the others retreated deeper into the town. As soon as they turned an intersection, they saw Meg leaning against a street light pole. She was wearing a black leather jacket, with her arms folded, and a malicious smile hanging from the corner of her mouth.
"I found you."
"Meg." Dean immediately raised the gun and pointed it at her, his tone was so serious that it could drip water, and his finger was on the trigger.
"You really shouldn't have come, children." Meg pouted, with a cat-and-mouse tone, "My father wants to see you. Come with me and save yourself the trouble."
"Really? Then I would also advise you to get out of here." Dean retorted without giving up at all.
"Oh, talk back." Meg laughed out loud and clapped his hands, "I'm not here alone."
There was a low roar in the air, which was clearer than before. The invisible Hellhound was pacing around, making a crackling sound with its claws on the ground, and the smelly wind blew in the face, stronger than before.
"Hellhound." Dean gritted his teeth, "It's really your old trick."
"What do you think? Make your choice." Meg spread his hands and said with a leisurely expression, "Follow me obediently, or should I let these babies play with you?"
"When have you ever seen us choose the easy way?" Dean had just finished speaking. He raised his hand and fired at the source of the sound. Hellhound whined in pain, and his roar became more fierce.
"Run!" Sam shouted, and several people turned around and rushed deeper into the street. The roar behind them got closer and closer, and the sound of claws scraping the ground made people's scalp numb, as if they were chasing after their heels.
Dean ran at the end, turning around and firing two shots from time to time. Suddenly, a strong wind came from behind, and he was thrown violently. He fell to the ground, and his shoulder was cut with a deep cut by sharp claws. The blood instantly soaked his coat. He had just When he was about to struggle, he heard continuous gunshots - Qiao turned back, stood in front of him and fired repeatedly into the air. The bullets hit Hellhound's body, splashing black blood, and Hellhound retreated in pain.
"Qiao, don't come here!" Dean got up and shouted, his heart clenching.
But it was already too late. Another Hellhound sprang out from the side, like a black lightning, and hit Qiao's waist hard. She flew out and fell to the ground, sliding two meters away. A large piece of her left waist and abdomen was torn open by sharp claws, and the bones were visible. The blood instantly soaked through the coat, leaving a large dark blood stain on the ground.
"Qiao!" Ellen rushed over like crazy, his voice changed the tone.
Dean and Sam turned around and opened fire to cover. The bullets hit the air, forcing Hellhound to dare not get close. They fought and retreated, knocked open the door of a hardware store on the street, rushed in and locked the door with their backhands. Sam quickly grabbed the salt bag on the ground and spread a white line of salt around the door.
Joe was lying on the ground among the shelves, his face as white as paper, his forehead was covered in cold sweat, and his lips were bloodless.
Ellen knelt beside her and hurriedly tore open her clothes. His hands were shaking when he saw the wounds that were deep enough to show the bones.
She gritted her teeth and used an elastic bandage to tighten the wound with great force. Joe groaned in pain and dug his nails into the wooden board, making his knuckles turn white.
"The salt line can hold it, so it's safe for the time being." Sam After checking the doors and windows, he walked over and squatted down. When he saw Qiao's wound, his heart sank.
"Safety? We are the turtle in the jar." Dean kicked the shelf, his tone was irritated, but when he turned around and saw Qiao's pale face, he immediately lost his temper. He paused, took out the civilian walkie-talkie he brought in the car, and tried changing the channels for a long time, and finally the sizzling sound of electricity came out.
"Bobby? Bobby did you receive it?" Dean's voice was very low, trying hard to maintain composure, but his fingertips were still trembling slightly.
"KC5 Fox Delta Oscar, please speak." Bobby's voice came from the other side, as steady as a needle.
"Bobby, it's me, Dean. We had an accident." Dean swallowed, "Qiao was injured, very seriously."
"I understand." Bobby's voice was calm, "Now let's talk about the situation and let's find a solution."
"Cass is missing. The town is full of Death. There must be a dozen or more." Ellen took the walkie-talkie and said in a tight voice, "He took a glance and there were so many."
There was silence on the other side for a few seconds. When Bobby's voice came over again, it was a little solemn. "Oh no. I think Satan is here to perform a ritual. He wants to release death - the Death Horseman and Pale Horseman in Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse."
"Death? Isn't it the Death that everyone can't avoid?" Dean frowned, "Isn't he always there? I've died several times."
"It's different. This is the Death leader, the boss of all Deaths." Bobby's voice was deep. "He is usually locked six hundred feet deep underground. The last time he came out was when Noah was building the ark. Those little Deaths are all here waiting for him to show up."
"Then why did he choose Carthage?" Sam came over and asked.
"I have been checking Carthage's information, and as soon as you told me, I got it right." Bobby explained, "To summon Death Horseman, you must be in a place where a tragic massacre has occurred. The place, the time must be midnight. During the Civil War, there was a battle at Carthage. The soldiers called it 'Battle of Hell's Pit'. Countless people died. The location was on William Jasper's farm."
Several people fell silent.
Qiao held her hands on the ground and tried to sit up, but she gasped in pain as soon as she moved. Ellen quickly supported her. She panted, her eyes swept over everyone, her voice was weak but calm, and there was no trace of panic. "Don't bother. Be realistic. I can't move my legs, and my internal organs are about to leak out. I can't walk or move at all because of the bandages."
"Qiao Anna·Bess, don't talk nonsense." Ellen's eyes were red, his voice was trembling, and he held her hand tightly.
"Mom, listen to me." Joe grabbed Ellen's hand, not very strong but very firm, "I can't fight, I can't walk, but I can still do something useful. This store has propane, wires, rock salt, iron nails... We can make a bomb."
"No." Dean immediately objected, with a bit of panic in his tone, and spoke without thinking, "Qiao, absolutely not."
"Then do you have any other options?" Joe looked up at him, his eyes so calm that it made people feel distressed. "Those Hellhounds outside have remembered the smell of all of us and will keep chasing us. Put them in, and you can evacuate from the roof to the next building. I will stay here and press the detonator. At least I can buy you a few minutes, enough for you to run to the farm."
"I said no!" Dean's voice rose a little higher, and his heart seemed to be clenched tightly by something, making it painful.
"Dean, what are we here for?" Qiao's voice was very soft, but every word struck people's hearts, "If we can get a chance to kill Lucifer with one shot, it's worth it. We must try."
"Qiao..." Ellen's tears finally fell and hit the back of Qiao's hand.
"Mom." Qiao looked up at her, with a small smile on her lips. It was very faint, but very bright. "This may be your last chance to treat me as an adult. Seize the opportunity, okay?"
Ellen stared at her for a long time, tears falling down her cheeks and hitting her clothes. But she gritted her teeth and wiped the tears, took a deep breath, turned to Sam and Dean and said in a hoarse voice, "I heard her words. Start making bombs."