"I won't let you succeed." Adam gritted his teeth and squeezed out these words from between his teeth. His whole body ached, but his eyes were filled with stubbornness as he stared at Zachariah's back.
Zachariah sneered and glanced back at him, his eyes like looking at an overestimating ant. "Don't be excited, little guy, sit down. We are in the same boat now."
He walked back slowly and stood in front of the sofa, his tone as arrogant as charity. "Besides, your benefits are indispensable. When things are done, I can let you see your mother, okay? It would be great to reunite your mother and son."
"Why should I believe you?" Adam's eyes were red and his voice was hoarse. He had already been deceived once and could never believe this person again.
Zachariah's face instantly darkened, and his eyes were as cold as ice.
He hates people questioning him the most, especially a human imp.
"You know, I don't want to hear doubts now," he said slowly, raising his fingers slightly, and a pale white light shone on his fingertips, "What I want to hear is - agreement."
After the words fell, he exerted slight force on his fingertips. Adam Instantly felt that his throat was clenched tightly by invisible hands, and the air was completely cut off.
He subconsciously covered his neck, groaning in pain, and his body was shaking uncontrollably.
The feeling of suffocation came up like a tide, his face turned red, blood slowly oozed from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes began to turn black.
"That's right." Zachariah retracted his hand with satisfaction, watching Adam collapse on the sofa and cough violently, with a cruel smile on his face.
He turned around and walked to the floor-length mirror. He raised his hand to straighten the collar of his suit and smoothed his hair. He couldn't suppress the smile on his lips.
After waiting for so long, enduring for so long, it is finally happening.
The perfect container of Dean·Winchester, Michael will fall into his hands tonight.
As for Adam?
Zachariah glanced at the boy curled up on the sofa reflected in the mirror, with no warmth in his eyes.
It's just a useless bait, a spare container.
When you're done using it, just throw it away.
The night wind carried sand dust and hay clippings, carrying a strong smell of rust, engine oil, and a very faint smell of angelic holy power.
A burst of very faint white light flashed by, and Dean felt his feet were in the air, and a dizzy feeling of spinning around him instantly gripped him.
When he stood firm, he was no longer on the porch of Bobby's house, but on a wasteland covered with rubble. He staggered, held on to the broken wall next to him, looked up and looked around, his face full of surprise.
"Are we here?" Dean rubbed his eyebrows. The aftereffects of the teleportation had not yet passed, and he was a little dizzy.
"California, Van Nuys." Castiel stood next to him, speaking concisely and concisely. He had folded his wings, the hem of his windbreaker was blown up by the wind, and his blue eyes scanned around the factory vigilantly.
"That gorgeous Green Room is hidden in Van Nuys's abandoned factory?" Dean is still a little unbelievable.
He always thought that the angel's stronghold would be in some more fantasy place, such as in the clouds, or in another space, but it turned out to be a broken factory.
"Otherwise, where do you think you are?" Cass raised an eyebrow at him and said in a calm tone, "Angels don't need to live in palaces, as long as they can hide people."
At this time, a person walked out of the shadow of the side wall.
Bai Haorui's black figure melted into the night, almost blending into the darkness. It wasn't until he got closer that he could see clearly that it was him.
He was holding a brass compass in his hand, the pointer was trembling slightly, and his fingertips were stained with some soil - he had obviously just returned from burying the formation talisman.
"You are here." Bai Haorui lowered his voice and waved to them, "There are more guards than expected, fifty-two, patrolling in three teams. Each team has a leading angel. They are not weak to the archangels.
I have laid out Five Elements Fire-Luring Formation in five directions around me, and buried the talismans and Five Emperor Coins in the center of the formation. I will detonate the formation later, and when the fire starts, you can take advantage of the chaos and rush in."
Dean frowned, then turned to look at Cass, but still couldn't help asking the question, "Let me ask, why don't you just teleport away Adam? Don't you know how to teleport? Just rush in, grab someone and leave, isn't it easier than rushing in?"
Cass's face darkened, and his tone was particularly solemn. "Because there are at least five preparatory-level archangels inside, and the rest are all battle-type angels. The moment I teleport in, they can lock my position. You think I am fast, but they are faster than me. Before I can touch Adam, we will be surrounded."
He paused and looked deep into the factory with firm eyes. "Let's clear them out and you two go in and save people. This is our only chance."
After saying that, Cass raised his hand to untie his tie and threw it aside. He unbuttoned his shirt again, revealing his strong chest.
Before Dean and Sam could realize what he was going to do, they saw him take out a utility knife from his pocket, the blade shining coldly in the moonlight.
"Cass! What are you doing?" Sam was shocked and reached out to stop him.
But it's too late.
Cass held the utility knife, pointed the tip of the knife at his chest, and carved without hesitation.
The sharp blade cut through the skin, and blood instantly poured out and flowed down his chest. He gritted his teeth, without even frowning, and carved complex runes on his skin stroke by stroke - it was Angel Banishing Sigil, which could greatly increase the lethality of his fellow humans in a short period of time, at the cost of overdrawing his own holy power and suffering double the pain.
When the runes were carved, Cass's forehead was already covered with cold sweat, and the front of his shirt was stained red with blood.
He took a slight breath, brushed the runes with his fingertips, and the pale golden holy power seeped into them. The runes instantly lit up, glowing faintly under his skin.
On the other side, Bai Haorui had already drawn the mahogany sword. He held the sword blade in his left hand and lightly swiped it with his fingertips, and the sharp blade immediately cut through his fingertips.
A drop of pale golden blood seeped out from the fingertips, slid down the blade, and melted into the Dao patterns on the sword.
He held the sword in his right hand, flipped his wrist, and moved the tip of the sword quickly in the air. Using his own essence and blood as ink and sword energy as the pen, he drew a complete talisman in the air. The lines of the talisman were smooth and completed in one stroke. It was the Daoist Pure Yang Evil-Breaking Talisman.
At the same time, he recited a mantra in a low voice, his voice was very low, but the words were clear and had a simple rhythm:
"Xuanzong of heaven and earth, the root of all things. I have cultivated extensively for hundreds of millions of kalpas and proved my magical power. Inside and outside the three realms, only Tao is the most respected. There is golden light in my body, which reflects my body."
As the last word fell, the golden runes in the air instantly lit up, and stuck to the body of the peach wood sword with a "swish", disappearing in. The entire peach wood sword was instantly covered with a layer of light golden halo, and the dao patterns on the sword became alive.
"Ready?" Bai Haorui turned his head and looked at Cass, his mahogany sword pointing diagonally at the ground, his eyes as sharp as a knife.
Cass clenched the angel knife in his hand, the blade glowing with cold light. He nodded slightly. "Ready."
"Walk."
Bai Haorui made a seal with his fingertips and shouted loudly, the sound like thunder exploding in the night, "Five elements gather fire, burn evil array! Start!"
Boom--
There was a loud noise, and dazzling golden light lit up in five directions around the factory at the same time. The five formation eyes of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth erupted at the same time, and five purple-gold flames shot up from the ground, as high as two people. The flames spread quickly along the runes carved in advance on the ground, like a burning fire net, and wrapped themselves into the interior of the factory.
This Five Elements Heaven-Burning Formation is based on the Pure Yang Fire Qi of the earth's earth veins, and combined with Bai Haorui's own Three Altars True Fire stimulation, the five directions circulate and generate each other, and the fire is continuous.
The holy power of angels originates from the holy light of heaven. It seems pure, but in fact it is not so pure. When it meets the sun True Fire on earth, it immediately sizzles like ice and snow meeting boiling water.
The patrolling angels were caught off guard, and the outermost group was directly swept away by the fire net. The flames touched the wings and instantly burned through the holy light on the wings, and the screams immediately rang out.
The holy power on the angels was rapidly depleted, their wings were burned black, each one fluttered in confusion, and the formation was instantly in chaos.
"Enemy attack!"
The angels inside reacted very quickly. The leading angel immediately roared and organized the remaining angels to form a team and rush out.
The holy light connected together and pressed towards the fire net, trying to extinguish the flames.
Bai Haorui did not retreat but advanced. He kicked the ground with his feet and rushed out like an arrow. He stepped on Seven Stars Gang Steps and clicked his toes in the four directions of Dubhe, Merak, Phecda and Quan. He passed through the fire net in a flash and met the angel who was rushing at the front.
When the angel in the front saw that there was only one human rushing towards him, he suddenly showed contempt. The leading angel raised his holy blade and struck it down with the holy light towards Bai Haorui.
"Seeking death!"
Bai Haorui's eyes flashed, and with a flick of his wrist, the mahogany sword pulled out seven sharp sword flowers. This was exactly Seven Stars Lighting Lamps, and the sword moves corresponded to Big Dipper, and each sword condensed Pure Yang True Fire.
The sword tip clicked seven times in succession, and seven condensed tongues of fire shot out along the sword tip, like seven burning meteors, accurately hitting the chests of the seven angels at the front.
Pure Yang True Fire immediately made a sizzling sound when it came into contact with the Holy Power Shield, like a red-hot iron poking into butter, instantly burning through the thin shield.
The flames penetrated into their holy energy veins and burned everywhere along the meridians. The seven angels groaned at the same time, as if they were hit by a heavy hammer, flew backwards, fell to the ground and rolled several times, unable to get up for a long time.
After knocking down seven of them with one move, the expressions of the remaining angels changed instantly, and they no longer dared to look down on this human being.
Upon seeing this, a dozen angels on the side immediately came around, trying to outflank Bai Haorui.
Bai Haorui was already on guard. With a flick of his left hand, five Five Emperor Coins flew out of his sleeve with golden light, spinning rapidly in the air.
"The five emperors hold the throne, and the five elements form a cage!"
He shouted low and made a line of True Gang with his fingertips. The five copper coins scattered instantly: Shunzhi belongs to gold and falls to the west, Kangxi belongs to wood and falls to the east, Yongzheng belongs to water and falls in the north, Qianlong belongs to fire and falls in the south, and Jiaqing belongs to earth and is in the middle. The five copper coins correspond to the directions of the five elements, and each of them emits a golden talisman chain.
The talisman chain is composed of pure Yang imperial energy and True Gang of Bai Haorui, with fine Dao patterns flowing on it. The five talisman chains are crisscrossed, three horizontally and two vertically, forming a closed golden cage in the blink of an eye, just enough to trap more than a dozen angels inside. Five Emperor Coins carries the human fireworks energy of five generations, and is the most rigid and yang thing between heaven and earth.
The trapped angels attacked the talisman frantically, and the holy blade struck it, only to throw up a spark, and it couldn't stop striking. Instead, the Pure Yang True Fire on the talisman burned upwards along the holy blade, causing them to scream in agony, and the holy power was rapidly depleted at a speed visible to the naked eye.
After clearing the flank, Bai Haorui was about to rush forward when two sharp blasts of wind suddenly came from behind.
The two angels took advantage of the cover of night to sneak attack from behind. The holy blade was wrapped in rich holy light and struck him in the back from left to right. The angle was tricky and they were sure to win.
Bai Haorui didn't even look back, he turned his feet Gang Steps, stepped on Alioth, passed Mizar, landed on Alkaid, and stepped on Seven Stars Gang Steps smoothly.
This step-step fighting method is a Daoist secret body method. Each step steps on the node of the heaven and earth's energy, and uses the power of the Big Dipper to move the body.
As soon as you move your steps, your own aura will blend with the surrounding environment. The enemy's prediction will be biased. An attack that seems to be close at hand is actually a hair's breadth away.
I saw his figure leaning sideways like a swimming fish, and the two holy blades almost touched his back. The wind caused by it made his clothes rustle, but it didn't even touch his skin.
The moment he missed the attack, Bai Haorui turned his body and hit the angel on the left hard in the back with his elbow. True Gang condensed on the tip of the elbow.
The angel groaned, his holy power was instantly confused, and he staggered forward.
At the same time, Bai Haorui stabbed backhand with the mahogany sword in his right hand, and a very thin wisp of True Fire popped out from the sword tip, like a red-hot needle, accurately piercing the root of the angel's wing on the right.
The root of the wings is the weak point where the angel's holy power flows. True Fire got in and burned out several main veins in an instant. The angel screamed, half of its wings immediately dropped, and the body swayed, half kneeling on the ground.
Bai Haorui's movements are clean and neat, without any extra moves. Every move hits the weakest part of the angel's holy power accurately. When fighting in close quarters, his sword moves become fast and dense, and the mahogany sword seems to come alive in his hand. He can lift, chop, stab, and point, and his moves never leave the opponent's chest, shoulders, neck, and wing roots.
An angel swept over with a holy blade. Bai Haorui ducked to avoid it. At the same time, he raised the sword and slid up the opponent's arm, piercing the opponent's wrist with a "pop".
The holy power spurted out, and when it met True Fire of the Taomu Sword, white smoke instantly appeared. Bai Haorui turned his wrist and twisted the sword fiercely. The opponent's holy power veins were directly shattered, and he fell down screaming.
Another angel rushed over from the side, trying to hug him and restrict his movement. Bai Haorui pushed his knees up and hit the opponent's lower abdomen hard. At the same time, he made a fist with his left hand and hit the side of the opponent's face with True Gang. Bones heard a soft cracking sound, and the angel screamed and flew out, half of his face collapsed.
On the other side, Castiel also rushed into the group of angels at the main entrance.
A pair of huge white wings suddenly spread out from his back, with distinct feathers and glowing with pale golden light.
With a flap of his wings, a powerful wave of air immediately overturned the two angels rushing at the front. The angel sword in his hand swung out in a sharp arc, and the blade was wrapped in holy power. Every time the sword struck, there was a sharp sound that broke through the air.
The Banishing Sigil on the chest is glowing, and light golden lines are spreading along the skin.
This rune is like the nemesis of his kind. Whenever his sword hits another angel, the power of the rune will be transmitted along the blade, disrupting the flow of the other's holy power and slowing down the other's reaction by half a beat.
An angel struck at him with a holy blade. Cass sided to avoid it. At the same time, he flapped his wings fiercely and hit the opponent's chest with the hard wing bones.
The angel flew out like a kite with its string broken, and hit the iron wall with a loud clang.
Cass took a step forward, sent the angel knife downwards, and pierced the opponent's chest directly. White light flashed, and the angel instantly turned into ashes.