"Before we get down to business, let's set a few rules." Baldur said in a relaxed tone, but with unquestionable majesty, "First, don't kill each other, and restrain your tempers; second, don't touch the local virgins, we have to keep a low profile and don't attract angels and demons."
Dean twitched the corner of his mouth and leaned into Sam's ear. "What are these things?"
"Everyone knows why we are gathered here." Baldur put away his smile and his face darkened, "The Jewish Christ Apocalypse is about to hit us on the head. We have had many differences in the past and have fought and argued for thousands of years, but now we must put aside our prejudices and face them together - otherwise we will have no future."
He pointed at Dean and Sam, and said with a bit of pride, "Now we have two very valuable chips in our hands: the skins of Michael and Lucifer. The question is, what to do next? If you have an idea, just say it, we are all our own people here."
"I don't like his tone." Dean muttered in a low voice.
"Kill them?" Ganesha Ganesha spoke angrily, his voice like thunder, "It seems to be of no use? Angels can also resurrect them, which will be more troublesome then."
Ganesha looks crowded even when sitting on the chair. He has the head of an elephant and a human body. He is strong and holds a golden wine cup in his hand. He is the god of wisdom and wealth taught by India. The eldest son of Shiva and Parvati, he is in charge of wisdom, good luck and breaking obstacles. He has many followers in India and is powerful. He is the second figure in the India pantheon.
He has an upright and irritable personality and wants to take action whenever he disagrees with someone.
Odin stroked his gray beard, sneered nonchalantly, picked up the glass and took a sip. "I don't know what you are all panicking about. Isn't it just two angels fighting? Is it considered the end of the world? When the real doomsday comes, the giant snake Jörmungandr will crawl out of the sea, and I will be swallowed by the giant wolf Fenrir - that is called the end of the world."
There was a cold light in his one eye, and his tone was full of disdain. He felt that these gods were making a fuss out of a molehill. What was the Apocalypse taught by Christ? The Ragnarök taught by Northern Europe was the real end of the world.
"Oh, really?" Ganesha was unconvinced and slapped the table, "Is your myth so reliable? The whole world is on the back of a giant tortoise. No one will believe it."
"Say it again!" Odin stood up suddenly, put his hand on Eternal Spear on his waist, his face darkened, and the power of thunder around him was faintly restless.
"Hehe, come on, try to see if you can beat me!" Ganesha also took a step forward, breathing heavily through his nose, his power surged.
Seeing that the two were about to start a fight on the spot, Kali slammed the table, causing the cups and plates to jump, and the whole place fell silent for an instant.
She stood up, her long burgundy skirt made her aura very strong, her eyes swept across the audience coldly, like an unsheathed knife. "That's enough."
Everyone shut their mouths, and even Odin sat back angrily.
"We must fight." Kali's voice was not loud, but it carried great weight. "Those archangels only recognize violence. This matter can only be settled with blood. Either they die or we die. We can't hide even if we want to."
"With all due respect, ma'am." Mercury spoke softly, with a cautious tone, "We haven't even tried to talk to them yet. Maybe we can reach an agreement..."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly covered his throat, his face turned red, as if he was being pinched hard by an invisible hand, he couldn't breathe, his body was hanging in the air little by little, and his feet had left the ground.
"Kali!" Baldur shouted, with a bit of dissuasion.
Kali withdrew his gaze, glanced at Mercury coldly, and relaxed his grip.
Mercury fell to the ground with a "plop", holding his throat and gasping for air, his face turned pale.
"Who asked you?" Kali's tone was cold and merciless. She hated this kind of timid guy who always wanted to take advantage of others. If he wanted to fight, he would fight and talk about anything. Angel would never give them a chance to talk.
At this moment, a joking voice came from the door, with a careless smile, "Can't you all get along well?"
Everyone turned their heads and looked over.
Gabriel leaned against the door frame, with his hands in his pockets, a cynical smile on his face, still looking carefree, with an uninhibited smile on his lips.
Dean and Sam looked up and saw him, and were shocked - why is it him?
"Loki." Baldur frowned and sounded surprised.
In the Northern Europe pantheon, Gabriel has been pretending to be the god of trickery, Loki, the god of fire and mischief, and the promoter of Ragnarök. For thousands of years, he has been running around with this identity, escaping from the disputes of Heaven. The old gods all thought he was Loki.
"Baldur." Gabriel walked over and smiled casually, "Long time no see. It seems that my invitation letter was lost."
"What are you here for?" Baldur said in a bad tone.
"Let's talk about the elephant in the room." Gabriel glanced at Ganesha, then looked back, "I'm not talking about you. I'm talking about Apocalypse. Everyone, we can't stop you."
He spread his hands and spoke in an understated tone, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.
"But let's not talk about that for now. The adults want to talk about some serious business. You two will stay aside for now." Gabriel looked at Dean and Sam and snapped his fingers.
Dean and Sam felt their eyes blurred, and the world was spinning, and they disappeared into the banquet hall in an instant. Castiel was also conveyed away.
Dean, Sam and Castiel staggered into a small guest room. They were dizzy for a long time before they recovered.
"Holy shit..." Dean supported the wall and cursed, "This bastard."
"Are you okay?" Sam supported him and looked at Castiel, "Cass, how are you?"
"The suppressive power here has become stronger." Castiel frowned, and the Holy Power was running extremely sluggishly. "Gabriel's power has also been suppressed, otherwise he wouldn't have just teleported us here."
"No, we have to get out." Dean said immediately, "Haorui is still locked up in a different space, and there are hostages in the cold storage. We can't just sit here and wait to die."
Sam nodded, and just as he was about to open the door and go out, the door opened by itself with a "squeak".
Gabriel leaned against the door, folding his arms. "Save it, you two."
"Gabriel." Dean's face darkened and he took a step forward, "I should have thought of it, I smelled of you from the beginning. Is this your fault? Did you bring us here?"
"Please, you idiots, I'm here to save you." Gabriel rolled his eyes, walked in and closed the door, "I'm your bodyguard, understand? Those gods either want to crush you to ashes, or they want to use you as bait to lure Lucifer. Anyway, you are dead."
"Oh? Who asked us to accept our fate obediently and play our roles well two months ago?" Dean sneered, crossing his arms and looking at him, "At that time, you wished we would die."
"The end will still come, Michael and Lucifer should fight." Gabriel shrugged and leaned on the table, "But not tonight, not here."
"Why do you want to help us?" Sam frowned and stared into his eyes. He always felt that he was not so kind.
"Who said I helped you?" Gabriel looked away, his tone was a little unnatural, and he tapped his fingers on the table unconsciously, "Kali and I had a relationship before. That girl was very enthusiastic. How should I put it, I am a bit nostalgic."
Dean had an expression on his face that said, "Are you lying?"
Sam did not dwell on this and changed the question, "If they fight Lucifer together, do they have a chance of winning?"
"Sam, are you serious?" Dean glanced at him, feeling incredible.
"Do you have a better idea?" Sam asked. Now that they are desperate, they want to try it if there is any possibility.
"This is a terrible idea." Gabriel sneered and stood up, "Lucifer will crush them into paint. Run away while you can still go."
"Okay, great." Dean answered immediately, "Then you can spread the word to us now. There is also Haorui, who was thrown into another dimension by them, so let them go together."
"If I could pass it on, I would have passed it on long ago." Gabriel spread his hands with a look of helplessness on his face, "Kali has tied you up with a blood curse. You two are like dogs on a leash now, and you can't walk away. You have to play some black magic first, steal the blood sample, and break the blood curse."
He paused and then added, "Also, don't worry about those people in the cold storage. It's already hard enough for me to take you two away. The same goes for Bai Haorui. Let's wait until you are safe."
"No." Dean refused without thinking, with a firm tone, "The hostages must be saved, and Haorui must also be saved."
He suddenly thought of something and smiled, "They all call you Loki, right? They don't know who you really are."
"As I said, this is the witness protection plan." Gabriel raised his eyebrows.
"That's okay." Dean crossed his arms and spoke firmly, "You have to listen to us and rescue those hostages and release my friends. Otherwise, we will tell these super criminals who you really are. I don't think they are welcoming angels."
"I can make you speechless." Gabriel's face darkened a little.
"We can write it down." Dean was not afraid at all, "Write it everywhere, filling the hotel corridors."
"Then I'll chop off your arms!"
Then people will ask, 'Why do you two have no hands?'"
He made it clear that he was determined to Gabriel, betting that he would not dare to reveal his identity.
Gabriel stared at him for a long time, then finally laughed angrily and nodded, "Okay, I'm sorry for you."
He finally compromised. "First steal the blood sample, break the blood curse, and then find a way to save people. But I warn you, don't make trouble, otherwise no one will be able to leave."
"Deal." Dean nodded immediately, but made up his mind to wait until he found Bai Haorui before saying anything else.
Gabriel turned around to find Kali, hoping to take the opportunity to steal the blood sample.
Dean and Sam slipped out of the room and headed towards the kitchen, wanting to release the people in the cold storage first and then find the entrance to the different space in the basement.
"Cass, can you feel where the different space is?" Sam asked as he walked.
"In the direction of the basement." Castiel closed his eyes and sensed it, "The power is very complex, the powers of many gods are intertwined, and the entrance is very hidden."
"Rescue people first, then find Haorui." Dean lowered his voice, "The fight will be quick."
The three of them walked towards the kitchen in the dark. It was quiet in the corridor, not even a single person was seen, and there was a sense of depression that a storm was about to come.
Gabriel pushed open the door of Kali's suite, with his usual frivolous smile on his face and his tone of voice, "Hello, my love."
"Get out." Kali turned his back to him and stood by the window.
"You always play hard to get." Gabriel walked in and wanted to touch her shoulder, but he stretched his hand in the air and paused.
He and Kali really had an old relationship, otherwise he wouldn't have taken such a big risk to persuade her.
But their positions are different, one wants to escape and the other wants to fight, so they are destined not to be together.
"I've given it up a long time ago." Kali turned around, with a bit of scrutiny in his eyes, and a hint of unnoticeable complexity, "Baldur is not complicated. Unlike you, who always hides it."
"I can tell." Gabriel glanced at the sapphire necklace around her neck, and said in a sour tone, "Baldur? Really or not. Your taste is getting worse."
At this moment, a heart-rending scream came from the next door. It was the hostages in the cold storage who were being dragged away for sacrifice.
Gabriel's face changed slightly.
They started taking action.
"I never thought you were this kind of person." Kali looked into his eyes and spoke softly.
"What kind? Romantic one?" Gabriel tried to laugh, but failed.
"It's sad." Kali's voice was like a knife, hurting, "You asked me to come. I thought you would take this matter seriously, and I thought you would fight with us."
"I'm very serious." Gabriel stopped laughing and said in a darker tone, "The ship is going to sink, so it's time to jump. Forget about this planet, why don't we go to Planet Pandora for a walk? There's no need to risk your life here."
"It shouldn't be like this." Kali shook his head with firm eyes, "This is our world. We have thrived here for thousands of years and have billions of believers, why should we give it to them?"
"It can only be like this." Gabriel looked at her with a serious tone and a bit of pleading, "I have fought against those bastards. Kali, stop playing tricks, I beg you, don't do this. You will die, all of you will die."
"I have to do this." Kali's eyes did not give in at all, and his back was as straight as a knife that refused to bend.
This is her world, her faith, and her people.
Even if she dies, she will fight to the death and will never escape.
Gabriel looked at her for a long time, sighed, and slumped his shoulders a little. "Okay. Blame me for talking too much."
He paused and asked softly, "Do you still love me?"
"I don't love you." Kali said without hesitation, put his arms around his neck and kissed him.
Gabriel was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his hand to hug her back, but his fingertips quietly reached into her pocket - there was Winchester Brothers's blood.
He thought well, stole the blood sample, solved the blood curse, took Winchester Brothers away, and then tried to persuade Kali to leave.
But Kali's hand is faster.
With a swipe of her fingertips, her sharp nails scratched Gabriel's palm, and warm angel blood instantly poured out.
Gabriel's face changed, he pushed her away suddenly, looked down at his bleeding palm, his eyes were full of disbelief. "You..."
"Do you think I'm a fool, Gabriel." Kali wiped the corners of his mouth, his eyes as cold as ice, "You are bound to me now and forever."
She had already seen through Gabriel's identity and guessed his purpose.
He followed his plan and directly tied the archangel with a blood curse.
Gabriel looked extremely ugly. He originally thought he was in control of the situation, but he failed.
He felt angry and a little bitter in his heart. He really still had feelings for Kali, so he let down his guard, but in the end he was tricked.