Dean and Sam felt that most of the pain on their bodies had disappeared. They immediately stood up and gasped for air, finally breathing clean air into their lungs.
"Bai Haorui." Dr. Green narrowed his eyes, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, "I have heard that you ruined the good things of the war and injured his incarnation. You are quite capable."
"Stop talking nonsense." Bai Haorui The mahogany sword pointed diagonally at the ground, the tip of the sword True Gang condensed into a little cold light, "Hand over the ring, and I will keep your body intact."
"Only you?" Dr. Green sneered and raised his hand, and the rich black and green Pestilence poisonous gas surged towards Bai Haorui like a tide. Wherever it passed, the paint on the walls was corroded with mottled holes and white smoke emitted. "I want to see if your True Gang can block my poisonous tide!"
Bai Haorui's eyes condensed, he took half a step forward with his right foot, his center of gravity sank, he held the sword in both hands and quickly drew a circle in front of him. The purple-gold True Gang expanded instantly, forming a round shield as high as a person, which stood firmly in front of him.
"Dang--"
The poisonous gas hit the shield, making a corrosive sizzling sound, like countless small insects gnawing at True Gang.
Bai Haorui's arm muscles were tense, his mouth was slightly numb, and he thought to himself: The poison of this Horseman Pestilence is more powerful than imagined, with a sinister energy that corrodes the soul. Ordinary True Gang will be penetrated if it is blocked for a long time.
He didn't wait for the second wave of poisonous gas to hit, and immediately changed his moves. He quickly formed the "fight" seal on his left hand, his knuckles fluttered with afterimages, and he shouted in a low voice, "Three Altars Pure Yang True Fire·Start!"
Pure Yang True Fire deep in his Dantian surged to his palm along his meridians, and he slapped his palm on the hilt of the mahogany sword.
The red flames spread along the sword body and merged with the purple-gold True Gang, turning into a purple-gold red flame sword energy. The air around the sword body was burned and distorted.
"Broken!"
He flipped his wrist and thrust the mahogany sword forward. The flaming sword energy turned into a fire dragon as thick as an arm and rushed towards the poisonous energy.
Wherever the fire dragon passed, the black and green poisonous gas was burned away, and a burnt smell filled the air. The petri dish on the desk was swept by the residual heat, and the virus inside was instantly charred into powder.
Dr. Green's face changed, he quickly took two steps back, raised his cuffs, and more than a dozen poisonous needles as thin as cow hair were shot out, with a black and green cold light.
Bai Haorui tiptoed the ground and slid half a step sideways. The poisonous needle flew past his shoulder and nailed it to the wall behind him, immediately corroding small holes.
At the same time, he flicked his left hand, and Five Emperor Coins strung with a red string flew out. The copper coins connected into a golden thread in mid-air, and with a sound of breaking through the air, it went straight to Dr. Green's right wrist - he knew that the ring was worn on his left hand, so his spell-casting hand was disabled first.
"Ding!"
Dr. Green hurriedly raised his arm to block, and Five Emperor Coins hit his forearm firmly.
The copper coins carried the residual warmth of Pure Yang True Fire, which made him groan. The sleeves of his white coat burned directly through a hole, and the exposed flesh was burnt black.
While the two were fighting, the office door was suddenly slammed open.
Castiel stood at the door holding the door frame, his face was frighteningly white, and he was breathing heavily.
He took the fastest bus and rushed upstairs. He got off the bus and rushed upstairs. There was no paper to block him, and he was also dizzy from the virus in the corridor.
"Cass?" Dean raised his head with difficulty, his face full of surprise, "How did you get here?"
"Take the bus." As soon as Castiel finished speaking, he covered his mouth and coughed, bending over and almost vomiting.
Dr. Green raised his eyebrows and looked at him with interest. "Hey, an angel occupying a container has no mana. It's really interesting. You don't have any angelic breath in you, right?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Castiel suddenly straightened up, his eyes flashed, and he didn't know when a cold-light demon dagger appeared in his hand.
He rushed forward in a few steps, his movements as fast as lightning - this was the angelic fighting instinct engraved in his bones. Even without his magic power, his skills were still fierce.
Dr. Green was being entangled by Bai Haorui and True Fire. He was focused on the front and completely unprepared for the surprise attack from the side. When he reacted, the dagger had already been slashed down by the wind.
"Ah--!"
Dr. Green let out a scream, and the whole ring finger on his left hand that was wearing the ring was cut off, and fell to the floor with a "splat", and black and red blood spurted out and sprinkled all over the floor.
The nurse demon next to her screamed and rushed forward. Castiel stabbed her heart with a backhand stab. The demon twitched and turned into a ball of black smoke and dissipated in the air.
Bai Haorui took advantage of the moment when Dr. Green was in pain and retreated, exerted force on his feet, and sent the mahogany sword forward, pointing directly at his heart.
At the same time, he kneaded the formula with his left hand, Lotus Seal the center of his eyebrows suddenly lit up with a dazzling golden light, and injected a trace of Samadhi True Fire ember into the tip of the sword.
"Samadhi True Fire·Fenxie!"
A small golden flame shot out from the tip of the sword and hit Dr. Green's shoulder.
The flames spread instantly. Different from the red color of Pure Yang True Fire, this golden flame was not very hot, but like a gangrene attached to the bones, it burned the source of the evil spirits, causing him to let out heart-rending screams.
"It's useless... it's too late!" Dr. Green covered his bleeding hands and glared at them fiercely, with a weird smile on his lips.
As soon as the words fell, his figure instantly became blurred and disappeared into the air, leaving only a pool of black and red poisonous blood with black gas.
As he left, the poisonous gas remaining in the room completely dissipated.
Dean walked over, picked up the ring with the aura of Pestilence on the ground, and held it in his hand, but his expression was not at all relaxed.
Bai Haorui sheathed his sword, walked to the window and looked out at the empty yard, frowning. "He said 'it's too late', what's too late?"
Castiel gasped and leaned against the wall, his face turning pale. "I... I seem to have heard of this. Niveus Pharmaceuticals, a new type of swine flu vaccine will be distributed nationwide next week. I thought it was a common vaccine..."
"Swine flu?" Sam's heart skipped a beat and he immediately reacted, "No, he is Horseman Pestilence. There must be something wrong with the vaccine."
Dean clenched the ring tightly, his knuckles turning white. "Go back first. Meet Bobby to find out about this matter."
It was completely dark, and there was only a dim lamp on in the living room.
On the table was the third ring that had just been obtained, war, Famine, and Pestilence. The three rings were placed side by side, glowing with a cold metallic luster. The four people sat around the table, and the atmosphere was not relaxed at all. The wind outside the window was whining, slapping the glass, like countless hands scratching.
"It counts as a win after all, right?" Bobby picked up the beer and took a sip, trying to lighten the mood, "I won a ring in one afternoon, which is quite efficient."
"What won?" Dean frowned and tapped the Pestilence ring with his fingertips. "Horseman Pestilence said in the end, 'It's too late'. I always felt that he had a backup plan, maybe he hid a bomb somewhere." He looked at Bobby, his tone was a little urging, "So you'd better have some real good news to tell us."
Bobby put down the beer bottle, tapped the table with his fingertips, and his face became solemn. "Chicago is about to disappear from the map. A once-in-a-thousand-year storm will trigger a series of natural disasters, and three million people will die."
Castiel frowned, with a puzzled look on his face. "I really don't understand what kind of good news you think this is. What kind of good news is three million people dead?"
"The point is," Bobby moved forward and tapped the weather satellite image on the table with his fingertips. The storm cyclone on the image was so weird that it did not conform to the meteorological laws, "Death Horseman will be there. As long as we stop him before he causes a storm and get his ring--"
"That's easy to say." Dean interrupted him and leaned back on the chair, "That's the top of Death Horseman. Four Horsemen."
"I'm just trying to be nice." Bobby shrugged.
Bai Haorui leaned back in the chair, rubbed his chin with his fingers, and pondered, "Death Horseman is different from the other three. War is driven by anger, Famine is nourished by greed, and Pestilence is spread by fear, but death... is the rule itself."
"Lucifer." Sam,"Did Lucifer control him?"
"Nine times out of ten." Bai Haorui nodded, "When Horseman of War retreated before, he also mentioned 'Lucifer's order'. Four Horsemen must have been bound by Lucifer's spell, and did not follow him sincerely."
Sam has been staring at the map on the table. After hearing this, he raised his head and looked at Bobby, with doubts in his eyes. "By the way, Bobby, how did you find this? Death Horseman's whereabouts are so secretive that even angels can't find them."
Bobby's eyes flickered, he touched his nose, and his tone was a little unnatural. "Well... I've found some help."
"Don't be modest, I've been of great help."
A joking voice suddenly came from the door.
Crowley was leaning against the door frame, wearing a custom-made black suit, with two buttons open at the collar of his shirt, his leather shoes were polished so that a figure could be seen, and his hair was combed to a shiny finish. He had a cynical smirk on his lips, shrewdness and calculation in his eyes, his steps were as light as a cat, and he walked in slowly.
He looked at Bobby, and his smile became even worse, "Go on, tell them, there is nothing to be ashamed of."
Dean and Sam were both stunned and looked at Bobby. Bai Haorui also sat up straight and frowned.
"Bobby? Tell us what?" Sam asked.
Bobby sighed, leaned back in the chair, and said with a broken face, "The world is going to be destroyed. It's too stupid to worry about a mere soul."
Dean stood up suddenly, the chair making a harsh sound on the floor, "You sold your soul?!"
"More like a pawn." Crowley walked to the table, picked up a ring and weighed it, his tone was casual as if he was chatting about the weather, "I plan to return it to him intact."
"Then give it back to him now!" Dean stared at Crowley, his tone was strong, and his whole body was tense, as if he was about to take action in the next second.
"I will."
"Pay it back now!"
Sam suddenly came over and asked Dean in a low voice, "Did he kiss him?"
"Sam!" Dean glared at him.
"I'm just curious." Sam shrugged.
"No!" Bobby's face turned dark and he retorted loudly, his beard standing up in anger.
Crowley suddenly took out his phone and turned on the screen. On the screen was a photo of him and Bobby kissing.
Bobby was so angry that he almost jumped up, grabbed the screwdriver on the table and threw it away. "Why are you taking pictures?!"
"Who told you to stick out your tongue?" Crowley put away the phone, looked innocent, turned sideways and easily avoided the screwdriver.
Bai Haorui looked at Bobby's face that was red with anger, and felt funny and angry at the same time.