"Am I an ordinary human being?" Bai Haorui glanced sideways at him, the lavender Lotus Seal between his brows lit up with a faint purple light, and it disappeared in an instant, "My method is gentler than your violent method. The disadvantage is that it consumes my soul."
"Really?" Dean grabbed his arm, his tone full of surprise, "Are you sure?"
"Well." Bai Haorui gently broke away from his hand and looked at Sam, "There is no need to torture the child in exchange for information."
Sam pursed his lips and said nothing, which was regarded as acquiescence. In his heart, he actually felt that there was no need to go to such trouble, but since Bai Haorui had spoken, he would not refute - after all, there was no need to refute his face on such a trivial matter.
Bai Haorui walked up to Aaron, squatted down, and looked at the boy's level.
His tone was usually cold, but now he deliberately lowered his voice, as if he was afraid of scaring the child. "Don't be afraid, close your eyes and relax. You'll be fine soon, it won't hurt."
Aaron looked up into his eyes.
This man's eyes were very calm, like a deep pool. Although there was no warmth in his eyes, he felt inexplicably reassured.
The boy nodded and closed his eyes obediently. There were tears hanging on his long eyelashes, shaking slightly.
Bai Haorui raised his right hand, his fingertips hanging an inch above the boy's forehead without touching the skin.
The lavender Lotus Seal between his eyebrows slowly lit up, and a very thin trace of light golden original power flowed out from Lotus Seal, covering Aaron's forehead along the fingertips. The power was very soft, like warm water exposed to the sun in spring, slowly seeping into the skin, warm and without any discomfort.
Bai Haorui's Divine Sense followed the original power and penetrated into the depths of the boy's soul. He walked very carefully, as if he was afraid of breaking something, carefully avoiding the core soul of Aaron, and only wandered along the edge of the soul, looking for the mark left by the angel.
He could feel that Aaron's soul was very clean, with the purity and translucence unique to a child, like an unpolished crystal. Only the piece on the chest was branded with a faint angel emblem, with the burning feeling of holy power, embedded in the surface of the soul, not deep but very stubborn.
Bai Haorui's Divine Sense gently covered the mark and slowly analyzed the aura on it.
The whole process lasted only ten seconds. Aaron just frowned slightly, as if having a slightly uncomfortable dream, and moved his lips, but he didn't feel any pain at all.
Bai Haorui took back his hand and stood up. His face turned a little pale and his breathing was slightly short.
Detecting angel-level imprints was more energy-intensive than he expected. With his Half-Step Refining Spirit and Returning to Emptiness cultivation level, it was actually a bit strenuous, and his soul felt faintly empty.
"How's it going?" Dean hurriedly stepped forward and asked in a low voice, fearing to disturb the boy.
"Cass, do you recognize this pattern?" Bai Haorui's voice was slightly hoarse. He walked up to Castiel, and with a faint aftertaste of holy power on his fingertips, he touched his eyebrows.
A very faint scent of imprint passed along the fingertips.
Castiel frowned suddenly and opened his eyes wider, as if he couldn't believe it. "Balthazar. I thought he died in the war."
"What? Your friend?"
"Very good friends." Castiel said in a very complicated tone, "We have fought together and been through life and death many times."
"Your old comrade-in-arms is now a crossroads demon? He's even deceiving children's souls." Dean couldn't help complaining, "Okay, Balthazar. Thanks Haorui, he's much better than some violent angels."
As he spoke, he glanced at Castiel in a meaningful way.
As soon as he finished speaking, a strong wind suddenly blew in the room.
The window glass "buzzed" as if something was pressing down from the outside. The newspapers on the wall were blown loudly, and several corners were rolled up. A strong and malicious holy force came from outside the house, and it was so heavy that it made people's chest feel tight.
"Be careful!"
Bai Haorui shouted low, waved his left hand, and five Five Emperor Coins flew out from his sleeves, forming an arc in the air. Pale golden Gang Qi poured out of the copper coins, forming a translucent shield that blocked everyone.
"Bang!"
There was a loud noise, and the window in the living room shattered, and glass shards were splashed all over the floor.
An angel with wings on his back rushed in from the window, and the wind brought by his wings overturned the cup on the coffee table. In his hand was a milky-white holy light sword, and the holy power flowed on the sword, and he struck at Castiel without saying a word.
This is a typical angel warrior, with neat and sharp gray-white wings, a stern face, and undisguised murderous intent in his eyes - he is the subordinate of Raphael, chasing the traces of Castiel's holy power.
Castiel dodged sideways, and the lightsaber struck the floor. With a "click" sound, a deep groove opened in the concrete floor, and dust flew everywhere. The two of them fought each other instantly, and the shock wave of the collision of the holy energy caused the picture frames on the wall and the ornaments on the shelves to fall down and shatter into pieces.
That angel's fighting power is not weak, and his moves are fierce and focused on the key points.
Castiel was already suffering from internal injuries, so he was at a disadvantage for a moment. He could only barely block and retreat further and further back.
"Raphael's dog." Castiel gritted his teeth, his arm was grazed by the lightsaber, and there was a burning pain, "I must have been followed when I answered your call."
The angel laughed ferociously, flapped his wings fiercely, and flew several holy blades towards Castiel. His peripheral vision swept over Sam and Dean next to him, with undisguised murderous intent - in the eyes of the Raphael faction, all humans who hindered Apocalypse should die.
Dean was just about to take out the gun on his back when he saw Bai Haorui move.
He stepped out of Heavenly Gang Steps, his body moved sideways like running water, and his right hand pressed on the hilt of the mahogany sword behind him.
The first step is to step on "Dubhe".
The left foot landed firmly, and the whole body True Gang instantly surged. A layer of purple-gold arrogance rose half a foot high from the body. The wooden floor under his feet made a slight "crack" sound, and dust spread along the surroundings along with the arrogance.
The second step is to step on "Merak".
He followed up with his right foot, turned sideways, and the mahogany sword came out of its sheath half an inch with a "choking" sound. Pure Yang True Fire spread along the blade. The Three-Five Evil-Slaying Talisman letters engraved on the sword lit up one by one, emitting a warm golden-red halo, and there was a faint smell of burnt smell in the air.
The third step is to step on "Phecda".
He walked another half foot forward, made a hand gesture with his left hand, and the five Five Emperor Coins suspended in the air suddenly changed direction, spread out according to the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, and landed in the five corners of the room.
"Sleepy!"
Bai Haorui let out a low drink and pressed down with his five fingers.
Five copper coins lit up at the same time, and five golden light pillars fell from the sky. Fine golden light threads were connected between the light pillars, forming an upside-down bowl-shaped barrier, which just trapped the angel inside.
The angel flapped his wings violently and wanted to teleport, but found that the surrounding space was firmly locked, and even the movement of the holy power was stagnant, as if he was stuck in the mud.
"Human Warlock?" The angel was shocked and angry, staring at Bai Haorui outside the barrier, "You dare to interfere with Heaven's affairs? Are you tired of living?"
Bai Haorui didn't answer, and continued to step forward. In a flash, he arrived in front of the barrier, so fast that only a purple-gold afterimage remained.
He held the mahogany sword with both hands, and the purple-gold flames on the sword rose two feet high, and slashed diagonally at the angel's wings - Evil-Slaying Form.
The sword was fast and accurate, and the blade cut through the air with a sharp whistle. The angel hurriedly raised the Holy Light Sword to block. There was a loud "clang" sound, and the Holy Light Sword was violently shaken. Pure Yang True Fire spread along the lightsaber, like a gangrene attached to the bone, burning the source of the Holy Power.
"Ah--" the angel let out a scream, his arm was burned by True Fire, and golden holy blood seeped out.
"Tiny trick!" The angel gritted his teeth and used all his strength to activate his holy power, trying to shake off the True Fire on his body, but the flame was very sticky and the more he struggled, the more intense it burned.
Bai Haorui flipped his wrist, drew the sword in an arc, and thrust out the second sword immediately, with the tip pointed directly at the holy core of the angel's heart.
This sword used clever force and penetrated through the gaps in the opponent's defense, so fast that only a purple-gold afterimage was left.
The angel hurriedly turned sideways, and the tip of the sword scraped across his ribs, bringing up a string of golden sparks. The holy blood splashed on the barrier wall, making a "sizzling" sound.
Before he could react, Bai Haorui's left hand had already formed the word "fight", and Nine-Syllable Mantra's Gang Qi burst out from the fingertips, hitting the angel's chest.
"Bang!"
The angel statue was hit by a heavy hammer and hit the barrier wall hard. A mouthful of golden holy blood spurted out and sprinkled on the ground, burning small craters.
Bai Haorui doesn't give the other party any chance to breathe.
The center of his eyebrows Lotus Seal suddenly lit up, and a pinpoint-sized purple fire flew out from Lotus Seal, slowly drifting towards the angel.
The fire seemed very slow, but it blocked all angles for the angel to dodge.
"What kind of fire is this?!" The angel's pupils shrank suddenly, with extreme fear on his face, and his voice changed tone, "Impossible! How can humans have such a powerful fire!"
He flapped his wings desperately, and the holy power exploded with all his strength, trying to shatter the barrier and escape, but Five Elements Confinement Array was moved by Bai Haorui's soul and remained motionless.
The purple fire fell on the angel's shoulder and spread instantly. The flame did not burn the flesh, but penetrated directly into the body and burned the soul. The angel let out a heart-rending scream, and the body became transparent at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the wings gradually faded away.
In just three seconds, the whole person and wings turned into a plume of smoke. Even the sacred core was burned cleanly, and the soul could not escape back to Heaven.
The wind stopped.
The only sound left in the room was the sound of broken glass falling from the window sill, and the faint smell of burning in the air.
Dean looked at it happily. "Haorui, you are getting more and more fierce. Are you going to burn it off?"
Sam stood nearby with complicated eyes.
He knew that Bai Haorui's strength was growing rapidly, but he didn't expect that it had reached this point - killing regular angel warriors without even using three moves.
Castiel also looked shocked.
He was very aware of the combat power of Raphael's regular soldiers, who could stand alone on the battlefield of Heaven, yet they were killed by Bai so cleanly and neatly, without even their souls escaping.
Bai Haorui accepted the peach wood sword and Five Emperor Coins, his expression
Calm, but my breathing is still a little unsteady.
"Kill one of the enemy's men and you will lose one." He smiled and said in a very light tone, "Next, look for Balthazar. He should be in the town."
"Raphael? That was Raphael just now?" Dean was a little confused, "Wait a minute, what's going on? Don't wait to tell us later, let's make it clear now. What Raphael, what Heaven are fighting?"
"It's very simple." Castiel said solemnly, "Raphael and his followers want to rule Heaven. I and many other people believe that he must not be allowed to take power - he is an extreme traditionalist, and once he takes power, it will be a devastating disaster."
"You mean...Heaven is in the civil war?" Dean's eyes widened.
"Strictly speaking, yes." Castiel nodded, "So we must find Balthazar and the weapons in his hands before Raphael. Whoever masters those Heaven weapons has a greater chance of winning the war."
"What will happen if Raphael wins? What does he want to do?"
"End this story according to the original script."
Dean was stunned for two seconds before reacting. "You mean... the one we messed up Apocalypse?"