Tamara collapsed on the ground, exhausted, and tears burst out again. She looked at Walter Rosen's body and murmured, "This is for Isaac, you can rest in peace."
Bai Haorui silently walked to the corner, sat down cross-legged, and started running "Three Altars Body-Tempering True Fire Art". In the actual battle at the bar just now, he absorbed a small amount of the evil spirit of the devil. Although these breaths are weak, they may also affect True Fire The purity of. He closed his eyes and guided True Fire to circulate in his body, wrapping up the evil spirits, slowly burning and purifying them. He could clearly feel that these evil spirits were flowing in Under the burning of True Fire, it gradually turns into pure energy and blends into True Fire seeds, making the seeds more plump. However, during the transformation process, the meridians will have a slight tingling. This is a normal phenomenon and can be resolved by extending the breath adjustment time. He is I silently calculated in my heart that according to this progress, after a few more actual battles, I should be able to gather the second True Fire seed and enter the second level of [True Fire Foundation Establishment Realm] "Hundred Meridians Channeling Fire·Pulse Refining and Sutra Refining".
The woods in the middle of the night were silent, with only the rustling of the leaves in the wind and the occasional chirping of insects in the distance, which seemed particularly deep and terrifying. Everyone in the safe house was a little tired and rested on their chairs. Only Bai Haorui was still meditating and adjusting his breath. The golden light between his eyebrows flickered, reflecting on his calm face.
Suddenly, a crying voice came from outside the safe house door, breaking the silence. The voice was weak and trembling, but it clearly reached everyone's ears. "Tamara... save me... I'm still alive... I'm in so much pain... come and save me..."
It's the voice of Isaac!
Tamara opened her eyes suddenly, her eyes full of surprise and disbelief. She stood up almost immediately, her body trembling slightly with excitement. She rushed to the door, her footsteps eager and panicked, and kept shouting, "Isaac! Is it you? Are you still alive? Where are you? I'm here to save you!"
"Wait!" Sam hurriedly grabbed her arm with great force, almost crushing her Bones, "This may be a trap. Isaac is already dead. We saw him die with our own eyes. There is no way he can be resurrected! This must be a trick of the devil. They want to lure you out and then kill you!"
"No, that's his voice, I won't hear it wrong!" Tamara was emotional and tried hard to break free from Sam's hand. His eyes were full of stubbornness and hope. "I will never forget his voice. He is still alive. I have to save him! Even if it is a trap, I will go!"
Bobby wanted to stop him, but it was too late. Tamara pushed open the door and rushed into the darkness outside without hesitation. His voice was crying and urgent, "Isaac! Where are you? Tell me quickly!"
"I'm here... in the woods... I'm so cold... it hurts..." The voice came from the depths of the woods, carrying a faint breath, as if it would disappear at any time.
Tamara ran in the direction of the sound. It was dark at night, and the branches in the woods scratched her skin, leaving streaks of blood, but she was completely unaware of it. She only had one thought in her mind, that is, to find Isaac and rescue him. But when she ran to Where the voice came from, only a familiar corpse was seen - that was Isaac. There was a hideous wound on his chest, which was left when he was killed by Demon of Wrath before. The corpse had begun to stiffen, and there was still a painful expression on his face.
"Isaac..." Tamara's voice was choked, and tears welled up again. She slowly knelt down and stretched out her hand, wanting to touch his cheek, her fingertips trembling with a trace of last hope.
At this moment, Isaac's corpse suddenly opened its eyes. His eyes were dark, without a trace of white, and the corners of his mouth raised a weird smile unique to the devil. He suddenly stretched out his hand, at an alarming speed, and grabbed Tamara's throat. His fingers were filled with black demonic energy and were as sharp as sharp claws. "Stupid woman, do you really think he is still alive? Your sadness is so delicious!"
"I knew you weren't him!" A trace of determination flashed in Tamara's eyes. She had already been prepared and swerved aside, narrowly avoiding this fatal blow. She pulled out a wooden stake from her waist, which she had prepared long ago, and it was smeared with holy water. She stabbed the heart of Isaac's corpse with her backhand without hesitation. The wooden stake penetrated deeply, and black evil energy poured out crazily from the wound.
She chanted the exorcism spell quickly in her mouth, her voice firm and angry. "I know you are not him, all devils deserve to die! Isaac's revenge, I will avenge it now!"
The moment the stake was pierced, a large amount of black demonic energy overflowed from Isaac's corpse. Along with a shrill scream, the demonic energy gradually dissipated in the air. Isaac's corpse lost movement again and completely turned into a cold corpse.
Tamara let go of his hand and collapsed on the ground. Looking at Isaac's body, tears burst out again. This time, it was sadness, relief, and the emptiness after revenge.
When everyone in the safe house arrived, they saw this scene. Dean looked at Tamara's sad look, thinking of his father, the demon hunters who sacrificed in the past, and that he only had one year left to live. He thought silently, "No matter what, I can't let Sam experience this kind of pain, and I can't let him be sad for me."
Sam looked at the scene in front of him, and his guilt deepened. He thought of Madison, those who had suffered misfortune because of him, and Dean's contract, and he became more determined to "break the contract". He secretly vowed that no matter what the cost, he would find a way to break the contract, and he must let Dean survive.
Bai Haorui stood aside, with a trace of True Fire always condensed on his fingertips. After the actual battle just now, he found that he was more skilled in controlling "Fingertip Fire Gathering Technique" and could induce True Fire in an instant without having to recite the mantra silently. He could feel the in his Dantian. The True Fire seeds were more stable than before, and they were one step closer to the condensation of the second True Fire seeds. Looking at Tamara, he felt a surge of complex emotions in his heart. The road to hunting demons had always been like this, full of pain, sacrifice and despair, but they still persisted, for protection, revenge, and survival.
In the early hours of the morning, a hint of fish belly white appeared on the horizon, but it still couldn't dispel the darkness and cold in the woods. The door of the safe house was suddenly slammed open with a loud "bang", and the door panel hit the wall heavily, splintering sawdust. A strong sinister aura poured in, stronger than ever before, causing the temperature in the room to instantly drop to freezing point, and a thick layer of white frost condensed on the wall.
The five demons of arrogance, rage, greed, laziness, and lust stood side by side at the door, their eyes full of murderous intent and anger. The demonic aura on their bodies was stronger than before, obviously becoming more violent because of the death of Demon of Envy. "You killed our companion, and today, you will all die here and be buried with him!" Demon of Pride said coldly, with a biting chill in his voice.
"It seems you haven't given up yet." Dean immediately picked up the shotgun, the holy water was ready, and stared at the demon in front of him, ready for battle.
"Kill our companions, do you think you can leave alive?" Demon of Pride sneered and rushed in first, at an astonishing speed, leaving a black afterimage.
Bai Haorui had been prepared for a long time. He had previously arranged an improved "Fire Gathering Array" around the safe house - three Scarlet Yang Talisman were arranged in a triangle to induce the yang energy of heaven and earth to form a barrier. This was based on "" Three Altars Body-Tempering True Fire Art"'s "Yang Gathering Array" was improved and specially used to deal with evil things. Demon of Sloth rushed to the front. It was eager to complete the task and wanted to return to Hell as soon as possible, but it didn't pay attention to the talisman under its feet and stepped on it.
In an instant, the golden Yang energy burst out from the spell, forming a transparent barrier, trapping Demon of Sloth in the middle. The Yang energy burned its body, making a sizzling sound. It struggled in pain and screamed miserably. The body was constantly twisted and deformed under the burning of Yang energy, but it could not break free from the shackles of the barrier. "No! Let me go! What the hell is this!"
"Well done!" Bobby immediately rushed over, took out the manuscript of the exorcism spell, and started chanting it quickly. Demon of Sloth's body twitched violently, and the black evil energy continued to leak out, and soon turned into a wisp of black smoke, and he was successfully exorcised.
Demon of Lust once again stared at Dean, twisting his body enchantingly, walking towards him step by step, with charming eyes and fatal temptation in his voice. "You only have one year left to live, why not live happily with me and enjoy it before you die? It's better than being in Hell, isn't it?"
"Go away!" Dean's eyes were cold, but he suddenly showed a playful smile. He deliberately slowed down his movements and said with a hint of frivolity in his tone, "Want to be happy? Okay, come with me. I'll let you experience what true happiness is." He turned around and walked towards the bathroom, his steps deliberately slow.
Demon of Lust thought he was moved, with a proud smile on his face, and immediately followed him, completely unaware of the killing intent in Dean's eyes. As soon as he walked into the bathroom, Dean suddenly turned around, his eyes instantly turned cold, he grabbed Demon of Lust's shoulders with both hands, and pressed her forcefully into the bathtub filled with holy water. "Go to hell Hell and be happy!"
The holy water boiled instantly, with white foam rising. Demon of Lust struggled wildly in the bathtub, letting out a shrill scream. His body gradually melted in the holy water, and his skin festered and disappeared bit by bit, eventually turning into a wisp of black smoke and dissipating in the air.
At the same time, the three demons of arrogance, rage, and greed besieged Sam. Demon of Pride was extremely fast, constantly wandering around Sam, launching surprise attacks from time to time, with black magic energy on its fingertips, and deadly moves; Demon of Wrath's power was astonishing, and each punch brought a whistling sound, causing the ground to vibrate slightly, and small pits appeared on the concrete floor; Demon of Greed tried to pollute Sam with demonic energy, and black energy threads continued to wrap around, trying to invade his body and control his mind.
Although Sam has good fighting skills and has experienced countless battles, he quickly fell into a disadvantage when faced with the siege of three high-level demons. He was unable to dodge and was punched in the chest by Demon of Wrath. With a muffled "bang" sound, he felt as if his ribs were broken. The pain was unbearable. With a muffled groan, he flew backwards and hit the wall hard, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Demon of Pride took the opportunity to step forward and stepped on his chest with such force that Sam could hardly breathe. He lowered his head, his eyes full of disdain and ridicule. "The legendary Boy King, that's all. You have powerful power hidden in your body, but you don't dare to use it. It's really ridiculous. Why not join us and become a member of the devil, so that you can have endless life and save your brother, why not?"
Sam's eyes turned red, and the demon blood in his body began to stir under the pressure and the temptation of Demon of Pride. A powerful force wanted to break through the restraints and burst out. He could feel that force rushing through his body, wanting to destroy everything and kill the demon in front of him. He gritted his teeth and used all his strength to resist the temptation of the demon blood. He was afraid that once he lost control, he would never be able to change back to his original self, and would become the monster he hated most.
But his body was getting weaker and weaker. The severe pain in his chest made him almost unable to breathe. Demon of Pride's feet continued to exert force. His consciousness began to blur. He was about to be severely injured by the three demons, and he might even be controlled.
At this moment, the window of the safe house was suddenly smashed, with a "crash" and glass shards flying everywhere. A red figure broke in like lightning. The movement was too fast to be seen clearly, and only a red afterimage could be seen shuttled through the room. It was a woman, wearing a red leather jacket, a black T-shirt underneath, a pair of jeans, and a pair of black boots. She held a strange-shaped dagger in her hand, with a faint red light flashing on the dagger, which looked extremely sharp.
Without saying a word, she rushed straight towards Demon of Pride, her speed exceeding the limit of human beings. Before Demon of Pride even had time to react, she grabbed its hair and stabbed its heart with precision with the dagger. The movements were clean and neat, without any sloppiness.
The ridicule on Demon of Pride's face froze instantly, and his body stiffened for a few seconds. Black demonic energy poured out from the wound crazily. Before it could even let out a scream, it turned into a wisp of black smoke, and the soul disappeared, without even leaving the host's body.
Fury and Demon of Greed were stunned for a moment, obviously stunned by this sudden change. Before they could react, the woman had turned around and swung the dagger again, as fast as lightning, with a sound of breaking the air. She first turned sideways to avoid Demon of Wrath's fist, and then the dagger pierced its heart; then, her toes touched the ground, and her body rose into the air to avoid Demon of Greed's demonic attack. The dagger went down from top to bottom and pierced Demon of Greed's head.
The same scene was repeated, and the two demons turned into black smoke and dissipated in the air before they even had time to scream.
The whole process took less than ten seconds, and three powerful high-level demons were killed instantly, cleanly and without leaving any traces.
Sam lay on the ground in shock, gasping for air. The sharp pain in his chest made him frown, but he still stared at the woman in front of him. She wiped the blood on the dagger, raised her head, her eyes were cold and mysterious, as if what she had just killed was not three powerful demons, but three insignificant ants.
"Who are you?" Sam asked with difficulty, his voice hoarse due to weakness.
The woman glanced at him, without any warmth in her eyes, as if she was looking at a stranger. "The person who saved your life." Her voice was cold and without any emotion. After speaking, her eyes stayed on Sam for a moment, as if she was evaluating something or confirming something.. Then, she turned her gaze to Bai Haorui in the corner. When she saw the golden light flowing steadily between his eyebrows, her pupils shrank slightly, and a complex light flashed in her eyes - surprise, fear, and a trace of imperceptible exploration, as if she had discovered something interesting.
Bai Haorui was also looking at her, Spiritual Sense Detection Technique was spreading with all his strength, but he couldn't see through her aura. The aura was very strange. It was neither pure devilish yin, nor human yang, nor the holiness of an angel, but a complex aura mixed with various energies, which made in his Dantian. The True Fire seeds were slightly restless, sending out a strong warning signal, and he felt a strong sense of vigilance in his heart. He gripped the mahogany sword tightly, and the True Fire on his fingertips condensed again, and he was ready to fight at any time - this woman's strength was unfathomable, and the way she just killed three high-level demons in one instant was beyond the capabilities of ordinary demon hunters.
The woman didn't say another word, or even glance at Dean and Bobby. She turned around and jumped out of the window. Her figure was as light as a ghost and disappeared deep into the woods in an instant, leaving only a faint smell of blood and some special energy fluctuations in the air.
"Who is she?" Dean came over, stretched out his hand to help Sam, his expression serious. He had lived for so long, hunted demons for so many years, and had never seen such a powerful and mysterious woman. Her appearance made the already complicated situation even more confusing.
No one knew the answer, but everyone understood that the appearance of this woman brought new variables and heralded a more dangerous challenge to come. Bai Haorui looked at the direction in which the woman disappeared, and the golden light between his eyebrows flashed faster. He could feel that this woman was inextricably linked to Hell, and her purpose was definitely not simple.
In the open space on the outskirts, the bonfire was burning brightly, and the dancing flames illuminated the surrounding darkness, dispelling some of the chill. Everyone carried the corpse of the host possessed by the devil to the fire, and True Fire condensed on the fingertips of Bai Haorui. With a slight tap, the flames instantly surged and turned into a golden tongue of fire, swallowing the corpse. He ran "Three Altars Body-Tempering True Fire Art" to guide True Fire flowed slowly along the surface of the corpse, ensuring that the remaining demonic aura on the corpse could be completely purified without leaving any hidden dangers. Then, he took out a handful of salt from his backpack and sprinkled it evenly into the flames. The salt made a slight crackling sound when it met the fire, intertwined with the sound of the burning flames - this is the standard process for demon hunters to deal with corpses, to prevent demons from possessing them again, and it can also be regarded as the last respect for the deceased.
Tamara looked at the burning corpse, and the sorrow in her eyes was gradually replaced by determination. She knew that Isaac's revenge had not been fully avenged. Although five Seven Deadly Sins Demons had been eliminated, two were still at large. She must continue on the path of hunting demons until all the demons were eliminated. Kill them all. "I will continue to hunt the remaining demons and avenge Isaac," she turned to the three of them and said, "Thank you for your help. If there is need in the future, I will contact you." After saying that, she shouldered the shotgun, turned around resolutely, and her figure gradually disappeared deep into the woods, leaving only a lonely and determined back.
The Impala car is driving on the road, the roar of the engine, the sound of tires rubbing against the ground, and the classic rock music of AC/DC, intertwined together to form a familiar noise, but it still cannot cover up the silence in the car. That silence is so heavy that it makes people breathless.
"Let's go to Louisiana," Sam suddenly spoke, breaking the dead silence in the carriage. His voice was eager and his eyes were full of expectation, "There is a voodoo priest there. Rumor has it that he is proficient in various taboo spells. Maybe he can break the contract and save your life."
Dean's face instantly darkened, as if a basin of cold water had been poured on him. He suddenly turned his head to look at Sam and said firmly, "No!"
"Why not?" Sam's emotions suddenly became excited. He slammed the steering wheel and the car shook slightly, "Now it's my turn to save you, but you let me watch helplessly? Dean, tell me, why is this?" His voice was trembling with anger, confusion, and deep grievance.
"That's different!" Dean retorted, his voice rising a bit, and his chest heaving violently. "The contract stipulates that whoever dares to touch the Crossroads Demon will die! I can't let you take risks, and I can't let you lose your life because of me!" His eyes were full of pain and struggle. He would rather die than Sam be harmed in any way.
"Adventure? I don't care!" Sam shouted, with a hoarse voice and red eyes, "You are my brother, my only relative, and I will never let you die! Even if Hell is going to kill you, I will go with you!"
"Sam, I'm tired." Dean's voice suddenly became tired, as if all his strength had been drained away. He leaned on the seat, his eyes full of despair, looking at the rapidly retreating scenery outside the window, and a bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "The demon hunter is here I have done enough work, I really have done enough. Ever since I can remember, I have been running around with my father, killing demons and hunting monsters, and I have never had a peaceful life. Now there is only one year left, and I don't want to bother anymore. I might as well kill the demons quickly and enjoy the rest of the time. Even if I die, I will die happily."
Sam looked at the fatigue and hidden despair in Dean's eyes, and the anger in his heart gradually extinguished, leaving only heartache. He knew that Dean didn't not want to live, but he didn't dare to face it, he didn't dare to face that he only had one year left to live, he didn't dare to face the horror of Hell, and he didn't dare to face losing each other. The pain. He was silent for a long time, and finally sighed, with a hint of compromise in his voice. "Okay, then go kill those bastards, create some chaos for Hell, and let them know that we Winchester Brothers are not easy to mess with." After he finished speaking, he started the Impala car, and the car continued to speed on the highway, heading towards an unknown distance.
The car drove onto the road, and the music of AC/DC sounded again, but the familiar melody was a little tragic. Bai Haorui was sitting in the back seat, running "Three Altars Body-Tempering True Fire Art" with his eyes closed, feeling the slightly stronger True Fire seeds in the Dantian - after this actual battle, the True Fire seeds were much fuller than before, and the second True Fire was far away. The seed is one step closer. He thought in his mind, "According to the progress of the technique, after a few more actual battles, we should be able to condense the second True Fire seed and enter [True Fire Foundation Establishment Realm] The second level of 'Hundred Meridians Channeling Fire·Pulse Refining and Meridian Refining', when the time comes, 'True Fire Slash' will be more powerful, and 'Spiritual Sense Detection Technique' will have a larger range."
Dean looked at the fleeting scenery outside the window, with a cynical smile on his lips, humming a few lyrics to the music from time to time, looking relaxed and at ease. But only he knew the despair and fear hidden deep in his eyes. He reached out and touched the dog tag on his chest, and then touched the amulet in his pocket. The warm breath of the talisman's residue came from his fingertips, which was The residual warmth of True Fire and the essence and blood filled his heart with a faint warmth. He prayed silently in his heart, hoping that in the last year, he could kill a few more demons, that Sam would be safe, and that Haorui would become stronger and stronger, so that even if he died, someone would be able to protect Sam.
Sam held the steering wheel with firm eyes, but he was shouting crazily in his heart, "There must be a way, I won't let you die." He looked at the profile of Dean on the co-pilot, and saw the exhaustion and despair in his eyes, and his heart became even more intense. Jia is determined to break the contract. He knows that this road is difficult and may even cost his life, but he will never give up. Even if he has to become the enemy of the entire Hell, even if he has to use the demon blood in his body, he will save his brother.
The car drove onto the road and disappeared in the afterglow of the setting sun, leaving a long rut. The shadow of Hell became thicker and thicker, and the appearance of Seven Deadly Sins was just the beginning.