Dean was completely frightened by Sam's state. He instantly put away all his cynicism, leaned forward, stretched out his hand to hold Sam's shoulders tightly, and felt Sam in his palm. was trembling, and his tone was full of worry and confusion. "Sammy, what's wrong with you? I've never seen you behave like this. Something must have happened to you that I don't know about! Tell me, what exactly happened?"
At this time, Bai Haorui has trained all his abilities so far - True Fire control, bare-handed combat, peach wood sword, ink pipe line, True Fire Mimicry - to the point where he can master them at his current level. The ultimate state of control. He stepped forward and firmly pressed Sam's trembling shoulders. The golden light between his eyebrows Nezha suddenly bloomed, the golden aura blended with the purple True Fire, and an inch thick purple True Fire The protective film instantly wrapped the two of them, and the gentle True Fire was like a warm current, slowly dispelling the despair and deathly silence in Sam's heart. Bai Haorui felt clear and clear in his heart. After a hundred cycles of practice, a hundred times of guarding, and a hundred times of persistence, he finally understood what True Fire Art said: Strength cannot save fate, but guarding can withstand despair. The skill has reached the fourth level of peak, and we are just waiting for something to change!
At this moment, Sam's eyes fell on the spice rack on the dining table, and his pupils suddenly shrank - the maple syrup that had always been in place in the cycle was replaced by strawberry syrup! This is the only variable in the hundred cycles! Waiter Ed·Cole man walked over with the coffee and gently placed the strawberry syrup on the table. The movement was natural, but it broke the fixed law of the cycle. Bai Haorui immediately started running True Fire sensed, Divine Sense probed towards Ed, and a ray of supreme divine fluctuation spread out from Ed. This breath was vast, sacred, and powerful, far beyond the world. All demons and ghosts have the same origin as the supreme aura of the "screenwriter" back then, with holiness and majesty. Bai Haorui knew in his heart: This is not evil, it is a god or an angel! The cycle is his layout, there is no malice, is it a trial?
After discovering the abnormal divine fluctuations in Ed, Bai Haorui gave Sam a look quietly. The two understood it and followed Ed quietly on the grounds of going to the toilet. They walked out of the main entrance of Dorothy's Diner together, followed the narrow path along the wall, and turned into the dark and narrow alley behind the restaurant.
The alley is so narrow that only two people can pass side by side. On both sides are old walls of peeling red bricks. The walls are covered with dry and black vines. The dead vines dig into the cracks of the bricks like ghost claws. When the wind blows, they fall into pieces. There are crushed cans and crumpled cans scattered on the ground. Waste paper, oil-stained plastic bags, and plastic trash cans were piled up in the corner. The smell of rancid food mixed with the strong smell of oil smoke was pungent and choking. The alley was blocked from the sun by the buildings on both sides, and it was as dark as an eternal night, with only the faint light coming from the cracks in the wall.
The despair, pain, and anger that had been accumulated for hundreds of cycles exploded in Sam's chest, and he could no longer suppress it. He pulled out the dagger violently, with a cold light, Sam's eyes were red, and the whites of his eyes were bloodshot. He rushed forward like a crazy animal, stepped in front of Ed, and pressed the dagger hard against the opponent's face. He pressed his neck against the cold brick wall, and the sharp tip of the knife instantly pierced the skin, oozing out bright red blood drops. He roared, his voice was like a broken gong, and every word was wrapped in the blood and tears of hundreds of reincarnations. "You are not Ed! Who are you?! It was you who caused the time loop! It was you who made Dean die a hundred times! You bastard!"
A bright golden light burst out suddenly, like a scorching sun falling into an alley, instantly illuminating the dark and cramped alley. The withered vines, garbage, and brick walls were all coated with a layer of sacred golden light! Ed's figure was violently distorted and deformed in the golden light, and his clothes, appearance, and body shape changed at a speed visible to the naked eye. But in an instant, Trickster appeared in floral shirts, ripped jeans, and a cynical smile on his lips. His true body was completely revealed. He leaned lazily against the brick wall without struggling at all. He tilted his head and gently rubbed his fingertips over the small wound on his neck that was pierced by a branch. A playful smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and his tone was full of playfulness and ridicule. "Oh, I finally discovered it? The little hunter is quite clever. Are you still having fun after these hundred cycles? It's really fun to watch you cry, laugh, fight, live and die!"
Bai Haorui's eyes suddenly glowed with purple light, and he stepped forward violently, stepping forward like an arrow from a string, guarding Sam behind him! He raised the palm of his left hand upward, Pure Yang True Fire The protective film suddenly exploded, and the lavender True Fire spurted out from the palm of the hand, and instantly expanded into a half-foot-wide arc-shaped fire film. The fire film circulated with warm spiritual light, and firmly protected Sam like a glass cover, isolating the whole world. Cut the pressure; flip the right hand backhand, the ancient peach wood sword jumps out of the palm, the dark purple True Fire wraps around the sword body like magma, flowing crazily along the Three-Five Evil-Slaying Talisman characters on the sword body, the runes are True Fire lit up, glowing with a bright light intertwined with golden light and purple fire. The peach wood sword instantly turned into a Vulcan sword that burned evil and extinguished evil spirits. The raging purple fire was erratic and powerful, and the powerful pressure swept through the entire alley, shaking all the waste paper on the ground into the air!
He stared at the person in front of him, with True Fire and anger burning in his dark eyes, and asked in a deep voice, his voice resounding like gold and iron. "You rehearsed Dean a hundred times Death, letting him die miserably over and over again, crushing Sam's mind over and over again, just to force him to accept his fate, to force us to give in, to accept that Dean is destined to return to Hell The ending of E, right?" He was clear in his heart and knew that there was a huge difference in strength between himself and this person, but the training of hundreds of cycles and the protection engraved in the heart of the Tao left him with no choice at this moment - he would use this confrontation to give everything he had, and use all the strength, all the moves, and all True Fire he had trained in hundreds of reincarnations without reservation, to test the final results of these hundreds of trainings!
Trickster The amusement on his face gradually faded away, turning into cold and biting cruelty. He opened his thin lips lightly, and the truth he spoke was like thunder exploding in their ears, making their souls tremble. "I just think it's fun, by the way. Let me teach you a lesson - the contract between Dean and Hell is destined by heaven. He exchanged his soul for your life Sam. He only has one year left to live. There is no doubt that he will die. This is the iron law of Hell, the rule of heaven. No one can change it. This cycle is just a rehearsal for his death, allowing you to adapt to this despair in advance." After saying that, he lowered his eyes., her long eyelashes covered the emotions under her eyes, and she whispered a whisper that no one could hear, as light as dust in the wind. "Actually, there is no need to save him. How could he really not come back from Hell!"
"I will never accept it!" Sam broke down and yelled, struggling to break away from Bai Haorui's protective film, wanting to rush forward and fight Trickster, the madness in his eyes almost overflowed.
Bai Haorui Press Sam tightly, Gang Condensation Pill in the Dantian rotates to the extreme, purple fire rushes through the body like a tsunami, hundreds of cycles of tempering, the results of countless death-defying experiments, and all original practical skills explode at this moment!
His wrist suddenly flipped, and the mahogany sword pulled out three airtight nets of purple fire. The sword moves were no longer the basic slashing, stabbing, and sweeping, but the original sword moves developed with great effort and were blasted out in succession!
[Meteor Pierces the Sun Thrust] Strikes out first, crushes the gravel on the ground with his footsteps, and rushes forward like purple lightning. The tip of the sword True Fire is compressed into a purple light the size of a needle tip. It is so fast that only an illusory shadow is left, and it pierces Trickster's heart. The fire is condensed but not emitted, and it explodes just waiting for a hit;
The moment he stabbed into the air, his waist twisted violently, [Purple Flame Heaven-Burning Slash] slashed out in the air, True Fire gathered sword blades all over his body, the giant purple fire blade about ten feet long tore through the air, whizzed and slashed towards Trickster's neck, the fire blade burned the air, twisting the air in the alleyway;
Before the fire blade had dissipated, he raised the sword to the ground. [Flowing Cloud Chases the Moon Rising Slash] Purple fire wrapped around like flowing clouds, rolling towards Trickster's ankle. It was both a block and a counterattack, and the fire wave surged to block the escape route on the lower body;
Immediately after sweeping his wrist, [Blazing Across the Eight Wastelands Sweep] eight fire circles were superimposed layer by layer, forming a prairie fire field, covering Trickster's entire body within three feet. The purple fire was blazing, trapping everything in the fire!
The left hand moves in synchrony, the five fingers are loosened, and the three-foot-long purple fire whip shoots out of the air. The ink line is tempered by True Fire like a snake dancing wildly, and the original fire whip technique follows closely:
[Purple Lightning Whip Shadows] The nine whip shadows overlapped like purple lightning, lashing towards Trickster's shoulders, knees, and wrists, blocking all dodge angles;
[Coiling Dragon Soul-Locking Whip] The fire whip suddenly coiled into a coiled dragon shape, like a purple dragon locking its body, wrapping around Trickster's torso, trying to tie it tightly to the fire whip;
While being restrained remotely, Bai Haorui suddenly dropped his sword. The Taomu Sword was held up by True Fire and hovered in the air. His body flashed and turned into an afterimage, and he immediately launched his killing move in close combat!
True Fire's tempered body is as hard as fine steel. The right elbow condenses the brute force of the whole body and True Fire, [Mountain-Crushing Elbow Strike] smashes hard at the soft ribs on Trickster's waist. The elbow wind roars and can break bricks and stones;
Without retreating an inch, the left fist True Fire penetrates the body, [Stone-Splitting Inch Punch] hits the chest directly, the punch penetrates the body, and uses True Fire to disperse the opponent's breath;
With one wrong foot, [Dragon-Locking Leg] instantly locked Trickster's ankles, exerted force on his waist, and tried to throw him to the ground. Every move was precise and brutal, hitting the vital points of the human body, punching to the flesh, and causing wind in the elbows. True Fire's hard skills in body tempering were brought to the extreme!
At the moment of close combat, the golden light of Bai Haorui's eyebrows Nezha blends with True Fire, True Fire Mimicry is fully opened, and the four forms are instantly transformed, integrating attack, defense, auxiliary and control!
The purple True Fire was like lava spurting out, instantly turning into a three-foot Purple Flame Peregrine Falcon. The peregrine falcon had distinct wings, sharp claws like hooks, and a sharp beak glowing with purple fire. It circled and swooped, and its sharp claws grabbed Trickster's shoulders.
Several cross-river Dragon Fire Vine broke out of the ground. Their vine bodies had distinct segments and were as tough as iron. They wrapped around Bai Haorui's arms and peach wood sword. While increasing the attack power, they wrapped around Trickster's limbs like a fire python;
A side of Evil-Burning Fire Shield instantly condensed in front of him. A round shield with a diameter of one foot was as strong as fine steel, blocking the pressure emitted by Trickster. The surface of the shield burned with purple fire, and all the counterattack auras were resolved;
Finally, Bai Haorui pointed his finger in the air, and the hovering mahogany sword fell to the ground. The tip of the sword hit the ground fiercely, and True Fire exploded, turning into a giant purple flame fire lotus about ten feet high! The eight petals of the fire lotus rotated layer by layer, and each flower The petals are all composed of condensed True Fire. During the rotation, they set off a violent wave of fire, covering the entire alley in purple fire. The center of the fire lotus burst out with the power to burn the sky and destroy the earth, and crashed towards Trickster!
Sword moves, whip skills, melee combat, and mimicry all connected seamlessly and exploded in succession. The purple fire illuminated the dark alley. The dead vines were burned to ashes, the brick walls were scorched by the fire, the garbage on the ground was blown to pieces by the air waves, and the dust fell. The whole alley was filled with violent True Fire's power trembles slightly! Bai Haorui vividly displays all the strength, all the moves, and all the insights he has practiced for hundreds of cycles. Every move, every move, and every wisp of True Fire embodies his heart to protect the Tao!
But in the face of this devastating offensive, Trickster just swayed slightly, his steps were as ghostly as flowing clouds, and he dodged as easily as he was strolling. Meteor Pierces the Sun Thrust flew past his clothes, Purple Flame Heaven-Burning Slash split the brick wall beside him, and Purple Lightning Whip Shadows passed over his shoulder, the hand-to-hand combat could not even touch the corner of his clothes. The moment the fire lotus pressed down, he just took a step sideways and easily avoided all the power. He always wore a joking smile, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and allowed Bai Haorui to attack with all his strength without fighting back at all. The violent offensive in the entire alley was just a child-like play to him.
This duel, from beginning to end, was the ultimate testing ground for Bai Haorui's hundreds of trainings, and all his efforts and outbursts were taken over lightly by the monster in front of him.
Before the confrontation in the alley truly ended, an irresistible force of time and space suddenly swept across the audience. The moment the cycle was broken, the "Heat of the Moment" on the radio stopped abruptly, and the melody dissipated in the air, replaced by the soothing "Back in Time", the melody was gentle, but filled with endless sadness.
Sam suddenly opened his eyes and woke up from numbness. He stared at the radio for three seconds. His eyes turned from empty to ecstatic, and the light rekindled in his pupils. He jumped up suddenly and grabbed Dean's hand with such force that he almost crushed it. Bones of Dean shouted excitedly, with a crying voice and the relief of a hundred reincarnations, "It's Wednesday! Dean! It's Wednesday! The cycle is over! We are free! You don't have to die anymore!"
Dean was confused by Sam's excitement. He scratched his head and smiled, "Sammy, why are you acting weird today, but it sounds like a good thing. Come on Haorui, let's leave this broken town!"
But the heavy blow of fate is more cruel, more desperate, and more irreversible than a hundred cycles.
Dean had just stepped out of the hotel door and before he could stand firm, an ordinary customer in the restaurant suddenly pulled out a pistol without warning, pointed the black muzzle at Dean's chest, and without any warning or reason, pulled the trigger.
Bang!
The bullet accurately hit Dean's chest. This time, there was no fire film to block it, no cycle restart, and no chance to start over again. Dean's smile froze on his face, his body slowly fell, and fell heavily to the ground. His eyes dimmed quickly, his breathing stopped completely, his heart stopped beating, and blood poured out of his chest, staining the cement floor in front of the hotel door red.
This time, it was real death.
Sam collapsed on the ground, his knees hitting the concrete floor hard, leaving blood marks, but he was completely unconscious. The heart-rending roar echoed over the town, and his voice was so hoarse that he couldn't make a sound. Tears crazily fell on Dean's body, mixed with the blood, and completely collapsed. The hundredth cycle was over, Dean was dead and would not be resurrected.
Bai Haorui froze on the spot, his face was dumbfounded, he couldn't believe what he was seeing, his mind went blank, he urged all the True Fire like crazy, the True Fire in the dantian surged out without reservation, the purple True Fire soared three feet, straight into the sky, he didn't Xi burned his meridians and used True Fire to burn Dean's soul. He wanted to forcibly retain Dean's soul. At the same time, he took out Life-Extending Talisman from his arms, crushed it with his fingertips, burned the talisman, and activated the secret of life renewal. But there was an invisible, vast, and irresistible life. The power of luck suppressed True Fire like a mountain, and True Fire was instantly suppressed back to his Dantian. The technique backfired violently, causing severe pain as if his meridians were broken. He spat out a mouthful of blood and sprinkled it on Dean's body. True Fire's protective film instantly shattered and turned into Nothingness, Life-Extending Talisman also turned into fly ash, with no effect. Bai Haorui stirred up a storm in his heart, despair, anger, and unwillingness intertwined together: Fuck! How is it possible! Could it be that my butterfly wings flapped too many variables and disrupted fate, so that Dean really died!
The moment the blood on Dean's chest completely solidified and his body became completely cold, Sam's world suddenly collapsed into a seamless Purgatory.
During these days, the Bobby·Singer hunter warehouse always had lights on all night long. This old hunter with wrinkles on his face and calloused palms guarded the wooden house filled with books, maps, and demon-hunting weapons, and rummaged through the ancient angel books and Hell contracts handed down from the colonial period. I made a secret appointment, contacted all underground hunter bases in the United States, and called Sam, Dean, and Bai Haorui over and over again. The wine bottles emptied one after another, and the red bloodshot eyes never faded. He was the only anchor point for the two of them in the darkness, and he was also the elder who tried his best to bring them back.
There was no priest or guests at Dean's funeral. Sam used a shovel to dig up the soil and buried his brother's body in the pine forest on the outskirts of the town. There was no name on the tombstone. There was only a bare slate. He sat silently all night. The next morning, he wiped the mud off his face, got into the black Impala, stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and drove into the boundless darkness.
Sam used to be rational and cautious, and he relied on strategy and leeway when hunting ghosts; but now, his eyes are as cold as ten thousand years of ice, and there is no expression on his face, only the paranoia that destroys everything. He no longer uses his mobile phone, and no longer contacts anyone, and hunting monsters has turned into a self-destructive fight, using physical pain and paralyzing soul pain.
He followed the blood trail and broke into the abandoned meat factory of Pennsylvania, which was the lair of seven vampires. The dark and damp factory building was filled with dried flesh, and the smell of blood was pungent. The vampires swarmed up, their fangs glowing coldly, and their sharp claws clawed at his throat. Throat. Sam did not hide or retreat, but rushed forward to face the sharp claws - one vampire's fangs bit hard through his left arm, the skin and flesh were everted, and blood spurted out; the other's claws scratched his waist, leaving blood marks that were deep enough to see the bone.
He roared like a beast, and with his left hand, he clenched the vampire's head biting his arm. His knuckles turned white, and he broke off the vampire's fangs. The broken bones of his gums pierced his gums, and blood spurted out on his face. With his right hand, he took out the silver-handled hunting knife from his waist. He didn't use any moves, he just stabbed wildly, and cut the point with a barrel stab. The vampire's head, black blood splattered all over his body. The wound on his left arm was bleeding profusely. He just pulled off the T-shirt and tore the strip of cloth, tied it casually, tightened Bones, and continued to kill with the knife until all seven vampires' heads were moved. Then he slid down against the wall and sat down, looking at the wound on his left arm without any wavering in his eyes.
Returning to the rented basement apartment, the small space was dark and cramped, and the walls were covered with information collected from everywhere: blurry photos of Trickster, angel symbols, Hell contract inscriptions, news clippings, dense handwritten notes covering the walls, "Kill it", "Exchange for Dean", "Reverse the contract" When the words were blackened out repeatedly, the handwriting was as hideous as a ghost's handwriting. He lay on the table day and night, looking through ancient books, and drank cup after cup of coffee. He stayed up for three days and three nights, until he fainted due to hypoglycemia and collapsed on the ground, with bruises on his forehead. After waking up, he wiped off the blood and continued to study.
Bai Haorui didn't hesitate at all, using Sam's demon hunting trajectory as a clue, he traveled through United States's eastern states: New York's abandoned neighborhoods, He searched Virginia's mountain forests, Ohio's lakeside, every hunter stronghold, every evil haunted place, and every motel where Sam might stay.
He did not indulge in pain, but put all the abilities he had honed in hundreds of cycles into actual combat, hunting, practicing, and breaking through the realm at the same time. The soul forged by hundreds of cycles was as solid as a rock.
The misty forest of West Virginia persists all year round. A forest witch who controls wild beasts is entrenched here, feeding the wolves with the essence and blood of living people and killing passers-by. Bai Haorui Follow the trail. Entering, as soon as he stepped into the forest, Purple Flame Peregrine Falcon flew out from the palm of his hand. The three-foot-long peregrine falcon had sharp wings, hovered high in the sky for reconnaissance, and instantly locked onto the tree hole where the witch was hiding, and then walked over without hesitation.
The witch urged the wolves to kill, and more than a dozen giant wolves had white fangs. Bai Haorui flicked her left hand, and a three-foot-long purple fire whip shot out of the air, [Purple Lightning Whip Shadows] The nine whip shadows overlapped and struck the wolves, knocking over three giant wolves in an instant, and the fire burned the wolf fur; she held the peach wood sword in her right hand, [Purple Flame Heaven-Burning Slash] volleyed out, splitting the fog with Zhang Xu's fire blade, forcing back the witch's black magic flames. The witch recited a curse, and the tree roots broke through the soil and wrapped around his legs. Dragon Fire Vine crossed the river and gushed out from the palm of his hand in an instant. The tough fire vines wrapped around the tree roots, burning the roots with fire, completely disintegrating the witch's spell.
After getting close, he used the unarmed fighting skills he had mastered in the cycle, shattering the witch's bone staff with his fists, and hitting the witch's weak ribs with his elbows, without any delay. Finally, he used [World-Purifying Sparks] to purify the black magic resentment on the witch's body, causing her soul to fly away.
Ohio The dead lake was full of resentment. A dozen drowned people turned into water ghosts and dragged people into the water. The water ghosts pounced from the water, their sharp claws glowing with green and black corpse aura. Bai Haorui raised his palm, and Evil-Burning Fire Shield instantly unfolded, a round fire shield as strong as fine steel., blocking the sharp claws of the water ghosts, and the corpse energy will be burned when it encounters fire; then Dragon Fire Vine crosses the river and enters the water, binding all the water ghosts like a spiritual snake, dragging them out of the water; finally World-Purifying Sparks falls from the sky, dots of purple fire purify the resentment of the water ghosts, allowing the sinking souls to rest in peace.
During his training, he once again started the death-defying tempering mode: deliberately letting water ghosts scratch him and letting witches' witchcraft burn him, using True Fire to force out toxins and temper his skin and flesh; he actively absorbed the rich yin and evil energy from lakes, swamps and forests, refined it with True Fire, and tempered his Dantian Gang Condensation Pill.
In this endless actual combat and tempering, the meridians in the body shook violently, Pure Yang Body-Tempering Realm successfully broke through the fourth level, and successfully entered the fifth level·Muscle and Bone Forging Getting Started! True Fire is completely integrated with the muscles and bones of the whole body. Each Bones is as hard as fine steel, and the strength increases several times. The wind of the fist can crack stones, and the strength of the legs can break trees. It completely gets rid of the backlash of the skills, and its combat power is completely transformed.
In the warehouse of Bobby, there was a table full of angel books. He finally found out the true identity of "Trickster" - Loki, who enjoyed playing pranks on mortals and testing their fate. He called Sam's mobile phone over and over again, but only received a busy signal from no one. He could only leave voice messages over and over again, his voice hoarse and tired, with the worry of an old father:
"Sam, I'm Bobby! I heard the call back! I know about Dean, don't bear it alone! If you have any ideas, let's do it together!"
"I have found clues to the contract, as well as the ritual to summon Loki. Don't be impulsive! Wait until Haorui and I come over, and we will figure out a solution together!"
"Sam, you and I, and Bai Haorui, we are family! Don't destroy yourself!"
He dialed Bai Haorui again, his voice filled with urgency. "Boy, have you found Sam? That kid must be crazy now. Don't let him touch those forbidden techniques in the hunter's books!"
Bai Haorui held the phone, looked at the mountains and forests in the distance, and said in a deep voice, "Bobby, I will find him."