Ruby instantly tensed up his body, took a step back, and assumed a defensive posture, his eyes full of shock. Sam was also stunned. He didn't expect that Dean would be here at all. A flash of panic flashed across his face, like a child who had done something wrong.
When Bai Haorui saw Dean coming out, she winked at him quietly. True Fire on her fingertips did not dissipate, and she still locked Ruby tightly, breaking all her worries. There is an escape route. The confrontation between him and Ruby just now was to buy time for Dean, and also to delay Ruby so that she would not have the opportunity to notice the movement in the bathroom.
Dean sneered, the muzzle still pointed at Ruby steadily, his tone full of ridicule. "So this is you? Our slutty little Yoda."
"Dean." Ruby twitched the corner of his mouth and showed a fake smile, "Your little mouth is still so charming."
"Oh, I knew you would come, and I knew Sam wouldn't listen to me." Dean's eyes swept over Sam, with a little disappointment, but more of a heartache, and finally fell back to Ruby, with a cold tone, "But you don't want to teach him anything, do you understand? Unless I die."
"Oh, let me think about it, yes, you are right, you are going to die soon." Ruby's tone was full of malice, and he accurately poked him where it hurt the most.
"What you have to do now is give me that dagger, then go back to your stinky ditch and never bother us again, do you understand?" Dean passed the muzzle of the gun forward and put his finger on the trigger.
"Your brother has a powerful bomb hidden in his body. We would be fools if we didn't use it." Ruby replied not to be outdone.
"Dean, wait, listen to me -" Sam quickly spoke, wanting to explain.
"Sam, don't talk." Dean interrupted him sharply without turning his head, but he still couldn't hide the tremor in his voice. He was afraid that when he turned around, he would see the wavering in Sam's eyes, that he would become soft-hearted, and that he would eventually watch his brother fall into darkness.
He was still staring at Ruby, his eyes as sharp as knives, able to cut through all her disguises. "Are you blind? Can't you see that this is a trap? She just wants you to succumb to those demonic Spirit Communication abilities, right? She wants you to become her anti-Christ little star."
"This is not a trap." Ruby retorted with a frown.
"I just want Lilith to die, that's all."
"Why?" Dean raised his eyebrows, his tone full of mockery, "Oh, yes, that's right. Because you were once a human, and you liked kittens and walking on the beach."
This sentence completely angered Ruby. She pounced forward like a cheetah, leaving an afterimage at a speed so fast that she roared, "I've had enough of proving myself to you! You want to save yourself? This is the only way, you stupid, spineless bastard!"
The two of them instantly struggled with each other. Ruby's fighting skills, which he had honed by fighting demons for many years, were not inferior to Dean's. His movements were fast and ruthless, and he grabbed Dean's gun-holding wrist., slammed into the wall, and the shotgun fell to the ground with a clang. She pressed Dean against the wall, locked his arm with her left hand, raised her right hand, and with black demonic power on her fingertips, she was about to smash it towards his chest.
But Dean was already prepared. With the force of being pressed against the wall, he turned his body violently, slid his left hand down her arm, and accurately touched the devil's dagger on her waist. He turned his wrist, he pulled out the dagger in an instant. At the same time, he pressed his knee hard against Ruby's lower abdomen. Taking advantage of the moment she bent over in pain, he kicked her hard in the chest and kicked her away.
Ruby staggered back several steps and bumped into the blue runes directly under Devil's Trap, which Dean had painted on the ceiling in advance and covered it with a sheet. The light instantly lit up, forming an invisible barrier, like an upside-down cage, trapping her in it. The demonic power in her body was instantly sealed, and as soon as the black energy on her fingertips emerged, it was instantly dispersed by the barrier, making it impossible to use it.
Ruby touched his waist and found that the dagger was missing. He became furious and slapped the barrier of the trap crazily. He let out a piercing scream, "Ah! What are you laughing at? Did you lose something and you didn't count it? I'm going to kill you, you son of a bitch!"
At this moment, Bai Haorui flicked his fingertips, and a lavender True Fire popped out instantly, landed accurately on the trap's runes, and instantly blended into it. The blue runes' light surged, and there was an extra layer of lavender. With True Fire lines, the barrier became stronger. Ruby's hand slapped the barrier, and was instantly burned by True Fire until black smoke erupted. He let out a shrill cry of pain and suddenly withdrew his hand.
"Don't waste your efforts." Bai Haorui's tone was cold, and there was no wave in his eyes. "My True Fire spell can seal your demonic power. Even if you can break Devil's Trap, you can't escape the burning of my True Fire."
Dean raised the demon dagger in his hand and shook it, with a smug sneer at the corner of his mouth, but there was no smile in his eyes. He looked at Ruby who was trapped in the trap, and his heart was not at all relaxed, only with heavy fear. Fortunately, fortunately he did not leave, fortunately he stopped him, fortunately he did not let Sam fall into this damn trap.
"Like I said, I knew you would come." He twitched his lips at Ruby, then tilted his head to signal Sam, turned around and walked towards the door, "Let's go, Sam."
"Wait, you just left me here?" Ruby screamed in disbelief, "Dean! You just left like this? You deserved to be killed Hell! I really wish I could be there, Dean! I really wish I could smell you Bones being burned! I really wish I could hear you scream with my own ears!"
Dean stopped, turned around, and looked at her expressionlessly. His tone was so cold that there was no warmth at all. "I really hope you can shut up, but it's a pity that it backfired."
After saying that, he opened the door and walked out. Sam glanced at Ruby who was trapped in the trap, then at Dean's back, and finally gritted his teeth and followed. Bai Haorui glanced at Ruby one last time. True Fire's fingertips moved slightly, and the light of the trap brightened a little more, completely cutting off her possibility of escaping in a short time. Then she turned around and followed the two of them.
In the dim motel corridor, the light bulbs had poor contact, flickering on and off, making a sizzling sound, which was very much like their precarious fate. There were unknown stains on the carpet, and the vague sound of TV came from the distant room, but it did not dilute the oppressive silence in the corridor at all.
The three of them walked along the corridor to the parking lot, their footsteps making no sound on the carpet. Sam walked at the back, frequently looking back towards the direction of the room, his face full of hesitation and unwillingness, and his steps became slower and slower. Dean held the devil's dagger and walked in front, with firm steps and a straight back. Inside, there was a trace of unnoticeable fatigue. Bai Haorui walked between the two of them, playing with five Five Emperor Coins in his hand. Divine Sense had already scanned the entire hotel to confirm that there was no demon following him, and also confirmed that Ruby was still trapped in the trap and had not escaped.
"We'll just trap Ruby there?" Sam finally couldn't help but speak and broke the silence.
"Otherwise? This is the plan." Dean said without looking back.
"Dean, what if... what if Ruby is right?" Sam quickly caught up with him and stood in front of him, his eyes full of eagerness, "What if I can really kill Lilith? What if this is the only way to save you?"
Dean stopped, turned around and looked at him, his brows knitted together, his tone serious, with a trace of imperceptible hurt. "Don't look at me with that look."
"What look?" Sam was stunned for a moment.
"It's as if Lilith will disappear if I look at her." Dean's voice softened a little, but still had an unquestionable firmness, "I don't know what Ruby means, but we can't go back to find her. Sam, we can't go that way. Once we leave, we can never come back."
"You want the dagger, and I got it for you." Sam's voice was filled with grievance and despair, "But Dean, listen to me, we only have this one chance, just this one time. If there is really a foolproof way, we should try it."
"Sam, we can't make the same mistakes again." Dean's voice was full of exhaustion.
"You keep saying that, what do you mean?" Sam's voice rose in pitch, and the red bloodshot eyes were particularly eye-catching.
Dean looked at him, his Adam's apple twitched, and he said the words to his lips one by one, each word carrying a heavy weight. "Can't you see the pattern? Dad's deal, in order to save me, he sold his soul to the devil. My deal, in order to save you, I sold my soul to the devil. And now here it is again. In order to save me, you have to make a deal with Ruby, and you have to use the abilities of those devils."
His voice trembled, and the emotions in his eyes fluctuated violently. "Every time one of us is in trouble, the other one is crying and shouting to sell his soul. Ruby is leading you by the nose. You know what this road is paved with and where it leads. That's Hell, Sam. I can't let you go there for me."
"What are you afraid of?" Sam looked at him, tears welling up in his eyes, "I can handle it. If this can save you--"
"Why take this risk?" Dean interrupted him sharply, his emotions suddenly aroused, and his voice had a heartbreaking feeling, "Why?!"
"Because you are my brother!" Sam also shouted, tears finally falling, "Because you did the same thing for me! You even gave up your soul for me, why can't I take this risk for you?!"
Dean looked at his face full of tears, and all his toughness suddenly collapsed. He took several deep breaths to suppress the sobs in his throat, and his tone slowly softened. His eyes were full of exhaustion and tenderness, like a lake that was about to dry up. "Sam, I just want to say, you are my weakness, you really are. And I am yours too."
"No, you don't mean that." Sam shook his head, his voice crying, "We are family."
"I know." Dean nodded, stretched out his hand, and gently wiped away the tears on his face, his movements were too gentle. "Those bastard demons also know. They know what we will do for each other and how far we will go. They are using this to deal with us. Our bond is the sharpest knife in their hands."
Sam was stunned and stood there without speaking for a long time.
"So we don't need to take care of each other anymore?" He sniffed, his tone full of confusion.
"No." Dean shook his head and smiled, but with tears in his eyes, "We don't want to be martyrs anymore. Don't let these demons lead us by the nose anymore. Let's take this dagger and find Lilith in our own way, the way our father taught us, the way of the demon hunters. Even if we fail in the end, we must fight until the last moment."
He looked at Sam with extremely serious eyes. "What do you think?"
Sam looked at the seriousness in his eyes, at his forced relief, at the fear and tenderness that could not be hidden in his eyes, and finally smiled helplessly, but his eyes became even redder. He sniffed, and used a teasing tone to cover up the turmoil in his heart. "I think what you just said should be accompanied by "Eye of the Tiger" as the background music."
Dean smiled and cursed, stretched out his hand and pushed him. "Get out of here. I have been rehearsing for a long time."
"So, go to Indiana?" Sam asked.
"Yes, let's go to Lilith's vacation place." Dean nodded, with fighting spirit rekindled in his eyes.
"Speaking of which, what kind of fun do devils usually have?" Sam asked casually, trying to dilute the heavy atmosphere.
"It's nothing more than treating people's pain and despair as a game. It's no different from the miscellaneous soldiers we met before, except Lilith is more cruel and cunning." Bai Haorui answered with a cold tone. The Purple Flame Peregrine Falcon on his fingertips just flew back from the window and turned into a True Fire, integrated into his body, "She chose New Harmony not for vacation, but to lay a perfect trap for us to jump into. I just let the True Fire peregrine falcon explore it, and the whole town was enveloped by her demonic aura, and it was full of demons."
Dean raised his eyebrows and looked at him. "What do you have in mind?"
"When we arrive, I will explore the way first." Bai Haorui looked at the two people with a calm and firm tone, "My Divine Sense can avoid her perception, figure out her layout, the distribution of demons, and the traps in the house, and will not alert the snake.. You follow Bobby and act according to the original plan. I will clear the peripheral obstacles for you and buy you enough time to find Lilith and destroy the contract. Do you think it is Bobby?"
Bobby leaned over from the trunk and cursed at the two brothers in the front row: You two bastards, holding daggers, want to go alone without me? Do I look like a prom partner who can be left behind casually?
Dean: No, Bobby, of course not. But this is between me and Sam, it has nothing to do with you.
Bobby: Fart, of course it has something to do with me. Boy, my family is not just related by blood. Besides, you need me.
Dean: Bobby...
Bobby interrupted sharply Dean: Stop pretending, you are a wounded person now. Tell me, how many times have you hallucinated?
Dean was stunned for a moment, his hands on the steering wheel tightened, and his eyes evaded: How did you know?
Bobby: This is what happens when Hellhound targets you. And I'm smart enough.
Bobby: There are still five hours until the time. You are now penetrating the curtain of life and death, Dean. You can see things on the other side.
Dean smiled self-deprecatingly: Can you say something less New Age metaphysics?
Bobby: You will soon become the lackey of Hell, so you can see the other lackeys in Hell.
Dean curled his lips: Thank you. I really didn't expect that my soul, which was destined to poison Hell, could still be of some use.
Bai Haorui opened his eyes and said: I just used True Fire to temporarily suppress the Hell Yin Qi in your body, which will prevent you from being disturbed by hallucinations for a short period of time, and also allow you to distinguish the true form of the devil more clearly. But it won't last long, up to four hours.
Dean was stunned for a moment, glanced at him in the rearview mirror, and twitched his lips: Thanks, brother.
Bobby: Of course it works. Lilith must have arranged demons everywhere in the town. We can't let them sound the alarm. Once she knows that we are coming, we will be dead.
Sam looked at Dean worriedly, reached out and patted his arm: Are you okay?
Dean smiled: It's okay. By the way, if we mess up this time, I don't want to hear your tearful farewell speech. If this is my last day on earth, I don't want to be so embarrassed.
Sam: Then what do you want to do?
Dean: Bon Jovi?
Sam smiled helplessly: Bon Jovi is quite cool occasionally.
As they were talking, a police car suddenly appeared on the road. The alternating red and blue lights were particularly dazzling in the dark night. Dean frowned, slowly parked the car on the side of the road, and quietly touched the gun on his waist. A policeman came over and knocked on the car window. Dean rolled down the window and looked at the other person pretending to be calm.
At this moment, a burst of black mist suddenly flashed in front of Dean's eyes, and the policeman's human skin disappeared in an instant, revealing the true body of the devil underneath, with dark eyes and ferocious fangs, which made his pupils shrink suddenly. Without any hesitation, he instantly picked up the devil's dagger on the passenger side and stabbed the policeman in the chest. The devil let out a shrill scream, and fell to the ground covered in black smoke, completely lifeless.
Sam was startled by Dean's actions and looked at him in shock: What are you doing?!
Dean put away the dagger and took a breath: I just killed a demon.
Sam: How do you know he is a demon?
Dean: I just know it. I can see his true face, underneath this human skin, and the body of the possessed person has been hollowed out.
Bobby said calmly in the back seat: Actually, this is not a strange thing.
Dean: Why is it not weird?
Bobby: There are still five hours left. You are penetrating the curtain and can see things on the other side. Have you forgotten what I just said?
Dean smiled to himself: Thanks, my damn soul is finally of some use.
Bai Haorui glanced around, and there was more than one with a solemn face. There were three demonic auras around, approaching this way. We have to leave immediately, and we can't waste time here.
Dean Hearing this, he immediately stepped on the accelerator, and the Impala rushed out like an arrow and disappeared into the night.
They all know that the road ahead is a narrow escape, a fate that has already been written. But they are Winchester, demon hunters, and family members. Even if the road ahead is Hell, they will break in together.
Indiana, New Harmony.
This is an ordinary United States town, with white single-family houses neatly arranged along the streets, the lawns in front of the doors neatly trimmed, and the street lights on the roadside shining with warm yellow light. It looks warm and peaceful. But when the Impala drove into the town, the Gang Condensation Pill in Bai Haorui's pubic area suddenly became crazy hot, and the Five Emperor Coins on the fingertips spun so fast that it almost flew out.
He opened his eyes suddenly, and his face instantly became solemn. A layer of black demonic energy that was so thick that it could not be broken was shrouded in the sky over the entire town, like a huge net, covering the entire town. Every house exuded the aura of the devil, and the pedestrians on the street seemed ordinary, but in his Divine Sense, there was a ferocious demon hidden in every one of them.
This is not a small town at all, it is Lilith's bloody paradise, a slaughterhouse carefully prepared for them.
"Something's wrong." Bai Haorui spoke immediately, with a suppressed solemnity in his voice, "Lilith's aura is much stronger than we imagined. She is not on vacation at all, but is laying a trap waiting for us to jump in. The entire town is almost possessed by her demon. Now, we are equivalent to breaking into the demon's lair."
Dean's hand on the steering wheel tightened. The streetlight in front of him suddenly flickered in his eyes. Behind the light pole, the devil's pitch-black fangs were exposed. He blinked violently and the illusion dissipated. He gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice, "Damn it, this bitch really thinks highly of us."
Sam looked at the quiet town outside the window, and the hairs all over his body stood up. He couldn't see the demon at all, but he could feel the coldness that penetrated into his bones, as if there were countless pairs of eyes staring at them in the dark, waiting for them to be caught.
The car finally stopped in the shadows of the street opposite Fremont's house and turned off the engine.
The Fremont family is a white single-family house with a small front yard. The warm yellow light shines from the windows. It looks warm and beautiful, just like countless ordinary United States families. But only they know that in this house, there is hidden the Hell monarch, the most cruel evil, and countless innocent lives.
The warm atmosphere in the house has long disappeared.
In the living room, the warm yellow chandelier is on, and a family photo hangs on the wall. The little girl in the photo is smiling innocently. But now, the little girl is sitting on the sofa in the living room, dangling her two short legs. She is wearing a white dress, with large dark brown dried blood stains on the skirt. She is holding a pink rabbit doll with one eye missing in her hand. The doll's body is also stained with the same blood stains.
Mr. and Mrs. Fremont stood tremblingly next to the sofa, their faces as pale as paper, and their whole bodies were shaking uncontrollably. They didn't even dare to breathe loudly for fear of disturbing their "daughter" on the sofa. Grandpa Pat was sitting on the other end of the sofa, his fingers clenching the armrests of the sofa so tightly that his knuckles turned white, and his eyes were full of fear and despair.