I am your natural enemy.

Chapter 501: Breaking out of the Sea of ​​Undead, Nothing to Do with (Xie Meijian Dianba Mi Zhusha Alliance Leader)
The Devil's Broker was now beginning to feel uneasy.

That bitch Sandoff from the Winchester family is really not decent at all.

In the past, if you got things done, people would be quite polite and would give you some compensation for your hard work and hard work.

Today, Sam was extremely cautious. Even though the ritual was successfully launched, proving that there was no problem with the name and the power trigger, Sam still refused to let him go.

This is obviously intended to wait until the dust settles before making any decisions.

Originally, he had fled ahead of time, so whether the Death Knight could come out or not, he had done his best, and he could give an explanation to the Demon King.

If he comes out, I'm sure he'll fight with Sam.

Although he knew Sam well, he also knew that Sam must have made a lot of preparations.

But he was also sure that Sam definitely had no advance preparation on how to deal with the Death Knight.

Even if prepared, it would be useless against the Death Knight who carries suppressed murderous aura and death and has a particularly calm temperament.

In a sudden encounter, Sam, the hateful little devil, will definitely be killed.

Anyway, he has done his job. As for any aftereffects, that will be a matter for later.

It's okay for him to run away. After all, he is just a devil.

As the ceremony began, it went more smoothly than expected. The Devil's Broker crossed his arms and began to think about how to run and how to get himself out from behind.

Sam, who was presiding over the summoning ceremony nearby, had a calm and serious look on his face.

Rumor has it that the Winchester family is very violent and only cares about killing. This is actually a misunderstanding.

The recorder is a civilian job after all, and he just follows the records. Most of the time, killing the aliens directly is the only option, or the easiest option to achieve.

The advantage of a long-standing family heritage is that it is unlikely that there will be any naive little ones in the family who think that killing cannot solve problems and that sealing people and locking them up for a hundred or eighty years will make them better.

Because the first thing the children of the Winchester family have to learn when they are young is a book that specifically records the various consequences caused by the naivety, stupidity, foolishness, confusion, and soft-heartedness of their ancestors.

Every page of paper is stained with blood, and the impact is extremely strong.

This also led to the fact that most of the family members who were selected as combatants later on were decisive in killing and would never allow their deaths to be recorded in the book of shame.

Sam is an exception among them. He is not actually a combatant but a recorder. Therefore, he knows how to summon the devil and the undead, and various materials that may be used are stored in the base.

This is also the reason why the Devil's Broker is still alive. If he had really met that kind of reckless player, he would have killed him long ago.

Of course, the Devil Broker now feels that there is still a chance that he will be killed this time.

Sam presided over the summoning ceremony. The materials needed for the ceremony were all ready-made, but to outline the materials of the magic circle itself, he actually added his own blood.

Of course he couldn't completely trust a devil, especially a broker who needed to be hung on a street lamp.

He couldn't identify the power, he just knew it couldn't be the devil's power.

But the name is right.

Even if he added his own blood, the summoning ritual could still be triggered. As long as the summoning was successful in the end, it meant that the summoned object had the same bloodline as him.

So, he apologized to the Devil’s Broker first, and as for the rest, he would wait and see after it was over.

There was a faint light in the ceremony, and it seemed to encounter extremely strong resistance.

This was normal. Sam actually knew that this summoning ritual was not that reliable, but he had never seen a successful record of summoning living people from the Sea of ​​the Dead in any book.

In other words, there is no clear record of any living person entering the Sea of ​​the Dead and eventually coming out alive.

There are only some uncertain legends.

But it is true that summoning from the Sea of ​​Undead can only be done in the way of summoning undead.

Sam felt the glimmer of the ritual begin to flicker slightly, and he immediately took out the spare materials to increase the power of the summoning.

The faint light continued to tremble, and finally turned into a beam of light, rising into the sky.

"My demon king, stupid Sam, you didn't make any protective preparations!?
Are you going to tell everyone that you are performing the undead summoning ceremony here?
Let me out quickly. If we delay any longer, we will attract the exorcist or some other evil creature and we will all be doomed.

I don't mind, Sam, have you thought about it?"

The Devil's Broker screamed.

Sam frowned, still increasing his strength.

The beam of light was obscured by some of the furnishings in the room, but the overly strong fluctuations still caused some strange lights like the aurora to appear outside.

In the eyes of some creatures, that brilliance is even brighter than the sun.

Some things began to approach here rapidly.

On the other side, in the Sea of ​​Undead, Wen Yan also felt the call. The feeling of being summoned was indeed quite strange.

There is a clear coordinate, a guided path.

Wen Yan climbed onto the horse, picked up Lucy with one hand and placed her on the horse's back.

Born stood aside with his head bowed, his tone full of humility.

"My boss, I wish you a smooth journey."

"Be prepared at any time." Wen Yan nodded slightly and glanced at Bourne.

This Skeleton Mage has helped a lot in the past two days and provided a lot of information. Now that I have already accepted the Skeleton Mage, I can summon him later depending on the situation.

A wizard who is intelligent and a scholar will always be helpful.

Wen Yan held the reins made of gray cloth with one hand and held Lucy tightly with the other.

"Sit still and close your eyes. The road ahead may not be easy."

Lucy was holding the chessboard, and her good friend, the red-eyed Bugs Bunny, was put away along with the town ship and also put into the chessboard.

After she closed her eyes, she immediately felt the warhorse start to gallop.

The ghost warhorse turned into a blue lightning and galloped wildly in the sea of ​​​​the dead. It ran all the way up a small hill. The warhorse's wings flashed and it walked in the air.

Man and horse are one. The ghost horse can benefit from Wen Yan's speed bonus. At this moment, it moves forward in the direction guided by Wen Yan, running wildly. It does not need to know what is ahead or why it should run like this. It only needs to feel the feeling of telepathy from the gray cloth.

In the Sea of ​​Undead, Bourne raised his head and looked up at Wen Yan riding a warhorse. He turned into a flash of lightning and rushed diagonally towards the sky. Gradually, his figure seemed to become illusory and disappeared in the sky bit by bit.

He immediately turned back to his mount, ready to pack up and be ready at a moment's notice.

He didn't consider the possibility of failure, nor did he consider whether Wen Yan would simply forget about him and never summon him again.

As the only undead here who has come into contact with the king, there will definitely be other undead looking for him in the future. He will not say anything without permission.

But there were some powerful undead that he couldn't defeat, so he had to run away quickly.

Wen Yan followed the coordinates and the road, galloping all the way on his horse. When he ran out of the Sea of ​​the Undead, it was as if he had entered the real void.

He moved his wrist and some of the gray cloth flew out quickly, wrapping Lucy tightly. According to his previous experience of helping Wen Yan practice, he suppressed her in all directions without any blind spots, simulating atmospheric pressure. Although it might be uncomfortable, plus she had already been blessed, it should be no problem for her to hold out for a while.

Wen Yan sensed the direction and ran wildly in the void, ignoring the various chaotic purgatory worlds that appeared around him. He kept shuttling back and forth among them, adjusting the direction according to the guidance in his heart.

From the moment these coordinates and roads appeared, the direction in his mind changed.

That's how he decides whether something is feasible or not.

Under normal circumstances, it would be impossible for the summoned creature to complete the journey through such a simple summoning ritual.

In the void in the middle, there is no precise direction guidance. In this three-dimensional space, if you deviate a little, you will completely miss your destination.

Wen Yan moved in the air, transformed into a blue lightning, and rushed towards the target at a rapid speed.

On the other side, Sam's summoning was still in progress. He could feel that the ritual was successful, but it had not been summoned for such a long time. He didn't know what had happened.

Outside his cabin in the woods, some strange creatures were approaching. In the sky, a monster with flashing wings, a ferocious face and a big sword in its hand was also approaching rapidly.

Others further away received the notice and were also rushing here as quickly as possible using various means.

The howling of wolves could be heard from a distance. In the basement of the cabin, the Devil’s Broker had a bitter face.

"Dear Sam, you are in big trouble. Please let me out so I can help you. If people find out that you are conducting the undead summoning ceremony and colluding with the evil devil, the reputation of your Wen family will be completely ruined."

"If you keep talking, I'll kill you first. Then no one will know that I made a deal with the devil."

"..."

The Devil's Broker shut up decisively, cursing in his heart, "The Winchester family is an evil pervert who gave birth to a son with three buttholes!"
There was a loud noise outside, followed by roars and howls. A black-haired werewolf, holding a severed arm in its mouth, was running wildly in the forest.

Behind him, an ugly monster with wings, holding a big sword, was flying above and chasing him closely.

The werewolf quickly rushed to the cabin in the forest, and sure enough, the damn angel who wanted to kill him as soon as he saw him immediately flapped his wings and floated in the air.

The ugly face moved its nose slightly, and a glimmer of blue appeared in its eyes.

"Summoning the dead? How bold!"

When the ugly angel took out a cell phone from his waist, ready to make a call and call someone immediately.

A bullet came out of nowhere and shattered his cell phone.

In the distance, a helicopter was approaching rapidly. On the helicopter, someone was driving a sniper rifle and sneering.

The next moment, the ugly angel immediately put the big sword in front of him. With a muffled bang, a dent appeared on the big sword, blocking the bullet. His body flew backwards seven or eight meters before he flapped his wings again to stabilize his body.

On the helicopter, the pale-faced vampire grinned and kept pulling the trigger to suppress the ugly angel.

"Hey, what do those old antiques know? This thing in my hand is much more useful than a big sword or a spear."

After firing a magazine, the vampire quickly changed the magazine.

Three consecutive bullets blocked the direction, and the fourth one was fired in advance, forcing the opponent to block with a greatsword.

But after the bullet hit the big sword, it suddenly exploded, blowing the ugly angel into the dense forest on the spot.

The vampire smirked and cursed.

"Surprise, this explosive bullet is really useful."

After waiting for a long while, the ugly angel did not appear again, so the vampire immediately ordered the pilot to climb. But the next moment, a cold light appeared in the forest, and a big sword directly inserted into the tail rotor, forcing it to stop.

The helicopter immediately began to lose stability and began to spin.

Seeing this scene, the vampire immediately threw away the sniper rifle in his hand, leaped up, turned into a small bat, rushed straight into the dense forest, and disappeared in the forest in an instant.

Seven or eight kilometers away from the dense forest, some vehicles were approaching rapidly.

In the basement of the cabin, the summoning ceremony was still going on. The Devil Broker made a bitter face and couldn't help but remind.

"Hurry up, there's a fight going on outside. Damn it, I can even feel the presence of those damn angels..."

The Devil's Broker shut up immediately when Sam glared back at him.

He looked at Sam and had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Dear Sam, you are not going to put the blame on me and then kill me to clear yourself, are you?

No, no, no, I must be too mean. I think too much. How could you be so hypocritical, vicious and have no bottom line...

Anyone knows that the devil cannot preside over such a ceremony."

The Devil's Broker tried to find out, but when Sam ignored him, he became even more unsure.

Anyway, after killing a devil, the other party will definitely not have any psychological burden.

Suddenly, a big hole was blown up on the side of the cabin. The protection here was against various alien creatures, magic and the like, but it could not prevent this kind of purely physical explosion.

After the explosion, some protections began to fail, and the halos that flowed here like the aurora immediately turned into a beam of light and shot up into the sky.

Some people came to stop the evil guys from causing trouble, while some people knew that the former would come to stop them, so they came to cause trouble.

Before they even saw the real boss, those guys outside had already beaten themselves to death.

After several consecutive explosions, half of the cabin collapsed and all kinds of protection were basically lost.

The halo of light from outside began to appear in the basement, and a bat quietly climbed along the roof of the basement and came to the side of the Devil's Broker.

The Devil Broker narrowed his eyes slightly, pretending not to see it, and made a gesture with his fingers behind him, pointing at the magic circle under his feet, and then gestured a number, indicating that if the magic circle was destroyed, he would be rewarded.

The little bat showed his fangs and grinned. After he landed, he immediately turned into a human form. He picked up a stick next to him and destroyed the fire circle that trapped the Devil Broker from the outside.

The Devil's Broker walked out of the circle, laughing.

He immediately reached into his pocket, took out two antique gold coins, and threw them to the vampire.

“Oh my, isn’t this the famous Sam Winchester? Oh my God, it turns out the person who summoned the undead is the famous Winchester…hahaha…uh…”

The vampire looked stunned as he looked at the tip of the silver rune sword emerging from his chest, then turned to look at the Devil's Broker behind him.

"Why are you looking at me? Our deal is done. We don't owe each other anything. Now it's something else. I always do things in a very particular way. One thing is one thing at a time."

The vampire tried to reach out his hand in shock, but cracks began to appear on the surface of his body, which quickly burned and shattered into ashes.

The Devil Broker threw away the rune sword. The burn marks on his palm disappeared quickly. He leaned over and rummaged in the ashes, picked up two ancient gold coins, and put them back in his pocket.

“Dear Sam, you not only owe me a sincere apology, but also a sincere thank you.

I told you long ago, if you let me out earlier, I can still help you."

Sam, who presided over the ceremony, had a sullen face and said nothing, nor did he look back.

There was a sudden silence behind him. He looked back and saw that the devil broker who had just said he would help had disappeared without a trace.

Sam's expression remained unchanged. He had expected that this kind of devil would run faster than anyone else when encountering problems.

A heavy landing sound came from behind. The ugly angel smashed in from above and fell into the basement.

The ugly angel's body was covered in blood and some wolf hair, and he stared at Sam with a ferocious look on his face.

"Sam Winchester, I knew that you Winchesters would fall into evil sooner or later, but I didn't expect that you, the recorder, would be the first to fall.

Following the guidance of ancient wisdom, I will exorcise you and purify you."

The ugly angel reached out and grabbed the rune sword on the ground, and was about to execute Sam directly by chopping off Sam's head.

But the next moment, a bright light appeared in the summoning ceremony, and a blue lightning rushed out directly from it.

The moment the light appeared, the ugly angel was already hanging on the horn of the ghost horse, and his body was pierced directly.

He saw a man wearing tattered armor, a mask on his face, exuding the aura of death and murderous intent, sitting on horseback. In his arms, he was holding something tightly wrapped in delicate silk, which looked like a human.

The moment the ugly angel felt the breath and the sense of oppression, it seemed as if his blood was activated.

"Dead Knight?"

He immediately swung the rune sword in his hand, ready to attack.

But the next moment, gray began to appear on his body, his strength was disappearing rapidly, and death was rapidly eroding his body.

"Death Knight..."

The ugly angel was shocked and wanted to struggle, but he was powerless.

Wen Yan fell silent when he saw the prompt that appeared in front of him.

"Nightwing Dragon."

“It was once a strange creature created specifically to deal with dark creatures at night. Its original source was suspected to be a gargoyle.

They turn into stone statues during the day and transform into night-winged dragons at night, serving as an important force for the church at night.

Some of them will be possessed by so-called angels and fight in the human world.”

“An unlucky fellow, of course, it’s not too unlucky of him to kill the person who took the risk to show you the way.

Special note: an accidental collision does not count as a fraud and has absolutely nothing to do with your current identity as a Han envoy.

But when the angel within him returns, your presence will become known.

Please make a selection.

1: I want to be an envoy of the Han Dynasty, let the tiger return to the mountains, and start the exclusive task chain for Han envoys.

2: I am not a street urchin. At the critical moment, I saved the person who helped you escape from the Sea of ​​the Dead. "

"Temporary ability: Red Lotus (needs to master the heart fire, ignite the soul fire, and the violent sun)"

(End of this chapter)