Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world.

"unlucky!"

"He's a persistent ghost." The two brothers frowned immediately; this guy seemed like a big problem.

“Winchester. Heh,” the old vampire’s voice was like sandpaper rubbing together. He licked his sharp fangs. “You are tainted with the scent of my people. Such thick blood aura. No wonder that demon disturbed my slumber.”

Yellow-eyed demon!

Upon hearing this, the Winchester brothers were startled. Could it be that it had sensed their plea for help and deliberately revealed their information and whereabouts to this ancient vampire patriarch, who had apparently been asleep for a long time and had been awakened by it?

This is clearly an attempt to use someone else to do the dirty work, buy time, or even eliminate them.

The old vampire gave them no time to react, his body suddenly exploding into thousands of scarlet bats with glowing red eyes, sweeping towards Dean and Sam like a storm.

The brothers' expressions changed drastically; with such a large number of vampire bats, their salt bullets and swords would have limited effect.

Faced with swarms of bats with gray, sticky teeth that seemed highly poisonous, they hurriedly retreated back into the house. However, these bats were incredibly fast, moving like darts.

His head hit the door, and the saliva secreted by his teeth was corrosive.

The wooden door panel was smashed open almost instantly, leaving a hole the size of a washbasin.

Bats swarmed into the room and rushed towards the two brothers.

Dean's magazine was empty.

The two could only rely on their daggers, but they were powerless against the relentless attacks coming from all directions.

A gray streak, barely perceptible to the naked eye, appeared as if by teleportation between the bat storm and the Winchester brothers.

It's Death Butler!
He was still wearing that crisp butler's uniform, and in his withered face, his empty eye sockets flickered a withered light that represented death.

He slowly raised a withered palm and gently pressed it down on the swarm of bats that blotted out the sky.

There was no sound, but an absolute, lifeless field of annihilation instantly spread out.

The vampire bats that were flying wildly through the air were suddenly put on pause, and then fell to the ground like raindrops, instantly losing all signs of life, their bodies withered and turned to ashes.

With a single move, thousands upon thousands of bats were instantly killed.

The old vampire patriarch, now only in his original form, let out a terrified scream and reformed into human form, but his aura was greatly weakened. He looked at the suddenly appearing Death Butler in horror, as if he had seen his nemesis, and turned to try to turn into mist and flee.

Vampires are essentially living dead creatures.

But Death's butler simply pointed his finger at the direction he had fled, and gently grabbed it again.

The old vampire patriarch's body stiffened abruptly, as if a vital essence had been drained from his body, and he instantly weakened. However, he still managed to twist his body and transform into a white bat as large as a wild dog.

With a flap of its wings, it soared into the air and rushed out of the house.

Just then, the room suddenly darkened, as if shrouded in some kind of shadow.

The two brothers looked up at the window and saw a semi-transparent, disguised metal tentacle shoot out from the ground into the air outside. It wrapped around the fleeing vampire patriarch like a giant python and then strangled him on the spot.

It was accompanied by a sharp, rat-like squeak.

The giant bat then twisted like a statue weathered for a thousand years, rapidly turning gray and shattering from head to toe, before finally collapsing completely and turning into a meaningless pile of ashes on the ground.

A gentle breeze swept by, scattering ashes. The mighty vampire patriarch was utterly helpless before true terror.

These kinds of creatures can cause a great deal of trouble for ordinary people.

At this moment, Wu Heng slowly emerged from the shadows not far away, walking step by step as if he were just taking a stroll. He didn't even glance at the pile of ashes, his gaze directly falling on the still-shaken Dean and Sam.

"Where is John?" Wu Heng asked directly.

"At the abandoned sewage treatment plant!" Dean said hastily.

"Do you have any items here that John touched?" Wu Heng asked.

“Yes, my dad used to hold this gun.” Dean pulled out the Demon-Slaying Gun from his waist. There were too many bats just now, and the Demon-Slaying Gun only had three bullets, which was useless against those scattered individuals. A dagger would have been more useful.

Dean recognized Wu Heng's power and the oppressive aura he exuded. This power was undeniable, and it was clear that Dean still trusted Wu Heng and was willing to take out the Demon-Devouring Spear.

The Grim Reaper stepped forward, took the gun, sniffed it carefully, and then returned it to Dean. He then stretched out his withered fingers and gently grasped at the air, as if he had caught an invisible thread.

His empty eye sockets stared in a certain direction, then he nodded slightly to Wu Heng.

"I'll go first and rescue your father."

“Let’s go help,” the two brothers said.

"No need, it'll be quick. I'll be back by the time you get there," Wu Heng said to the two brothers, then he and the Grim Reaper's butler disappeared back into the shadows.

Just as the two brothers were about to head out, Sam had another premonition and saw the trail of two vampires.

“That woman and the baby were in danger. Those vampires think she's with us and they're going to capture her to blackmail us. The child will be strangled!” He gasped, clutching his head. “What do we do?”

Dean was stunned when he heard this. On one side was his father, and on the other was an innocent person who was about to die.

He gritted his teeth: "I believe Lor can rescue our father. Let's go save that woman first!"

This was a difficult decision for him as well.

Sam hesitated for a moment, then said, "Okay!"

The two quickly turned the vehicle around.

When Wu Heng arrived at the sewage treatment plant, John Winchester was being pinned against the wall by the male demon using his telekinesis, who was choking him. He was gradually losing consciousness.

In his final moments before falling into a coma, he saw Wu Heng and Death's Butler suddenly appear.

He didn't know Wu Heng, but he had heard Dean mention the characteristics of the 'Death Butler', and immediately thought of the Morrick family. Then everything went black.

Upon hearing the commotion, the demon possessing the young man turned around instantly, its completely black eyes fixed on Wu Heng and the other man.

“A demon with some authority and an ordinary person, heh.” A wisp of black mist appeared on his palm and fingertips.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Devil."

"However, we're in a bit of a rush, so we won't go through the game process."

Wu Heng smiled calmly, and as his voice fell, two metal tentacles shot out from either side of the young demon's body, piercing through the thick drainpipe above as easily as if it were made of paper. (End of Chapter)