Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world.

Like a startled hare, Lulu rushed out of the motel room, the howling wind outside instantly filling her mouth.

She subconsciously looked up, and a drop of icy rain silently fell onto her cheek. Her face was slightly cold, but the chill in her heart seemed to freeze her soul, making her shiver violently.

You must stay away from that terrifying guy.

She looked down and saw that the puddle outside the door, which had been just a damp spot, was now bubbling up as if it had a life source, with more rainwater, exuding a cold aura, spreading rapidly and almost wetting the tips of her shoes.

A sense of unease arose, and suddenly an immense, cold, and deathly pressure descended heavily from the rapidly gathering dark clouds in the sky.

The air became thick and heavy, making it almost impossible for her to breathe, and her waist involuntarily bent slightly.

Can't stay here any longer.

A deep fear flashed in Ruby's eyes. She stomped her foot, her body bursting with speed far exceeding human limits, transforming into a blurry black shadow that vanished instantly at the end of the corridor, leaving only a trembling murmur in the air: "Perhaps... only this terrifying fellow can deal with the being behind that witch."

The very next second after she disappeared.

In the open space in front of the hotel, amidst the misty rain, the silhouette of a decaying ghost ship rapidly solidified from its illusory form, as if slowly sailing into reality from another dimension.

But then the ship rippled like a reflection in the water before quickly disappearing and fading away.

Where the ship's shadow disappeared, Wu Heng's figure appeared silently, as if he had always been standing there.

He glanced indifferently in the direction Ruby had disappeared, his eyes showing no emotion, as if he had only seen an insignificant insect run away.

At that moment, the door was already open, and Sam, supporting Dean who was no longer coughing up blood but was still weak, saw Wu Heng appear like a ghost.

The two exchanged a glance, both seeing the same shock and an indescribable feeling in each other's eyes.

They had encountered quite a few witchers, some of whom had transformed themselves into half-human, half-demon madmen, learned wizarding techniques, and even fused with the power of evil spirits or demons.

But no matter how bizarre or powerful it may be, it is still within a comprehensible 'range'.

Lor's display of power increasingly gave people a sense of 'inhumanity,' a terror that surpassed all their understanding.

"Lor!" Sam suppressed his shock and quickly recounted what had just happened, emphasizing the curse on Dean and the antidote Ruby had brought.

Wu Heng walked into the room, his gaze sweeping over the pool of black blood mixed with ash and sediment that Dean had coughed up on the floor.

"The remnants of the curse bear the marks of hell, and have a pungent stench of herbs and blood sacrifices." He stood up, his tone calm. "So the goal is clear now: find the witch who cast the curse, and the demon behind her."

He looked at Sam: "The one who ran away just now, since she was able to get the antidote, she must know something."

Upon hearing this, Sam scratched his head somewhat awkwardly: "Um, I think it's not that she doesn't want to talk, it's probably... she's afraid of you."

He asked himself honestly, if he were the devil, seeing someone who could kill devils like chickens and extract their juice, he would probably run faster than Ruby.

Just then, Sam's phone vibrated. He took it out and saw a text message from an unknown number containing only one address: [117 Oak Road, triangular house].

"It's Ruby," Sam immediately realized. "She sent me the address!"

Dean also mustered his spirits and glanced at his phone: "Looks like that's it, Lor, we have to go there right away!"

Wu Heng looked at them: "Don't we need to make some preparations? Salt, holy water, and the like?" Dean and Sam both looked at Wu Heng with a 'Are you kidding me?' look.

Dean even grinned, trying to ease the tension with a joke: "With you here, what do we need all that stuff for? Maybe we should get a fishing rod, so we can fish along the way if we pass a lake."

At this moment, the torrential rain had stopped sometime earlier, but the sky remained overcast. This was a natural phenomenon and not a summons from Wu Heng.

Wu Heng didn't say anything more. He walked to the open space outside the hotel, a thought stirring in his mind.

Glug glug--!

A clear sound of water flowing could be heard from beneath the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the ghost ship emerged from the depths of the earth, first its translucent, water-like bow piercing through the asphalt ground, and then its entire massive hull.

It slowly rose from the ground, carrying the coldness and moisture from underground, and then quickly turned from ethereal to tangible, exuding a chilling aura of death.

The three of them went up to the deck.

The ghost ship emitted a low hum, and its hull blurred again, like ink merging into water, before vanishing instantly.

In the suburbs, deep in a secluded birch forest.

The three people and the boat appeared silently like ghosts.

Before me stood a strangely styled old building, with three bungalows arranged in a '品' shape, connected by narrow corridors. The walls were covered with dead vines, the windows were dusty, and the whole building exuded a gloomy and sinister atmosphere.

"This is it," Sam whispered, gripping his gun tightly.

Wu Heng was the first to disembark, and the ghost ship slowly sank into the ground behind him, as if it had never existed.

He walked straight to the triangular-shaped house, without any intention of sneaking in, and kicked open the rotten wooden door in the middle.

Squeak—bang!
The sound of the door shattering was particularly jarring in the silent woods.

The scene inside was nauseating. In the center of the living room, directly opposite the door, three witches dressed in black robes with gloomy faces were surrounding a doll made of straw and black cloth. A note with Dean's name and a tuft of hair was pasted on the doll.

They were chanting incantations as they viciously stabbed long, green-glowing steel needles into the doll's heart, throat, and eyes.

Just as the steel needle was about to pierce the doll's eye--
"Ugh!" Dean suddenly let out a painful groan. He felt a sharp pain in his eyes, as if he were being pricked by needles.

At the same time, it felt as if an invisible hand was choking my throat, and I suddenly found it difficult to breathe.

Wu Heng's eyes turned cold. Without making any big moves, he pointed his finger, and several tentacles of evil spirit puppets shot out from the shadows beneath his feet, easily binding the three witches tightly. The powerful binding force instantly interrupted their evil ritual.

Dean's pain was immediately relieved by more than half.

“The basement,” Wu Heng said to Dean and Sam. “It seems your ‘ally’ is locked up down there.”

The two immediately realized they were referring to Ruby and hurriedly searched for the basement entrance. (End of Chapter)