Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world.

Wu Heng's gaze also fell on that point on the map. His eyes flickered slightly, and he could feel an even larger net slowly tightening, and at the center of that net lay the fate of all humanity in the world.

The angels' indifference, Lilith's appearance. The plot of this world continues to unfold as usual, but the hidden forces within are a million times greater than what is currently being revealed.

Although those figures were gradually emerging as time went on, his time was limited, and he couldn't let these guys just cower like that; he had to blast them out quickly.

The Winchester brothers were the key players in stirring things up, and he was curious to see which direction the game would ultimately take under his intervention.

Wu Heng's gaze lingered on Lake City on the map for a moment, and he lightly tapped the location with his fingertip.

“This should be it. These traces, when connected, form a massive portal.” He withdrew his finger, his tone calm. “Now that the lock on this door has been opened, it’s highly likely that it will be fully opened soon.”

"This line represents their traces."

Dean grinned and patted the hunting knife at his waist: "At least it left some flavor. Perfect, my new equipment hasn't been used yet."

The warm current within his body seemed to flow at a slightly faster pace, in accordance with his will.

Sam's expression remained grave as he tidied the scattered documents on the table: "Lilith has noticed us. We must be extremely careful in this operation. Dean, although your strength has increased, don't overexert yourself."

"Don't worry, kid, I know what I'm doing." Dean stopped joking and looked at Wu Heng. "When are we leaving?"

"Now."

Wu Heng turned and walked towards the door, the hem of his black trench coat tracing an arc as it drifted away in the wind.

"The time spent on the road is enough for you to become familiar with how to guide that energy more effectively, instead of wasting it as before."

Dean and Sam exchanged a glance and quickly packed their gear.

The black antelope's engine roared deep into the night, like a wild beast poised to pounce.

The car headlights pierced the darkness, carrying the three people away into the distance.

Outside the car window, the distant horizon was tinged with a heavy, dark hue, as if foreshadowing an impending storm.

Shortly after they left, a faint, almost milky-white light, almost blending into the night, flashed by in the shadows outside the safe house window.

Wu Heng sat in the car seat, a cold smile playing on his lips.

As we sped along the interstate highway, the desolate scenery flashed past the window, but the atmosphere inside the car was somewhat somber.

Because Sam eventually steered the conversation back to that topic.

“I still can’t understand it,” Sam broke the silence, his brow furrowed. “Those angels. They claim to be messengers of God, representing light and order. How could they just stand by and watch Lilith break the seal, watching dozens, or even more, die? What’s the difference between them and demons?”

Dean scoffed, gripping the steering wheel with one hand and tapping the edge of the car window with the other in frustration: "The difference?"

"The difference is that at least demons are openly evil, while those bastards, cloaked in holy garb, do even more disgusting things. Hypocrites are more damn hateful than true villains!"

He glanced at Wu Heng, who was resting with his eyes closed, in the rearview mirror: "Luo Er, what do you think those guys are thinking? Don't they really care that the world is turning into hell?"

Wu Heng slowly opened his eyes, his gaze calmly fixed on the gray sky outside the window: "What they care about is never the survival of humanity, but the 'order' itself, and their power and status within that order."

He paused, then continued his analysis in a calm tone: "Lilith's large-scale unsealing is ultimately aimed at releasing Lucifer and overturning the existing balance."

“This would be an absolute defeat and provocation for Heaven, and they won’t allow it to happen.” “Then why haven’t they made a move yet?” Dean pressed.

“The time is not right,” Wu Heng said calmly. “For them, the cost of going to the scene now might be too high, or they are waiting for a more suitable opportunity, such as letting humans and demons weaken each other before descending as saviors to harvest faith and consolidate their authority.”

"Adding flowers to brocade is far less valuable than providing charcoal in the snow; how can the greatness of faith be highlighted without the rampant spread of evil?"

"After all, humans are inherently inferior beings; without experiencing suffering, they cannot know what beauty is."

"Holiness and evil always complement each other."

Sam felt a chill: "So...we, and all those innocent people who might die, are just pawns in their eyes?"

“That’s one way to put it.” Wu Heng’s answer was cold and direct.

"And the entire human world is the battlefield they have chosen."

Dean cursed and slammed his fist on the steering wheel: "Damn it, does that mean whatever we do is useless, since it's all up to those high and mighty guys who call the shots anyway!"

"Not necessarily." A barely perceptible smile appeared on Wu Heng's lips. "Since they want to stay out of it, then we'll drag them into it."

"Drag them down?" Dean and Sam looked at him simultaneously, their eyes gleaming with hope.

"How do we do it?" Sam asked eagerly.

Wu Heng turned his gaze back to the road ahead, his eyes deep: "This seal is an opportunity."

"The thing that Heaven cannot tolerate most is 'blasphemy'."

"Especially the desecration of their own power and authority. If we can create a 'desecration' event that they cannot ignore and that involves their core interests, they will have no choice but to step in early."

Wu Heng did not explain the specific plan in detail, but the calmness and calculation in his words made the Winchester brothers feel both uneasy and full of anticipation.

If they could really drag Paradise into this mess, the situation might become more favorable to them.

A few hours later, the three arrived in Lake Guang City.

This city, which prospered thanks to the lake and the glass industry, now carries a touch of the desolation of the Rust Belt, with a faint smell of water and industrial remnants in the air.

It appears to be in the midst of an economic crisis.

In such an atmosphere, the low morale of people naturally creates the perfect breeding ground for evil.

According to the plan, their first task was to locate the exact position of the seal node that might be related to water and mirrors.

The three of them checked into a motel near the old industrial area by the lake. The room window faced the area filled with abandoned factories and warehouses.

"Sam and I split up to go around the neighborhood and see if there's any news about strange rituals, missing persons, or cult activities."

Dean put down his luggage, stretched his wrists, and felt the power surging within him: "Lor, what are your plans?"

Wu Heng stood by the window, looking at the gray lake and rusty factory buildings outside: "I have some personal matters to attend to. Proceed according to plan." (End of Chapter)