Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world.

At this moment, she had a youthful face, but she looked furious, just like a pet that had been teased but couldn't retaliate.

But everyone knows that anyone who has such a misconception will probably be torn to pieces in the next second, and even their soul will be lost.

Just then, an extremely oppressive force field suddenly appeared in the sky.

This force field was sacred and majestic, carrying an undeniable pressure, as if a pair of eyes were looking down on this land from above the clouds.

Wu Heng's smiling face instantly turned serious. He stopped teasing Lilith and quickly manipulated the two tentacles of the evil spirit puppet to wrap around Dean and Sam, who were still on guard. He said in a deep voice, "Let's go. The situation has changed. Let's get out of here first."

He then looked at Lilith, his tone returning to calm: "Lilith, if you want them, you can come to Old Mike's Motel to find us."

As Wu Heng spoke, a black circle instantly appeared beneath the evil spirit puppet's feet.

He, along with Wu Heng on his shoulder, Dean and Sam wrapped in tentacles, and the Grim Reaper butler on the ground, stepped into the black circle and disappeared as if they had merged into water.

Lilith also looked up at the sky, her expression solemn.

She could sense that the force field came from the higher levels of Heaven, probably because the previous battle had alerted even more powerful angels.

Then, on the little girl's body that she possessed, cracks suddenly appeared, like shattered porcelain. A wisp of black smoke emerged from the cracks, circled the ground once, and then quickly disappeared into the ground.

The little girl's body instantly lost all life and became shriveled. It was a body that had died in a car accident long ago, and she had only temporarily borrowed it.

A moment later, a huge crack was suddenly torn open in the dark clouds in the sky, and a blinding beam of light, like a searchlight, shot down from above the clouds, precisely enveloping the entire abandoned glass factory.

The holy aura contained within the pillar of light acted like a high-temperature branding iron, instantly and completely dissolving the remaining demonic aura within the factory, leaving not a trace.

The remaining traces of energy from the altar previously erected by the demons crumbled rapidly within the pillar of light, like ice, and eventually vanished into nothingness.

The searchlight circled back and forth inside the factory several times, seemingly searching for some trace. After a long while, seeing that nothing was found, the beam of light slowly receded, the dark clouds closed again, and the sky returned to its pitch-black state.

Meanwhile, Dean and Sam, who had returned to the Old Mike Motel, sat on chairs in their room, still gripping their shotguns tightly.

Dean spoke first, his voice tinged with lingering fear: "What just happened?"

"The sudden oppressive force froze me in place, my thoughts seemed to freeze, and I couldn't move an inch. If you hadn't led us away in time, I'd probably still be stuck there."

Wu Heng stood by the window, looking at the drizzling rain outside, and pointed upwards: "Of course it's Heaven's backup plan, a long-range support attack, but we left in time, so we're safe for now."

"What about the three angels?"

Dean then asked, his gaze involuntarily drifting to the corner of the room, where a glimpse of the evil spirit puppet could be vaguely seen in the shadows, clearly hidden there by Wu Heng.

Wu Heng replied calmly, "They're safe in the hands of the evil spirit puppets. They can't self-destruct for the time being. All we have to do now is wait for Lilith to come." "Will she come?" Sam asked anxiously. He both hoped Lilith would come and worried that she was too powerful for them to handle.

Wu Heng nodded firmly: "She absolutely does not want to give up this opportunity. Those angel souls are a matter of life and death for her. She cannot refuse to come."

"Oh?" Dean immediately became interested, leaning forward slightly. "What do you mean by that?"

Wu Heng didn't elaborate, but simply said, "Hell has never been a peaceful place. Demons are full of competition among themselves, and every step is accompanied by casualties and sacrifices. Even the Prince of Hell cannot escape these struggles, let alone Lilith, who is the commander of the Royal Guard."

Hearing this, the two brothers exchanged a thoughtful glance and slowly nodded. Dean stroked his chin: "So, those angel souls are extremely important to Lilith, even more important than her status?"

“That’s how it is for her,” Wu Heng nodded.

"So?" Dean's eyes suddenly lit up, and Sam followed suit, his expression excited. They seemed to have guessed Wu Heng's plan.

Wu Heng nodded: "That's right. The quality and value of these angel souls far surpasses that of your father John's soul."

"Lilith would most likely be willing to trade John's soul for the angel's soul."

Upon hearing this, the two were filled with anticipation, and their previous tension and fear dissipated considerably. As long as they could save their father's soul and free him from suffering in hell, they were willing to try, even if it meant negotiating with Lilith.

Half an hour later, the lights outside the motel suddenly began to flicker, the crackling of electricity accompanied by the alternating brightness of the lights, making it extremely unstable.

Immediately afterwards, all the lights in the hotel went off in the same way, and even the sirens of several cars parked on the street went off for no reason, the sharp sirens sounding particularly jarring in the quiet night.

Chaos erupted in the hotel.

The guests who were woken up looked grim. Most of them were long-haul truck drivers who were already exhausted. After being woken up by the alarm, they were naturally not in a good mood.

Only Old Mike, who was guarding the hotel front desk, suddenly became serious.

He looked down at the big yellow dog lying trembling at his feet; it was a German Shepherd that had accompanied him on hunting trips for years.

Normally extremely bold, it would even pounce on a knife-wielding thug and bark wildly, but now, it tucked its tail between its legs, buried its head tightly in Old Mike's trouser leg, and its body was still trembling.

Without hesitation, Old Mike quietly took out a well-maintained shotgun from the cabinet under the registration desk, then grabbed the shotgun with one hand and pinched the scruff of the big yellow dog's neck with the other, lifted it up and strode into the inner lounge, closing the door behind him.

He knew perfectly well that the dog's reaction was absolutely correct; anything that could terrify it to this extent must be far more terrifying than a serial killer, something he couldn't possibly contend with.

Old Mike has been running this motel for over a decade. In addition, he enjoys hunting in the wild and has encountered some events that cannot be explained by science, and has even seen some strange spirits from afar.

These experiences taught him to assess situations, make the wisest choices, and not to easily provoke those he couldn't contend with. (End of Chapter)