Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world.

The next moment, his figure disappeared from the hellish base and appeared directly in front of the motel called 'Elysium Fields' located beside Interstate 90.

The hotel still retains its bright exterior, as if transformed by the power of Mercury.

But beneath this false prosperity lies a deathly silence.

Lucifer pushed open the slightly ajar door and stepped inside.

There was no divine radiance as expected, no tense meeting atmosphere, and not even a trace of living creatures.

All that remained was a scene of utter devastation.

The conference room door was broken, and the walls were covered with scorch marks, frost, corrosion marks and other marks left by various energy impacts.

A strange sense of 'emptiness' permeated the air, the void left behind after divinity was forcibly stripped away and the soul was completely annihilated.

There were no corpses, no lingering souls, only the purest form of disappearance.

Lucifer's brow furrowed almost imperceptibly.

This was not the scene he had envisioned.

He anticipated the gods' terrified kneeling or desperate resistance, not this scene of being 'harvested'.

"interesting."

He muttered to himself, his voice echoing in the empty hotel. This was definitely not the result of infighting among the native gods; something must have happened.

Someone cleared the obstacles for him.

But Lucifer knew this was definitely not a kind gesture; the 'blank' revealed that the other party had ulterior motives.

He extended his finger, and a wisp of dark energy flowed from his fingertip, like a sensitive probe, beginning to capture and analyze all the remaining energy in the air.

Chaotic fragments of divine power. A strange and complex fluctuation of power. An evil, predatory shadow force.

And the last faint, yet clear, direction
"hell?"

Lucifer's brow furrowed even more.

The residual energy trajectory actually points to hell?
Who killed these gods and went to hell, or did they come from hell, kill the gods, and then return?
His gaze deepened.

Currently, his entire focus is on this battle for supremacy with Michael in the real world, which concerns the future of this world.

He didn't care about the life or death of the group of native gods; in fact, he was happy to see it happen, as it reduced potential variables.

But the fact that someone could so cleanly and efficiently eliminate more than twenty gods, no matter how weak they were, and whose actions involved mysterious entities in Hell, made him feel a slight displeasure that was outside his plans.

But that's all.

After a moment's hesitation, the probing light in Lucifer's eyes slowly faded.

Now is not the time to create unnecessary trouble.

The primary objective is to enter Sam Winchester's perfect vessel and settle his doomed feud with Michael.

He turned, his figure vanishing silently from the hotel entrance as if erased by an eraser, as if he had never been there. Leaving only this empty, desolate 'Field of Elysium' as a silent tombstone of Ragnarok.

And later, it became a 'paradise' for homeless people.

Almost simultaneously with Lucifer's departure, a new high-priority announcement was automatically generated and pinned to the top of the Witcher Guild's internal network by the 'internet addiction' AI manager:
[Urgent Intelligence: Signs of the Apocalypse Knight's Awakening]

Based on energy model analysis and matching with global anomalies, it has been confirmed that the four Apocalypse Horsemen, representing war, famine, plague, and death, have begun to exert their power in reality.

Warning: The knight is in the initial awakening stage. Although his power has not yet reached its peak, his rule characteristics are extremely dangerous and cannot be dealt with by ordinary witchers.

Code of Conduct: Any member who discovers any abnormal event that meets the following characteristics, such as 'regional unprovoked violent conflict (war), large-scale sudden crop withering or unexplained thirst (famine), rapid spread of a strange plague (plague), or a sharp increase in abnormal mortality rate (death),' must immediately report it to the guild coordinates. Do not attempt to investigate on your own.

Source: Highest Authority Alert

Below the announcement, more detailed feature descriptions and case studies are also provided.

This announcement caused quite a stir in the Witcher community, but more than anything, it was met with solemnity.

The shadow of the apocalypse has now materialized into a real, walking calamity, a great disaster that no witcher can escape.

In less than half a day, an unusual message submitted by the Witcher Rufus Turner triggered the AI's alarm system.

Submitted by: Rufus Turner (Veteran Witcher)
Location: Black Creek, Colorado.

Anomaly description: "Recently, residents of the town have been experiencing large-scale, unexplained emotional breakdowns and violent tendencies."

Neighborhood disputes and street fights are frequent and escalating.

I investigated with Witcher Joe Javier and his mother Ellen, but found no trace of traditional demonic possession or curses. However, several residents insisted they had witnessed a large number of demons lurking in the town, a strange situation they described, and requested assistance.

Risk assessment: High! (Consistent with the initial activity characteristics of the 'War' Knight)
This information was immediately compiled by 'Internet Addict', made public, marked as high-risk in red, and a support request was sent to registered Witchers in the surrounding area of ​​Black Creek Town.

Meanwhile, Sam and Dean, who were driving the impala around like headless flies investigating clues while evading Lucifer, also received the distress message through the tablet in the car.

“Joe Javier of Rockbrook?” Dean looked at the familiar name on the screen, his fingers tightening slightly on the steering wheel.

"You know him?" Sam, in the passenger seat, noticed his brother's subtle reaction.

“Hmm.” Dean responded, his eyes filled with a complicated look. “Joe used to work as a bartender at that Javier Road tavern. Her father, William, was also an old hunter who died in a mission a few years ago. She… uh… is quite opinionated, a very bold and proactive girl.”

Sam keenly caught the subtle awkwardness in Dean's tone. He raised an eyebrow: "Just 'quite opinionated'? I remember once you were drunk and bragged to me about a 'hot little bartender' who almost gave up the bar for you or something."

"Hey, that's all ancient history!" Dean retorted immediately, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, but his ears turned a little red.

Then her expression turned melancholy: "She did confess her feelings, but you know, I'm not the type of person who's serious with girls. I made it clear to her back then that I only see her as a younger sister."

He paused, his voice lowered, carrying a sense of responsibility unique to men, almost instinctive.

"But... damn it, knowing she might be in trouble, and with this kind of damn Apocalypse Knight mess at that, we can't just ignore it, can we?"

Sam sighed understandingly.

He knew his brother too well. On the surface, he seemed carefree and cynical, but deep down he valued loyalty more than anyone else, especially towards women who had shown him kindness or even love. Even if he rejected them, he would not hesitate to lend a helping hand if they were in danger. (End of Chapter)