Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world.

This amplified Dean's deep-seated fear and guilt about losing his brother, and he almost instinctively lunged at Sam, trying to physically control him.

Castio felt a strong sense of self-doubt and alienation.

Human emotions were like looking through frosted glass, visible but untouchable. The whispers of famine echoed in his consciousness: "What are you, angel? Human?"

"What is the meaning of your existence? What do these conflicts have to do with you? Don't you yearn for true freedom of choice?"

This shook his will to fight, plunging him into a brief period of confusion and stagnation, as if he had lost his footing.

For Wu Heng, the Famine Knight projects an extremely realistic and detailed picture of destruction.

Lucifer and Gabriel engaged in their final battle above the ruined city. Holy light and hellfire intertwined, annihilating everything. Human civilization collapsed like a sandcastle. The Witcher Guild, Morric Manor, and everything he had built were reduced to dust under the absolute power.

This is the most direct and cruel denial of his wish for 'world peace'.

Just as Sam struggles with the temptation of power, Dean is dominated by fear, Castio is lost in confusion, and Wu Heng faces the illusion of destruction.

Inside the Fast Food King fast food restaurant.

"Ugh~~!" A weak, labored gasp, like that of a seriously ill old man, rang out.

"I'm so hungry! Food! Give me some!"

The townspeople, caught up in the famine's influence, saw their greed and strife escalate to a fever pitch, deliberately fueled by the famine!
People in restaurants tore at each other like wild animals; a stampede in a supermarket over a can of food instantly claimed several lives; and some even drove their vehicles recklessly into others to steal supplies.
Countless souls perished instantly in the backlash of extreme desire.

The Famine Knight, seated in his wheelchair, was like an invisible vortex, greedily drawing upon the soul energy filled with pain and greed.

His emaciated body seemed to have gained a little more weight, and the glint in his eyes intensified.

He knew that he had just awakened and his strength was far from recovered. It would be unwise to confront these four people head-on, especially that powerful guy with 'noble' desires.

"Heh heh. I'm hungry," he uttered a hoarse sound, as if he might die at any moment, yet he unhesitatingly spread the portion of his restored strength throughout the entire town!

The community's long-abandoned broadcast system suddenly emitted a piercing electrical noise, followed by a voice filled with seductive and twisted power that directly affected consciousness, resounding in the minds of all the survivors.

It amplifies their deep-seated hunger for everything: food, wealth, security, and power.
The chaos was like a wildfire doused with gasoline, its flames raging instantly.

Sam, Dean, and Castio had barely escaped their inner struggles when they were forced to confront this full-blown inferno.

They were forced to split up, with Dean and Castio attempting to build a makeshift fence to protect the survivors who had not yet completely lost their minds, using the power of the angels to construct a fragile defense.

Sam, once again using a vial of potion, suppressed his craving for power and fought off a small number of townspeople who rushed towards them, driven by their desires, in an attempt to prevent the chaos from spreading further.

They were held up so tightly that they couldn't concentrate on tracing the source.

Meanwhile, under the cover of the frenzy of desire he had created, the Famine Knight, pushed in his wheelchair by several low-ranking demons with equally frenzied eyes but still retaining a sliver of obedience, moved silently toward the back of the town, toward the interstate highway.

He had already learned from the demon's henchmen that the 'war' had been sealed away, and now all he wanted was to get away from this dangerous place as quickly as possible.

That noble fellow in town, weakened, was no match for him.

However, just as he was about to reach the edge of the town and thought he could escape smoothly, Wu Heng's figure slowly emerged from behind the wreckage of abandoned vehicles, blocking his way. At the same time, Dean, Sam, and Castio, who had barely dealt with the crisis around them, also flanked from the flanks, forming an encirclement.

With his escape route completely blocked, the Famine Knight's withered face revealed obvious anger and ruthlessness for the first time.

He immediately changed his strategy.

Sitting in his wheelchair, he suddenly turned his gaze to the few low-level demons who were still maintaining basic consciousness and were following him.

"I'm so hungry. I need food!" he repeated hoarsely, his voice carrying a strange, soul-stirring allure.

He resisted the instinctive urge to devour these demon souls directly, instead directing the power of 'Famine' towards their deepest desires for power and advancement.

In an instant, the eyes of these low-level demons turned completely red!

The way they looked at each other was no longer a simple expression of obedience or cooperation, but rather an extreme greed as they gazed at the 'supplement'!

"Roar--!"

A demon lunged at its companion, its claws tearing through the creature's chest as it frantically devoured the dissipating black mist and remains.

The other one howled and charged toward Dean and his group, trying to grab a witcher to eat!
Even worse, they began to coerce the nearby townspeople, who were still in a frenzy, and drove them towards Wu Heng and his companions like human shields.

At that very moment, a hidden summoning circle that the Famine Knight had set up in advance on the edge of the town was instantly activated.

The faint light of the spell array flickered, but instead of summoning new demons, it released a large amount of hellish power.

These black mists amplified the devouring desires of all the residents in the area and enhanced their bodies.

These demons and townspeople, manipulated by desire, became the perfect temporary cannon fodder.

They not only relentlessly attacked Wu Heng and his group's lines, disrupting their offensive rhythm, but more importantly—

Whenever a demon is killed in the chaos, or a townsman who has been caught up in the chaos dies from the backlash of desire, the soul energy and life essence released when they die are drawn by an invisible force field, turning into tiny streams of energy that are instantly devoured by the Famine Knight sitting in his wheelchair.

"Uhhhhh-!"

As it devoured this energy, the Famine Rider let out a cry that was both painful and exhilarating.

His emaciated body began to fill out at a visible speed, as if energy was flowing beneath his skin, his eyes gleamed with a dark light, and the intensity of the 'famine' force field emanating from his body suddenly increased.

He used the deaths of these cannon fodder to temporarily break through his weakened state!
Immediately afterwards, he raised his withered finger and aimed it at Wu Heng and the other three, who were temporarily entangled by the cannon fodder, and unleashed an even more powerful authority:
"hunger!"

This time, it's a deprivation that directly targets the very source of life!

An invisible force enveloped the four of them. Dean instantly felt his strength rapidly draining away, his throat parched like a desert; Sam felt the demonic power within him becoming 'hungry' and restless; Castio felt his own angelic energy being interfered with by 'thirst'.

Even Wu Heng seemed to experience a very slight stagnation in the flow of energy around him, at least that's how it appeared to the Famine Knight. (End of Chapter)