Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world.

Like a black lightning bolt, the impala sped along the interstate highway, tearing through the night.

The atmosphere inside the car was tense. Dean gripped the steering wheel tightly, his gaze occasionally sweeping over the combination of runes on the dashboard.

The activated rune was emitting a steady, pinpoint-sized glow, guiding the way.

"The signal is stable, and we're not far ahead. It's the old industrial area of ​​Harrison City," Dean's voice broke the silence.

Sam stared intently at the tablet. The satellite map retrieved by 'Internet Addict' showed that the area was full of abandoned factories and warehouses, making it an excellent hiding place.

Castio, however, had his eyes closed and his brows slightly furrowed, as if he were sensing something.

“There are faint holy fluctuations.” Castio suddenly spoke, his tone wary. “Not just one place. It’s the lower-ranking angels of Heaven. They’ve set up a barrier in that direction, a kind of ‘silent domain’ used for confinement and shielding.”

"They found Jesse?" Dean's heart skipped a beat.

“The barrier is forming, but it’s not completely closed yet. Jesse should be at the center of the barrier.” Castio opened his eyes, a hint of anxiety flashing in them. “They’re setting a trap to surround him. We must break through before the barrier is fully completed, otherwise, once Jesse is completely enveloped by the ‘Silent Domain,’ his power may be severely suppressed, or even forcibly purified!”

“Purification?” Sam’s expression changed. “Like what they do to those souls they consider 'guilty'?”

Castio nodded seriously: "Time is running out. It will probably take another ten minutes for that level of barrier to fully solidify."

"Ten minutes? Hold on tight!"

Dean let out a low growl and slammed the accelerator to the floor. The impala's engine roared, and its speed increased once again.

When they reached the edge of the old industrial area, they rushed into a rusty, abandoned factory marked 'Combiner Parts Factory', following the spell.

The eerie light on the talisman flickered violently a few times before going out.

"Damn it, the signal's gone!"

Dean slammed on the brakes, the tires screeching as they screech across the gravel-strewn ground, leaving a dark trail.

The three of them quickly got out of the car.

Dean crouched down to examine the ground, and under the headlights, he discovered the problem.

Scattered on the ground were some charred marks that emitted a strong sulfur smell, as if they had been corroded by strong acid, or as burn marks left by some kind of creature crawling.

"It's the trail of hellhounds!" Dean's face darkened. "And there's more than one; demons have arrived too, and their energy is interfering with the talisman's signal!"

"We've reached both heaven and hell." Sam felt a suffocating pressure. "This child is in grave danger!"

Castio pointed to the main workshop deep inside the factory: "The source of the barrier fluctuations is there, and Jesse is inside too. I can sense an energy conflict erupting inside!"

There is no time to hesitate.

The three drew their weapons. Dean held a dagger and pistol coated with exorcism water, Sam gripped a special salt bullet gun, and Castio pointed his fingers like knives, gathering angelic power at his fingertips, and they rushed toward the factory.

As they approached the rusty iron gate, they heard a strange buzzing sound coming from inside, mixed with rebukes in some inhuman language and stubborn rebuttals from children's voices.

"Get away from me, I won't go with you!"

It's Jesse's voice.

Dean kicked open the half-closed iron door, and the sight before them made them gasp.

In the center of the empty factory, Jesse's small figure stood there, surrounded by an unstable, visibly distorted force field.

Opposite him, three low-ranking angels dressed in modern casual clothes, with cold eyes, surrounded him in a triangular formation. They did not wield the usual angelic blades, but each held a metal ring that emitted a soft white light and was engraved with ancient runes. These were the "Binding Rings" used by Heaven to imprison dangerous and abnormal beings.

“Child, give up resistance, accept purification, come with us, returning to the embrace of the Creator is your only salvation!” the leader of the celestial beings said in a completely emotionless voice.

At the same time, he pointed the Holy Ring in his hand at Jesse, and a milky white beam of light shot into the force field around Jesse.

“I don’t want to!” Jesse screamed.

His once clear eyes were now filled with fear and the rage of being driven to the brink of despair. He raised his small hand and shouted at the beam of light, "Disappear!"

The moment the beam of light touched the distorting force field, it scattered and disappeared like water hitting an invisible wall, failing to penetrate it!
The three angels all wore expressions of disbelief.

The power of the Binding Holy Ring is enough to immobilize most supernatural beings, but this half-demon child's power of words can actually withstand it head-on?
"His power...exceeds expectations!" another angel exclaimed, increasing the energy output of the Holy Ring.

Three thicker beams of light shot towards Jesse at the same time.

Jesse gritted his teeth, his face turning red, clearly struggling to withstand the three holy ring beams simultaneously.

The distorted force field around him fluctuated violently, emitting a creaking sound as it struggled under the strain.

He shouted again, "Go back!"

A stronger, instinctive power of words erupted, like an invisible tsunami, not only blocking the beam of light again, but also violently reflecting some of the energy back!

boom! !

The rebounding angelic energy crashed into the factory's dilapidated load-bearing columns and walls, creating a tremendous roar.

Gravel fell in a flurry, and a huge crack instantly climbed up the mottled brick wall, causing the entire factory to shake.

"Oh no, this place is going to collapse!" Sam shouted.

In the midst of the chaos and smoke, Jesse, whose mind was in a daze due to loss of control of his power and extreme tension, suddenly turned his head.

He saw Dean and his men burst through the door.

At this moment, his rationality had been taken over by the 'demon bloodline' within him, and he had completely lost his ability to judge.

The figures of Dean, Sam, and Castio rushing towards him, along with the angelic and demonic powers within them, overlapped with the angel who had attacked him earlier and the hideous demon from his memory.

"Three bad guys again!"

A crimson glint flashed in Jesse's eyes as the power he had overused began to backfire on his sanity.

He abruptly raised his hand, aiming it at Dean, and a chilling power, enough to erase existence, gathered at his fingertips.

“Jesse! No, it’s me, Dean!” Dean’s pupils shrank.

He could clearly feel the destructive force pointing at him, and the aura of death was overwhelming him. He didn't have the holy artifacts in the hands of these angels!

Dean tried to explain, but Jesse seemed completely deaf to it.

"Jesse, look at this!" In a split second, Sam had a sudden inspiration. He pulled out the Iron Man doll that Jesse had left at his foster parents' house and waved it vigorously at Jesse. "Look, you left this for Mom and Dad, remember?"

"You said you love them! We're not here to hurt you!" (End of Chapter)