Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world.

Wu Heng already knew the outcome, but he needed a process, a process to show 'others'.

It's like a 'paper'.

He looked at the 'Balance Crystal' floating in front of him, continuously emitting a faint resonance. A wisp of extremely subtle energy aura, which had been separated from the previous alarm fluctuations, lingered around his fingertips.

This thread carries a fanatical, twisted sense of worship, quite unlike the order of heaven or the chaos of hell.

"Internet addiction: analyze energy characteristics, trace the source, and match with all known supernatural cult symbols and records," Wu Heng calmly issued the order.

Data scrolled rapidly on the light screen, and images of countless ancient documents and hidden symbols flashed by.

The influx of demon hunters into the guild greatly enriched the database of 'internet addiction'.

A few minutes later, the result was confirmed.

In the center of the light screen appeared a distorted symbol composed of an inverted cross and a broken halo, with the name marked next to it: [The Church of Balance, also known as: The Church of Dawn and the End Times].

Core doctrine: Believe that the power of the 'Antichrist' is the God who breaks the existing deadlock between Heaven and Hell and brings true balance.

“So it turns out to be a bunch of power-chasing madmen,” Wu Heng said coldly, “a bunch of annoying ants.”

Following the energy threads, and combining his analysis of recent abnormal energy fluctuations and missing persons reports with "internet addiction," he finally pinpointed his target to an abandoned monastery located in a desolate mountain range, a hundred kilometers away.

"Butler," Wu Heng called out.

Shadows gathered, and Death's butler stood silently by.

"You remain at the manor to ensure the absolute safety of the Crystal and 'Oak Shield' communities, at the highest alert level," Wu Heng instructed. "Any unidentified energy approaching must be killed on sight."

"..." The Death Butler nodded silently, then disappeared into the shadows, strengthening the protection of the core area of ​​the manor.

This alien god, who now wields the power of death, has also risen to a higher level of power under Wu Heng's enhancement, making him capable of handling ordinary troubles.

Wu Heng then contacted Dean and Sam, who were on routine patrol duty on the outskirts.

Half an hour later, the impala stopped at the entrance of the manor.

"A cult that worships that kid Jesse, uh, worships the 'Antichrists'?" Dean raised an eyebrow after hearing Wu Heng's brief description, his tone filled with disgust. "There are all kinds of perverts out there."

“They’re trying to connect to the crystal. Their purpose is unclear, but it’s definitely dangerous.” Sam said gravely. “We must take down this stronghold before they cause any more harm.”

Wu Heng nodded: "We will disguise ourselves as independent witchers who are interested in the power of the 'Antichrist' and intend to seek cooperation, and infiltrate to investigate. Remember, our primary goal is to obtain intelligence and find out their purpose and means."

After a brief preparation, the three drove an inconspicuous black SUV toward the monastery.

After an hour's drive, they stopped their car outside the long-abandoned monastery, which was covered in withered vines.

It was already night, casting an ominous twilight over the ruins of the monastery.

"Can you feel it?" Sam lowered his voice, his demonic senses were sharper than others. "There's a very strong isolation barrier set up around it. It's not modern magic, it's very ancient, specifically designed for supernatural detection."

Dean observed through high-powered binoculars: "There are two men in tattered monk robes standing guard at the entrance, their eyes vacant, as if they've been brainwashed. There are also hidden sentries around, taking turns to patrol, making it a heavily guarded area."

"Damn, this doesn't look like a typical cult hideout."

Wu Heng closed his eyes and sensed for a moment, then whispered, "The barrier is very clever. Forcing our way through will alert them. We need to find the weak point in the energy node and sneak in silently." Using Wu Heng's exquisite perception of energy flow, they circled around to a gap in the collapsed wall behind the monastery.

There is a slight disturbance from the underground ley line energy, causing a barely perceptible ripple in the isolation barrier above.

"right here."

Wu Heng placed his hands lightly on the barrier, and a grayish-white power emanated from his palms, like water droplets dissolving into a sponge, silently dissolving a temporary hole in the tough barrier that could only accommodate one person.

"quick!"

The three quickly infiltrated.

The interior of the monastery was even more dilapidated than the exterior, filled with dust and a peculiar aroma, a mixture of musty and incense.

They evaded the patrolling lower-ranking believers and crept along the dilapidated corridors toward the cathedral, where they sensed the most concentrated energy.

However, just as they passed through an archway, a spell painted in dark red, consisting of an inverted cross and complex geometric shapes, suddenly lit up beneath Sam's feet.

"careful!"

Sam only had time to shout before the incantation unleashed a powerful binding force, like an invisible chain, pinning his feet firmly to the spot. A suppressive effect against 'abnormal power' spread out, causing him to feel his demonic bloodline stagnate.

"This actually suppresses the activity of demonic power," Sam said in a deep voice.

“It’s an Antichrist power-suppressing spell,” Wu Heng immediately recognized. “They’re using the same power characteristics as Jesse to create a trap!”

Several believers who heard the commotion rushed out of the shadows. Their eyes were fanatical, they were chanting incantations, and they were holding short staffs inlaid with black crystals, pointing them at Dean and Wu Heng.

"For the coming of the new god!"

The believers roared, their short staffs emitting dark red energy beams that were chaotic and corrosive.

Dean reacted with lightning speed, dodging the ray with a roll. His dual pistols spewed flames, and the silver-plated bullets accurately struck the wrists of two believers, knocking their short staffs away.

But more believers flocked in from all directions.

Wu Heng ignored the believers and quickly went to Sam's side. He had a small box in his hand that appeared out of nowhere, and inside was the 'Balance Crystal'!
He channeled a tiny, almost imperceptible amount of energy from the crystal and infused it into the suppressive incantation beneath his feet.

The grayish-white balancing force collided with the dark red suppressive incantation, producing a hissing sound.

Just as water extinguishes a flame, the incantation based on the power of the 'Antichrist' quickly disintegrates and becomes ineffective when it encounters a higher-level concept of balance in the source of power.

Sam felt his footing loosen and immediately resumed moving.

"Thanks!" he roared, unleashing his telekinetic power and sending several charging believers flying.

Without the advantage of the trap, these believers, who relied mainly on brainwashing and simple rituals, were no match for Dean and Sam. The battle ended quickly, and all the believers were subdued and bound.

"If I'd known, I wouldn't have bothered infiltrating. I could have just tied these guys up. Turns out they're a bunch of noobs!" Dean grinned.

Wu Heng walked straight to a very well-hidden, metal-reinforced, disguised wooden door at the back of the cathedral.

He placed his hand on the door lock, and the evil spirit's power seeped in, disrupting the internal structure. With a click, the door opened. (End of Chapter)