Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world.

But since it wasn't human and they weren't actually eating it, Sam didn't find it offensive.

He took off the replica gloves from his hands, examined them carefully, and his eyes lit up with delight. He realized the value of this piece of equipment; in its first real combat application, it had demonstrated sufficient defensive power.

Wu Heng walked to Sam's side, looked at the slowly fading energy glow on the glove, nodded, and confirmed the most crucial point:
"It seems that this path is feasible."

After forcing back the Angel Squad, Morrick Manor went on high alert.

Dean and Sam worked even harder, taking turns adapting to the strength of the new batch of gloves being produced, while Wu Heng began analyzing combat data to refine his theory.

However, the remaining forces of the Balance Church, like venomous snakes in the gutter, have not given up.

Through the black market organization's extensive intelligence network, they gleaned a crucial piece of information: Dean Winchester had an extremely close relationship with the powerless 'former Antichrist' Jesse and his adoptive parents.

So some ideas came to mind.

In the afternoon, Dean had just finished a round of sparring with Sam and was sitting on the edge of the training field, drenched in sweat, drinking water, when his encrypted phone suddenly received a message from an unknown source that used an emergency code from the Witcher Guild:

Oak Shield community has been attacked by unidentified supernatural forces. The Turners are missing, and the community's defenses have been breached. Reinforcements are needed immediately! Location: Abandoned textile mill warehouse in the suburbs of Milton, suspected to be an enemy temporary stronghold! --Community Patrol

The message was accompanied by a blurry photo, but it showed a section of the community fence that was damaged and had charred marks.

"what?!"

Dean stood up abruptly, his eyes instantly turning red.

Jesse had finally settled into a peaceful life, but those bastards dared to mess with his family. Without thinking, he grabbed his car keys and weapons and rushed out.

"Dean, where are you going?" Sam had just finished training his demonic powers and came out of the shower when he saw that Dean was not in a good condition, so he hurriedly called out.

He is now using the balancing power of the gloves Wu Heng created to prevent the demonic bloodline from being carried to his body, and he believes that if he continues to do so, he will be able to completely get rid of the influence of the demonic bloodline.

This was the solution Wu Heng casually offered after he told Wu Heng about his troubles.

There are other solutions, such as will purification and sealing, bloodline removal and lock removal, etc., but Sam chose this one.

"Something's happened to Oak Shield! Jesse's parents might have been kidnapped! I'm going to check!" Dean shouted without turning his head, rushing out of the training field in a frantic manner.

"and many more!"

"Has the message been verified?" Sam hurriedly reached for his communicator.

"I'll leave the verification to you, Sam. Time is of the essence, I'll head over there first." Dean started the engine.

"Put on the balance gloves, just in case." Sam hurriedly tossed his gloves to Dean through the car window, and Dean's impala roared out of the manor gate like a wild horse.

Sam immediately contacted the Witcher stationed at the Oak Shield community, only to be told that everything was normal and the Turners had just been mowing the lawn in their yard.

His mind went blank for a second, and he realized something was wrong!
So he immediately rushed to Wu Heng's laboratory.

"Lor, Dean has fallen for the trap! He received false information and went alone to the abandoned textile factory warehouse on the outskirts of the city!" Wu Heng's eyes sharpened, and he immediately activated his 'internet addiction': "Track Dean's cell phone signal, analyze the source of the information, and retrieve all the data from the target warehouse!"

Data flowed rapidly on the light screen, revealing that the source of the information had been disguised through multiple layers and ultimately pointed to a server related to the 'black market'. The data from the target warehouse showed that there had been abnormal energy reactions there recently, which matched the characteristics of a trap.

"Prepare to provide backup." Without any hesitation, Wu Heng picked up the 'True Balance Gloves' placed on the energy base of the experimental table and skillfully put them on his hands.

A sense of unified, harmonious, and powerful energy instantly filled his arm. Compared to Sam and Dean, who still needed to adapt to the replica, his understanding of rules and energy, even though this body could freely control this creation, was in line with his character.

Dean drove the impala at breakneck speed, his anger and worry almost consuming him.

When he rushed into the abandoned textile factory warehouse, it was empty and dark.

"Mark, Catherine! Are you there?" Dean asked warily, gun raised.

His response was a sudden burst of blinding red light illuminating the warehouse!
Countless incantations composed of inverted crosses and shattered halos instantly appeared on the walls, floor, and ceiling, connecting with each other to form a huge three-dimensional magic circle that enveloped the entire warehouse.

A powerful suppressive force field, specifically designed to target 'abnormal forces', suddenly descended!

Dean felt as if he were stuck in invisible glue, his movements became sluggish, and the faint angelic power within him seemed to be frozen and completely dormant. Even the enchantment effect of the gun in his hand instantly failed!

“Mr. Winchester, we’ve been waiting for you.” Several members of the 'Church of Balance' dressed in tattered monk robes and a few 'Black Market' members with fierce eyes and the air of black market thugs emerged from the shadows, their faces bearing sneers of triumph.

"You persistent bastards!" Dean tried to struggle, but surrounded by the powerful 'Apocalyptic Power Suppression Array,' he was like an insect caught in a spider web, unable to move an inch.

"Don't worry, we won't kill you for now."

The leader, a fanatical believer, laughed and said, "You are our important bargaining chip in order to obtain 'divine authority' and those scriptures (experimental materials). I believe your companions will make a wise choice."

Just then, a muffled loud bang came from the direction of the tightly closed warehouse door.

The heavy metal door was as if struck by an invisible giant hammer, suddenly denting and twisting inward before exploding open with a bang!

Amidst the smoke and dust, Wu Heng's figure slowly walked in.

The glove he was wearing was emitting a steady stream of four-colored light, and the balancing crystal at its center was pulsating like a heart, easily dispelling the oppressive feeling brought by the surrounding suppression array.

“It seems I’ve arrived just in time.” Wu Heng’s gaze swept over the trapped Dean, then landed on the astonished church believers and black market members.

"Kill him, steal the gloves!" A black market boss reacted the fastest.

He raised a shotgun inlaid with evil spirit crystals and pulled the trigger. The others also launched their attacks, firing corrosive energy balls and poisoned crossbow bolts at Wu Heng.

Wu Heng didn't even move.

He simply raised his gloved right hand, and with a slight thought, the silver-gray light on the glove, representing 'death,' suddenly shone brightly. (End of Chapter)