Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world.

"It's now!"

When the angels sensed a significant weakness in the barrier, the six of them simultaneously raised their scepters, and pure white holy light converged into a giant pillar several meters in diameter, which crashed down with a deafening roar.

Almost simultaneously, the three-headed demon opened its massive maw and spewed out dark green hellfire, mixed with countless wailing fragments of souls, which attacked the barrier from the other side.

Attack from both sides.

Wu Heng suddenly turned around, and on his raised right glove, the four colors of energy suddenly mixed into a chaotic dark gray, which he pushed forward.

boom--!!!

The balance barrier did not break, but it began to vibrate violently.

The dark gray energy collided with the holy light and hellfire, erupting in blinding flashes and explosions. The shockwave pulverized the dense skeletons on the hill, and even the nearby engine units shook.

When the light faded, the angels and demons saw Wu Heng sitting on the ground, his right hand supporting him. The light on his glove had dimmed considerably, and even unstable, black vein-like patterns had appeared on its surface.

"He's suffering a backlash!" an angel cried out excitedly. "The glove is starting to malfunction, give it your all!"

Unbeknownst to them, Wu Heng, kneeling on the ground, looked down at the 'just right' black patterns appearing on his gloves, and his lips twitched almost imperceptibly.

The battle intensified over the next ten minutes.

Wu Heng was 'forced' to constantly use the strength of the gloves.

Use the power of war to repel the great demon, use the power of plague to weaken the angel's holy light shield, use the power of death to temporarily immobilize the enemy who wants to launch a sneak attack, and then use the power of balance to barely maintain the defense.

With each use, the black lines on the gloves spread a little further.

His breathing became heavy, and sweat beaded on his forehead.

"He's dying!" the goat-headed demon roared excitedly. "Open the Abyss Rift and drive him in as planned!"

The six angels exchanged a glance, simultaneously thrust their scepters into the void, and began chanting a forbidden prayer.

This is not a technique from Heaven, but a secret method they obtained from some ancient ruins, capable of briefly tearing apart the rift between Hell and the Abyss.

The void began to distort, and a crack with viscous, dark purple substance flowing along its edges, like an open, evil eye, slowly unfolded above Wu Heng's head.

From the rift came a roar deeper and more primal than hell itself, a whisper from the abyss that even demons feared.

"Now! Join forces!" the archangel roared.

All the angels and the great demons unleashed their strongest attack simultaneously, not to kill Wu Heng, but to blast him into the abyss rift.

Holy light, hellfire, bone spurs, and curses—nine attacks converged into a destructive torrent, engulfing the location where Wu Heng stood.

Amidst the torrent, Wu Heng barely managed to lift his glove, erecting the last thin layer of balancing shield. The shield flickered violently under the attack, and black patterns had already covered most of the glove's surface.

boom!
The shield shattered.

Wu Heng's figure was violently slammed into the abyss-like rift in the air by the impact.

In the instant before his body plunged into the crack, the light on his glove went out completely, and black patterns covered the entire glove, even beginning to spread towards his wrist. In the eyes of angels and demons, this was a sign that the glove had completely lost control and the backlash had begun.

"We succeeded!" The angels breathed a sigh of relief.

The great demons licked their lips, already plotting how to divide the spoils with Heaven afterward.

However--
Just as Wu Heng's body was about to completely sink into the abyss rift, a sudden change occurred!
The skeletal hill below him, and the pre-installed engine units within a hundred meters around it, suddenly emitted a low, resonant hum.

Amidst the humming sound, countless previously hidden, incredibly complex energy patterns emerged on the ground. These patterns, with each engine as a core node, seemed to have activated the hellish energy previously absorbed and accumulated due to the holy light energy brought by the angel's attack.

The engine is running!

The shapes are interconnected, forming a massive teleportation array covering the entire area in a fraction of a second.

The array's light was not the usual blue or white, but a balanced gray-white light, just like Wu Heng's gloves.

Immediately afterwards, a powerful, space-distorting force erupted from the center of the array. This force did not attack anyone, but rather, like an invisible tentacle, precisely wrapped around Wu Heng, who was about to be sucked into the abyss rift, and then...
Swish!
Wu Heng's figure vanished instantly, forcibly pulled away by the teleportation array, and escaped the gap.

The angels' remaining energy attack also broke the rift, causing it to close.

Everything happened in a flash.

When the angels and demons realized what had happened, the area in front of the abyss was empty, with only the slowly dimming teleportation array on the ground as proof of what had just occurred.

"A teleportation array?! When did he...?" The archangel's exclamation abruptly stopped. "You know, this place was sealed off by us."

Because something even worse happened.

The teleportation array did not completely shut down after completing the teleportation; instead, it released a final wave of intense spatial disturbance ripples.

Ripples swept across the surrounding area, and the already unstable spatial structure caused by the opening of the abyss rift began to collapse in a chain reaction, like dominoes being toppled.

"The spatial anchor point has failed!"

"Short-distance teleportation cannot be activated!"

"The spatial rules here are in disarray, affecting an area of ​​at least two hundred miles!"

The angels were horrified to discover that they were trapped.

To leave this deep hellish region, the only option now is to fly to a stable location two hundred miles away, where you can use teleportation or open a portal back to Heaven.

Although this distance is not far for them.

Just like a mile for an ordinary person.

But what chilled them even more was that the demonic tides that had previously dared not approach because of Wu Heng's aura were now surging again in the surrounding darkness.

Countless scarlet eyes lit up in the darkness, filled with greed and hunger, locking onto these trapped 'delicious' creatures that radiated a pure, holy aura.

The computers that had already started up disappeared into the space layer.

Even after the leading commander searched further, he could not find any trace.

"Damn it, we've been tricked!" The archangel's face turned ashen as he gripped his scepter. "Prepare for battle! Deal with these demons first!"

In the real world, at the intersection of Walsh Highway 1.

Dean kicked over a low-ranking demon who was trying to sneak up on him, then turned around and roared at the slowly rotating hell rift that was emitting a suction force: "Lor, can you fucking hear me? Answer me!"

There was only static in the communicator.

Sam used his telekinesis to slam the two imps against the rock wall, sweat beading on his forehead: "The suction of the crack is increasing. He might really have been dragged deeper."

"Then let's fire!" Dean loaded his shotgun. "I want to see just how many layers of hell there are!" (End of Chapter)