Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world.

"Since you've come here, it seems you have some ideas?" Dean stared at Crowley, fully aware of the devil's cunning, and asked bluntly.

“Yes.” Crowley didn’t deny it, but readily agreed with a nod. “If you still don’t have a solution, I can offer a suggestion, but…”

He looked at Sam, who was startled, and Dean instantly had a bad feeling.

Crowley looked Sam up and down with anticipation in his eyes: "Sam, you are the possessor of demon blood, the destined human body of Lucifer, and the weapon chosen by the power of hell."

"There is only one way to trap Lucifer: agree to become Lucifer's vessel. The moment his soul enters your body, lead him into the open cage, then quickly seal the cage. Lucifer will then be sealed inside the cage."

Crowley then changed his tone: "Of course, this will also lead you into the cage with Lucifer, and the consequences will be far more terrifying than death, because your soul will not be torn apart. Lucifer, alone in the cage, will endlessly torment your soul, and the pain will be unimaginable."

At this point in Crowley's speech, Dean and Sam's expressions changed.

Especially when Dean rushed forward to grab Crowley by the collar, wouldn't that lead to Sam's sacrifice?

But Sam blocked his movement.

After his eyes darted back and forth, Sam finally made up his mind and said in a deep voice, "I'm willing to do it."

Wu Heng watched all this from the side. If he really did what Crowley said, how would it be any different from the plot? Why would he have gone through all the trouble of moving the cage here?

Crowley stretched out his hands, signaling Dean not to get agitated: "I'm just offering a suggestion and method that I think is reasonable. Whether you adopt it or not is up to you, or if you have a better method, that's fine too. I'll fully cooperate."

“I have to go back now. Here’s my contact information. You can contact me if you have an answer.” Crowley handed over a demon badge.

Sam reached out and took it. Crowley looked at Wu Heng, but Wu Heng gestured for him to wait a little longer.

"It hasn't come to that yet," Wu Heng said calmly. These words instantly brought new hope to Dean's eyes and also brightened Sam's eyes. If he could stay alive, he certainly didn't want to die.

The most important thing is that kind of hellish torment. He knows how terrifying it is. Death is just the beginning. He's not a masochist.

"Do you have any ideas, Lore?" Dean asked hastily.

"Wait a minute."

Wu Heng turned around and brought up a new data stream on the holographic control panel.

“Bobby,” he said, connecting the communication, “the defensive strategy has changed. We’re abandoning the defensive posture and switching to harassment and delaying tactics. We’ll use every means to hold off the main force of the demons, but we need time to avoid large-scale engagements.”

"How long?" Bobby's voice was punctuated by gunshots and explosions.

"At least forty minutes."

"receive."

Communication was cut off, and Wu Heng looked at Crowley: "Tell me Lucifer's most likely 'feeding' location right now."

Crowley gave him a set of coordinates: "But I suggest we don't disturb him. It would be worse to anger a Lucifer who is eating."

“Don’t bother him,” Wu Heng said, his fingers moving quickly across the control panel. “Just prepare a special dessert for him.”

He brought up the energy model of the four rings and began to readjust the parameters.

Dean and Sam stood by, watching this scene with extremely complicated feelings. Just minutes ago, they were fighting to the death against Crowley's demon army, and now they had to stand in the same room as Crowley, discussing how to deal with Lucifer.

The world is changing too fast.

Sam suddenly whispered to Dean, "Do you think what he said is true?"

Dean stared at Crowley's back. This slightly overweight, suit-wearing devil was now intently watching Wu Heng manipulate the data, like a serious technical consultant.

“I don’t know,” Dean finally said, “but Lor believes him, at least for now.”

"What if this is a trap?"

“Then we’ll all go down together.” Dean wiped the blood from his face and looked at the increasingly worse battlefield situation on the holographic screen. “Things can’t get any worse anyway.”

Outside, the howls of demons and the sounds of explosions could be faintly heard, seemingly very close.

The shockwaves from Crowley's departure hadn't completely dissipated; the air in the room seemed to still be trembling slightly.

“What do we do now?” He took a step forward, ignoring the stinging pain from the wound under his ribs. “Lucifer will recover in forty-seven minutes, and Sam Lohr, do you really have a way to free him from that damned vessel fate?”

Sam didn't speak, he just silently looked at Wu Heng.

Wu Heng did not answer immediately.

He turned and walked to the other side of the console, brought up a hidden file directory, and quickly operated his fingers on the screen to unlock the multi-layered encryption protocol. A live monitoring video was retrieved and started playing.

The image is of this room, taken from a downward angle from the top corner of the room, and the time displayed is four minutes ago.

In the video, Crowley has just finished his heartfelt speech and bow. The picture is clear and the audio quality is extremely high. Even the subtle sound of Crowley's suit fabric rubbing together can be clearly heard.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Heng's voice rang out, calmly accepting the cooperation, and then the most crucial part arrived.
Wu Heng quickly typed a series of commands into an inconspicuous touchpad below the console with his left hand.

The progress bar representing energy transfer flashed by on the screen, and the coordinates of the transfer target were magnified and displayed, which was the location of Lucifer that Crowley had reported.

The transmitted content was this recorded conversation.

Once the progress bar is complete, it displays 'Transfer complete'.

Dean and Sam froze on the spot when they saw Wu Heng's actions, as if they had been doused with invisible ice water. The only sound in the room was the low-frequency hum of the energy pipes, which sounded particularly jarring at that moment.

"This..." Dean opened his mouth, his throat went dry, and his voice faltered. He looked at Wu Heng, his eyes filled with disbelief and immense confusion. "You...transmitted the conversation to Lucifer?"

Sam's face turned pale instantly.

What does it mean that he thinks deeper and faster than Dean?
This means that all their plans—the plans about the cage, the Four Horsemen's ring, and the sealing—have been exposed to Lucifer!

Any information provided by Crowley regarding Lucifer's weaknesses could be immediately known and addressed by Lucifer himself.

"What are you doing?!" Dean couldn't help but roar, his fists clenched. "He knows! Lucifer knows everything now! He knows we're going to seal him away, he knows Crowley betrayed him, he knows we're plotting here! How are we supposed to fight now?!" (End of Chapter)