Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world.

Lucifer spread his arms, his voice filled with power: "Give up your futile struggle, Sam. Accept me. We are two sides of the same coin. You will gain unparalleled power, and we will reshape this flawed world. As for your and Dean's ridiculous demands..." He glanced at Michael, "Leave a plot of land for humanity. Sure, I can even promise that on that land, humanity can live according to their laughable 'free will,' as long as they don't overstep the boundaries."

Just then, Michael spoke.

His voice has a unique magnetism; it is clear and gentle, but every word carries an invisible weight.

“Dean.” Michael’s gaze fell on Dean. “Don’t be deceived by his lies. Once Sam becomes Lucifer’s vessel, Lucifer’s power will descend in full force. At that time, the gates of Hell will be wide open, and the scale of the demons will not be as small as it is now, but ten or a hundred times larger.”

"The sky will be shrouded in darkness, and the earth will be covered in sulfurous flames. The only thing that can stop this is the duel ordained by the apocalypse, in which I, Michael, will serve as the vessel for the other side and complete the final battle of destiny."

He stepped forward, creating a subtle confrontation with Lucifer.

“Only in this way can the disaster be contained within the ritual, and only then can the seeds of reconstruction be preserved for humanity after the final battle. Dean, you know what to do.”

Two extraordinary eyes simultaneously focused on the Winchester brothers.

The air in the room almost froze.

Dean looked at Sam, and Sam looked back at him. Both of them had a resolute look in their eyes, as well as a tacit understanding that only they could comprehend.

Then Dean suddenly shrugged, a roguish, self-destructive grin spreading across his face.

“Okay.” His voice was soft and his tone was very relaxed, but it was exceptionally clear in the deathly silent room. “I agree.”

"what?"

For the first time, a look of 'stunned' appeared on Michael's perpetually calm face.

He even doubted that he had heard correctly.

Lucifer's molten gold pupils contracted sharply as he stared intently at Dean.

Dean pursed his lips, spread his hands, and said in a slightly impatient tone, "What else can we do?"

"We can't fight them, and we can't run away. We've realized now that human strength is no different from that of ants in your eyes. This might be our only chance... to give it a try, isn't it? At least we can negotiate and leave some space for the rest of us."

He looked at Michael, his eyes so open they were almost scoundrelly: "You just said only you can stop him, right? Fine, come on, I'll trade my body for your ticket. This deal doesn't sound too bad."

"Are you... really sure?" Michael asked again, a rare occurrence, his tone filled with disbelief. Everything had gone too smoothly, abnormally so.

Previously, the angels of his faction had tried every means to obtain Dean's consent but failed, yet now they suddenly obtained it with ease.

It's like being a simp for so long, and then suddenly the goddess agrees—it's unbelievable for a moment.

“Of course.” Dean nodded decisively. “Hurry up, don’t dawdle.”

Lucifer gave Dean a deep look, then turned to Sam: "Sam, what about you?"

Sam met his gaze, the last trace of struggle vanishing from his face, leaving only a calm resolve: "I agree too."

"Let's begin." His voice and emotions were very stable.

There were no impassioned declarations, no tragic farewells; the Winchester brothers' surrender was so swift and decisive that it was almost childish.

But no one present thought this was a joke. Lucifer and Michael exchanged a glance, instantly reaching a tacit understanding beyond words: get the container first, and deal with everything else later!
They have confidence in themselves.

Almost at the same instant the brothers finished speaking, Lucifer and Michael's 'human bodies' collapsed simultaneously!

It didn't explode, but rather it scattered like a sand sculpture, revealing a pure, condensed cluster of soul light within.

One is a chaotic raging fire of dark gold and blackish-red, the other is a dazzling, cold light of order, like the core of a star.

The two orbs of light, carrying their true soul cores, shot towards Sam and Dean's chests like two shooting stars flying in reverse.

In the blink of an eye, as the soul separated from the body and shot toward its target, a blazing beam of destruction split off from the dark golden ball of light that Lucifer had transformed into.

From Michael's orb of order, a beam of absolute sealing light also shot out.

These two forces, which are completely opposite in nature and should have clashed and annihilated each other, now had the same goal and were perfectly synchronized as they bombarded Wu Heng, or more accurately, the four Apocalypse Rings that had appeared in Wu Heng's hand at some unknown time and were slowly rotating.

This attack was faster than the perception of time, and stronger than a mountain peak that could be instantly vaporized.

It didn't attack Wu Heng himself, but rather precisely and completely sealed the four rings that served as 'keys'!

“Buzz——!!!”

Amidst the strange resonance, the light on the ring—the dark red of war, the ghastly green of plague, the withered yellow of famine, and the gray-white of death—all vanished in an instant.

The ring itself became dull and lifeless, like four ordinary pieces of stubborn iron, falling from its suspended state, clattering onto the conference table, rolling a few times, and then remaining still.

The fact that they did this shows how much they valued Wu Heng.

It worked!
While Lucifer and Michael were seizing the vessel, they joined forces to seal away the biggest variable: the Witcher Guild Master's method of manipulating the key to open the cage!
They didn't attack Wu Heng, nor did they make any move before Sam and Dean fully agreed to possess him, precisely because they were afraid the two would change their minds.

Just as the ring's light went out—
"what--!!"

Dean and Sam both let out screams of extreme pain.

Their bodies trembled violently, light surged beneath their skin, and their eyes were instantly filled with inhuman light. Lucifer and Michael's souls had already stormed into their bodies and were beginning to brutally merge and take over!
Everything happened in less than the time it takes for one heartbeat.

The key is sealed, and the container is being taken away.

Lucifer and Michael's plan seems to have been executed perfectly, and perhaps the final battle of the Apocalypse is about to begin.

Wu Heng remained seated in his chair the entire time, without changing his posture. He even glanced down at the four lifeless rings on the table.

Then he looked up at Dean and Sam, whose bodies were undergoing horrific changes and whose expressions were contorted by excruciating pain on a spiritual level.

Then he looked at the two ancient lights within their bodies that were rapidly expanding and about to dominate everything.

There was still no expression on his face.

There was no panic of plans being disrupted, no anger of keys being sealed away.

Only a deep, calm sea remained. (End of Chapter)