Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world.

"It seems you're really impatient. This sealing method is quite good," Wu Heng finally spoke.

The voice wasn't loud, but it strangely pierced through Dean and Sam's painful screams, echoing clearly in the conference room that was on the verge of breaking down the rules.

“These four rings are indeed the keys to unlocking that cage, and your actions in sealing the rings were theoretically flawless.”

He paused, and in that instant when Lucifer and Michael's souls, having occupied the vessels, were infinitely close to this world and their senses infinitely sharpened, he uttered his final words:
"But the problem is..."

Wu Heng's lips curved upwards very slightly.

"The door to the cage..."

"It's already been opened."

Why bother using a key to open a door that has already been opened?

The moment the words fell, centered on the four dim rings that had fallen, countless extremely complex gray-white runes suddenly lit up on the floor, walls, ceiling, and even under Dean and Sam's feet and on their bodies. These runes had been inscribed long ago but remained hidden until now and were 'activated'!
These runes were not added later.

They've always been here, part of this 'ordinary' meeting room, forming a network of anchor points for balancing forces, quietly waiting.

Neither of them had ever imagined that Wu Heng would have the ability to bring the cage that could seal them into reality, to this place.

They thought that by temporarily locking up the key, everything would go smoothly.

The entire room was instantly illuminated.

"what?!"

Lucifer and Michael, who were possessing the Winchester brothers, were both shocked, as they recognized the aura.

Especially Lucifer.

This aura of imprisonment, which he loathed from the depths of his soul, was a nightmare, even for someone of his level.

He had finally escaped that place, but now he had reappeared, and he actually went back inside on his own initiative.

The buzzing sound grew louder and deeper, no longer seeming to come from somewhere, but rather as if the entire space itself was vibrating and resonating.

The ground, walls, ceiling... everywhere covered by gray-white runes began to emit a soft but undeniable light.

The light was not dazzling, but it carried a strange attraction, an attraction that targeted energy and existence itself.

Lucifer's soul, which had just invaded Sam's body, suddenly froze.

He felt apprehensive.

This light, this vibration, this increasingly clear sense of boundaries... this was his nightmare.

"Lor Morric!!" Sam roared, his voice a mixture of shock and rage.

The voice twisted between Sam's original tone and Lucifer's: "You think you can trap me like this? You're sealing them both in too? Their souls will suffer endless torment and pain!"

Within Dean's body, Michael's icy voice also resonated, tinged with a rare hint of surprise and doubt: "What do you intend to do? Heaven will not allow this!"

Wu Heng ignored their threats and questions.

He stood in the center of the light and slowly raised his hands.

This time, what appeared in his hand was no longer the ring of the Four Horsemen, but a grayish-white energy that constantly changed shape and existed between reality and illusion.

This is the original power he seized from the Antichrist and refined over a long period of time—a forbidden power capable of distorting reality, interfering with the soul, and even briefly touching the authority of 'definition'.

“I’ve said it before,” Wu Heng’s calm voice pierced through the increasingly loud buzzing in the space, “the body has never been a limitation.”

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly grabbed at Dean and Sam with both hands, then yanked them violently in front of him. "Ugh—ah!!!"

Dean and Sam simultaneously let out inhuman howls of pain, their bodies arching violently and their mouths opening wide uncontrollably.

Their faces were contorted with two distinct kinds of pain: the excruciating pain of their bodies being forcibly torn apart, and the agony of their souls being brutally touched and stirred by some force.

Then, a chilling scene unfolded.

First came different lights, which poured wildly from their gaping mouths, wide eyes, nostrils, and ears.

Dean spewed out a cold, compressed starlight; Sam's mouth emitted a light that was a mixture of darkness and red, churning with sulfur and flames.

These two forces were forcibly bound and suppressed by the ubiquitous gray-white runes in the room and the Antichrist power in Wu Heng's hand. They could only surge and clash violently on the two people's bodies and around their mouths and noses like trapped floodwaters, emitting a suffocating terror.

Then came the physical transformation.

Dean and Sam's throats bulged visibly and throbbed violently, as if something alive was struggling frantically inside, trying to break free.

Their bellies bulged high and then suddenly collapsed, with constantly protruding and moving shapes under their skin, which was extremely bizarre.

"Pfft!"

A soft, sticky cracking sound.

Two wet, slippery, tentacle-like objects with interwoven dark red and grayish-white patterns suddenly burst out of Dean and Sam's gaping mouths.

They appeared soft and boneless, with no organs at their tips, yet they emanated a faint soul fluctuation belonging to Dean and Sam.

The two tentacles, like startled snakes, fell to the floor with two 'thuds' as soon as they left the host's mouth. Then, as if they were alive, they wriggled and quickly crawled towards Wu Heng, leaving slippery marks on the ground.

The moment the tentacles detached, Dean and Sam's bodies, which had been struggling violently, suddenly stiffened and then collapsed limply to the ground.

But in an instant, he stood up straight again, his aura even stronger.

The light emanating from Lucifer and Michael, which they spoke of and saw, was still clashing wildly, but their two bodies seemed to have instantly lost all vitality, turning into pure energy containers and battlefields.

Beneath Wu Heng's feet, in the center of the most complex set of runes that had been carved long ago, the ground rippled like water.

A portion of the puppet evil spirit burst forth from the ground!

The two tentacles that crawled out of Dean and Sam's mouths seemed to have found their home, and their speed suddenly increased. They pounced on the puppet evil spirit and precisely wrapped around and merged with it.

The ends of the tentacles melted rapidly, connecting with the puppet spirit's body and instantly healing.

Immediately afterwards, Dean and Sam's voices came from the two evil tentacles:

"It's... a success..."

"Consciousness...clear..."

Wu Heng instantly confirmed that it was the soul consciousness of Dean and Sam.

He forcibly extracted these two people from their bodies, which were about to be completely possessed and merged by Lucifer and Michael, in such an inconceivable way.

They temporarily resided in these two 'soul tentacles' shaped by the power of the Antichrist, and then transferred to the puppet evil spirit.

Lucifer and Michael instantly understood Wu Heng's plan, and their shock and rage almost made them temporarily forget their antagonism.

"How dare you—!!" A roar erupted from Sam's body. (End of Chapter)