Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world.

Dean stood in a newly cleared area in the center of the camp, watching the latest batch of more than thirty survivors being helped toward the medical tents.

These people were discovered in a crystal mine that emitted mental screams. Most of them suffered from severe auditory hallucinations and walked unsteadily, yet still clutched their empty guns or dull knives tightly.

"Any news from the last team?" he asked without turning his head.

The communications officer behind him quickly flipped through the record board.

"The Tracker team, led by Walker, consists of fifty members. They have been out of contact for ninety-six hours. Their last known coordinates were in the northwest, about 270 kilometers away, near the edge of Howling Canyon. According to the plan, they should have returned or sent back a signal yesterday."

“Howling Canyon…” Dean chewed on the word.

Benny mentioned that place before, saying it was one of the landmarks in Purgatory, with energy turbulence so strong that it could make a compass spin in place, and many troublesome things that liked to hide in the shadows of energy.

"What about the liaison drones that were sent out?"

"All thirteen aircraft lost contact 20 kilometers outside the canyon due to excessive energy interference."

Dean cursed and turned to walk toward the command tent.

Sam was inside staring at a huge holographic map of the infernal terrain, marked with all search and rescue routes, known danger zones, and survivor discovery points.

The green dot representing the Tracker team finally stopped at a canyon entrance marked in deep red, and hadn't moved for a long time.

“Walker isn’t a novice,” Sam said without looking up, his voice weary. “His team carried plenty of borosilicate bombs and emergency teleportation scrolls when they got stuck in the abyss. If they couldn’t even send out a distress signal…”

“They’re either all dead, or trapped in a place where they can’t even use their weapons.” Dean continued, walking to the map and poking at the deep red area with his finger. “Where’s Benny?”

"He's resting. He was exhausted after venturing deep into the tubular forest to find Reno's team last time." Sam finally looked up, his eyes bloodshot. "Dean, there are already 943 people. We've rescued more than the number of people who went down to rescue. How long will the rift last..."

“Lor says he can hold on, as long as nothing goes wrong on his end.” Dean interrupted him, but his tone wasn’t relaxed. They both knew that the so-called stability was achieved by Lor under unimaginable pressure, and every second was being worn down. “The Trackers are the last team, fifty people. We can’t just give up like this.”

Sam paused for a few seconds: "Send another elite team, I'll lead it."

His words were drowned out by a sharp alarm that sounded simultaneously from all directions of the camp.

This was not an ordinary attack, but a more frequent and severe alarm about abnormal energy tides.

On the hologram, the dark red background energy flow, which was originally just flowing slowly, suddenly began to rotate and converge violently, as if stirred by an invisible hand, forming a huge vortex nascent around the camp.

Around the vortex, countless tiny red dots represent energy signals from the creatures of purgatory.

They are emerging from all directions in the depths of purgatory with unprecedented density and speed, like iron filings attracted by a magnet, surging towards the camp!

"All personnel, prepare for maximum combat readiness! This is an attack! A biological offensive triggered by an energy tide!" Sam roared into the communicator.

At the same time, the hologram parameters were rapidly adjusted in an attempt to analyze the source of the tides.

Dean had already rushed out of the tent. The camp instantly shifted from tense tranquility to a boiling battlefield.

All the Witchers, whether they were newly rescued and still weak, or fresh recruits from the human world, rushed to their battle positions.

The runic barrier's light shield was pushed to its maximum power, emitting an overloaded hum.

Benny appeared beside Dean like a shadow, his burns already scabbed over, making him look even more grotesque.

“They’re here!” His voice was hoarse, his scarlet pupils narrowed to slits. “The big ones are here. These monsters are driven, driven by a will, very strong, very… furious.”

As if to confirm his words, a deep roar, seemingly from the very core of the earth, echoed from the depths of the dark red sky of purgatory.

A powerful energy vibration that directly shook the soul came through.

Even the most oblivious Witcher felt his heart clench, and a strange chill crept up his spine.

At the center of the vortex on the hologram, an unprecedentedly huge red dot is slowly rising.

The energy it emitted instantly caused the monitoring instrument to exceed its reading.

“Abyss Lord…” Sam looked at the blurry label that automatically matched on the screen from the guild’s ancient database, and his face turned extremely ugly. “A native lord-level existence of Purgatory… The data is incomplete. All that is known is that the last time it was observed was three hundred years ago during a small Purgatory leak, which destroyed three demon legions and an angel reconnaissance team.”

"It came for us?" Dean asked a pointless question.

"It came through the rift. Last time it was intimidated by the guild leader and retreated. It seems it's prepared now," Benny corrected.

He looked up toward the center of the energy vortex, where thick fog swirled and a massive, indescribable shadowy outline was vaguely visible gathering: "The energy fluctuations of the passage, and the life signals of so many of us gathered together, are like a lighthouse in the night. It's coming, it's going to pass through the door."

“Then let’s give it a try.” Dean pulled out the bone blade he had brought back from Purgatory and hadn’t been willing to use, and then touched a cold metal syringe in his pocket.

That was one of the three 'Four Knights-level Enhancement Potions' that Wu Heng urgently delivered through the passage. The side effects description filled half a page, while the effect was only described in one sentence:
It greatly stimulates the body's potential in a short period of time and adds a powerful rule-corrosion effect to attacks. Use with caution!
"Sam, how long can the rune array trap that big guy?"

"I don't know, I haven't tried it." Sam was already directing the technicians to adjust the connections of all the Holy Light runes in the camp, trying to temporarily link them into a super-large confinement array. "Theoretically, full-power output can trap it for tens of seconds, but someone needs to attract its attention, and when the array is activated, the outer defense will be weakened by forty percent."

"A few tens of seconds...that's enough." Dean pulled off the syringe's safety cap, plunged the needle deep into his carotid artery, and injected all the medication.

The moment the icy liquid rushed into my blood vessels, it felt like liquid nitrogen being poured into my body, and then like gasoline being ignited.

Excruciating pain!

Every muscle and every bone was screaming, and a morbid green halo appeared at the edge of vision, but at the same time, a violent, almost non-self power exploded from the depths of the bone marrow!

He felt the faint trace of angelic power he had retained from the past being forcibly ignited and catalyzed by the potion, mixing into a scorching yet foul dark golden current that coiled around his arms and weapons. (End of Chapter)