Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world.

"Dean!" Sam saw the bluish-black veins bulging on the side of his neck and his eyes instantly turning bloodshot and red, but it was too late to stop him.

"Stop talking nonsense, activate the binding array!" Dean roared, his voice becoming hoarse and strange.

He leaped down from the fortification several meters high, creating a shallow crater upon landing, and then launched a counterattack against the first wave of infernal creatures surging in from outside the defensive line!
He was like a humanoid cannonball, enveloped in a mixture of dark gold and pale green energy.

When the bone blade swings, it's not just a physical cut, but an erosion.

When a low-level infernal creature is touched by the blade, the wound will not bleed, but will quickly rot, bubble, and disintegrate into black ash.

Dean's passage briefly cleared a path through the area.

But his target wasn't these lowly soldiers.

He stared intently at the enormous shadow that was becoming clearer and clearer in the thick fog—the Abyss Lord.

It finally revealed part of its form: the whole thing looked like a mountain of flesh made up of countless writhing viscera, jagged bone spurs and flowing lava, and was over thirty meters high.

Its body is covered with a thick, jet-black carapace that seems to absorb light.

It has no head in the conventional sense; its upper body consists of seven or eight thick tentacles with huge mouths or eyeballs at the ends, while its lower body consists of countless arthropod-like legs, each step causing the earth to tremble.

It noticed Dean, the little bug emitting an annoying glow, and casually swung a tentacle at a speed that created a sonic boom!

Dean did not dodge.

He roared and poured all the power in his body, spurred by the drug, into the bone blade, slashing it fiercely from bottom to top onto the tentacle!
"Clang—!!"

The ear-piercing sound of metal clashing together was accompanied by the hissing sound of something being corroded.

The bone blade broke open, and Dean was sent flying by the immense force, crashing through a section of the runic barrier and spitting out blood with black threads from his mouth.

But the tentacle was also cut with a deep, green-smoking wound, and the black carapace at the edge of the wound was rapidly softening and peeling off.

The Abyss Lord let out a painful roar, and more tentacles slammed wildly towards Dean's location.

It's now!

"Holy Light Imprisonment Array, activate!" Sam's voice echoed throughout the camp through the loudspeaker.

All the linked holy runes simultaneously erupted with an unprecedentedly intense light!
Countless golden rays shot out from all parts of the camp, weaving together in the air to form a huge, complex three-dimensional light net, which suddenly enveloped the Abyss Lord!

The moment the light net touched the lord's body, it emitted a violent sound and thick smoke, like a branding iron scalding flesh.

The lord's massive body stiffened abruptly, and the tentacles that were about to smash towards Dean also stopped in mid-air, twisting wildly but unable to break free from the restraints of the light net.

The optical network is rapidly dimming and clearly won't last much longer, but it has indeed temporarily trapped it.

"Now! Focus fire! Borax bombs, all heavy weapons, aim for its damaged armor and joints!" Sam roared the order.

The demon hunters, who had been preparing for a long time, opened fire.

Borax shells, enchanted heavy crossbows, and even several newly assembled large energy projectors from the human world unleashed a torrent of firepower at the temporarily immobilized abyss lord.

The explosions, the pale flames of borax, and the scorching of holy light burst forth on the lord's body, shattering its black shell and sending slime and lava flying everywhere.

But the lord's vitality was stronger than anyone could have imagined.

Although it was temporarily trapped and injured, it was far from being fatal. Its seven or eight tentacles struggled frantically and were about to tear through the light net!

Just then, a figure appeared silently above the lord's massive body.

It was Wu Heng. He had already told Dean and the others that he needed to control the cage securely, and he only had the power for one strike, so they had to create an opportunity for him to strike decisively.

No one saw how he traversed the chaotic battlefield and turbulent energy flows to get there.

He hovered in mid-air, the light from his balancing gloves subtly concealed, giving him an even more dangerous aura.

Looking down at the frantically struggling behemoth below, his gaze was as if he were looking at an experimental specimen.

The Abyss Lord seemed to sense a deadly threat, and all its eyes and tentacles turned to Wu Heng in the air, letting out a mental roar that was a mixture of anger and a trace of fear.

The remaining power within it surged wildly, attempting to break free of its restraints, even at the cost of injury, to attack this tiny yet deadly being.

Wu Heng did not give it a chance.

Taking advantage of the moment when he was imprisoned and his power was being released, he raised his right hand and clenched his fist around the huge, dark red core that was faintly pulsating beneath the protection of countless internal organs and bones in the center of the lord's body. Then he slowly tightened his grip.

There were no dazzling light effects, and no earth-shattering sounds.

But the Abyss Lord's mountain-like body suddenly trembled violently, all its struggles ceased instantly, and its tentacles drooped limply.

The broken wounds on the body no longer splattered with mucus and lava, but instead gushed out large amounts of dark, seemingly lifeless, foul blood.

From its pulsating core, a sickening, internally collapsing sound emanated.

The massive body began to tilt, and then collapsed like a sandcastle with its skeleton removed!

It crashed to the ground, causing a violent tremor and sending up clouds of dust and bits of flesh and blood.

Wu Heng slowly descended from the sky, landing precisely in the center of the lord's remains.

He reached into a pile of still slightly twitching rotten flesh and broken bones and dug out an irregular crystal about the size of a human head, its surface covered with strange patterns and its interior flowing with intertwined dark red and pitch-black energy.

This is the core belonging to the Abyss Lord.

The moment he grasped the core, the four-colored light rings on his glove flashed rapidly, seemingly frantically analyzing the energy structure and rules within it.

A few seconds later, a look of understanding flashed in Wu Heng's eyes, which then turned into a decision.

“Dean, Sam,” his voice somehow rang clearly in their ears, drowning out the noise of the battlefield, “the passage anchor point has been changed. Take everyone back inside the defensive line and prepare for the final evacuation.”

After saying that, he grasped the Lord's Core, which was still emitting ominous fluctuations, and his figure disappeared again.

Inside the camp's defensive line, Dean was dug out of the rubble by Sam and Benny.

The violent energy within him had subsided, replaced by severe convulsions and weakness caused by the drug's backlash. Blood was seeping from all seven orifices, but he remained relatively conscious.

"That bastard... stole my thunder again..." he coughed up blood and complained.

"Stop talking nonsense and save your energy." Sam helped him up, looked in the direction where Wu Heng had disappeared, and then looked outside.

Although the lord is dead, the massive number of low-level infernal creatures it drove away have lost their unified command and have become even more frenzied and chaotic, continuing to attack the defense line.

However, the pressure has lessened considerably.

A few minutes later, everyone felt a strange, steady vibration beneath their feet.

Immediately afterwards, the dark red passage at the entrance of the rift, which had been twisted and distorted and occasionally emitted dangerous fluctuations, began to change! (End of Chapter)