Michael looked at Sam inquiringly as he looked at the flames that had deliberately avoided him.At this time, Sam had already walked to the door of the church, he took a deep breath, raised his hand and pushed open the church door.Whether he was intercepted or stabbed, Sam, who had always been calm-eyed, suddenly changed color.He sees Brady, the demon tied to a chair, the demon who once coaxed Sam to be his friend, killed Jessica, and trampled on Sam's good past by using his trust, crying.It was not a false tear squeezed out by the devil, but a catharsis of human suffering.Dean, who was standing beside him, was pale and rolled up to his elbow sleeve, his forearm glowing with smooth texture.Or rather, the light was lighting up the blood in Dean's body, and those rays of light flowed through the veins, making Dean's whole person smeared in light.Sam's face turned pale.His body trembled slightly, and he looked even more shaky than Dean at the moment.Sam is really familiar with this kind of scene.Dean looked at Sam, his lips moving, but he didn't say anything.Dean knew in his heart that at this moment, Sam could no longer see the problem of this trial, and he would be ashamed to easily go to Stanford University.Dean should explain, or rather consol.But when those words came to his lips, Dean couldn't say a word.Dean Sam's voice trembled, and he lifted his foot and slowly walked towards Dean.Stop it.Dean spoke suddenly, calmly.Sam stood still in front of Dean, looked straight at Dean, and said word by word: You lied to me.Dean exhaled softly and said calmly: Sammy, hear me.I'm really going through a trial, and I'm about to succeed.Don't worry, I'm fine.Dean.Sam's tone was so calm that it was almost dead silent, and he said softly: I need you to see this: I will not regard anything more important than you, neither in the past nor in the present, never.Dean froze.It's not because of Sam's sudden and warm self-confession, but because these words in Sam's mouth seem familiar, and they are clearly what Dean said when he stopped Sam from completing the last trial in the previous life.Sam, you Dean couldn't speak, he barely dared to look Sam in the eye.He realized that Sam had memories of the Three Trials, which was not something that twenty-seven-year-old Sam should know.This is what you said, the same words, I give it back to you.Sam's voice trembled because, because we are all the same.Don't leave me, Dean, please, don't sacrifice yourself for a damn trial.Not worth it, not worth it at all!
Dean glanced out the window, black clouds piling up in the sky, a sign of impending storms.He's so selfish.He's a selfish ghost.Dean smiled bitterly and said softly, "Sam, I'm sorry.In the same situation, the position was reversed, he had begged Sam to let go, but when it was his turn, he couldn't let go.Sam's face sank, his eyes looked at Dean with heavy eyes, and he said calmly: Then I'm sorry for you.Since he can't persuade Dean, then he will coerce Dean to stop by force!
Sam's figure flashed, and in an instant, he appeared in front of Dean's eyes.He reached out to knock Dean unconscious.Dean didn't hide, just looked at Sam calmly and helplessly, and gently spat out two words with an unfamiliar tone.Sam's face turned pale.He could tell that these were the last two words of the third trial spell.In order to prevent the uncertainties brought about by the demonic siege, Dean raced against time to prick the demon Brady as soon as the time was up, and began to chant the incantation as soon as the ritual was completed.It was Sam's sudden appearance that interrupted the spell, but now, two light syllables, the final spell was complete.Dean smiled, relieved.He took the initiative to raise his hand and hugged Sam hard.Sammygirl, my brother, I love you.That was Dean's gentlest voice in his life, and the next road, you have to go down alone.As he spoke, a dazzling light burst out from Dean as the center.His whole person was like turning into a ball of light, his skin and flesh were just an insignificant layer of skin, and the real brilliance was that he contained the soul of light.Dean!!!
Outside the church, two yellow-eyed demons who had received a summons and rushed to lead their men to surround the seaside chapel.They stared coldly at Michael who was holding a short sword, the yellow-eyed demon was not an ordinary demon like Crowley, who had only been dead for a few hundred years, they were the first demons transformed by Lucifer's own hands, and had led the demon army to fight against the angelic army.They knew Michael's prestige and knew that only their king could deal with him, but when Heaven stepped on Hell's face, the demons who had lost their king were not easy to bully.Want to close the gates of hell and let them completely withdraw from the battle on earth?
Dream!
Michael.The yellow-eyed demon Dagon looked gloomily at Michael, the angel who had imprisoned her king in that damned cage, and without Lucifer's leadership, Hell was no longer the opponent of Heaven.Even if Heaven did not attack Lucifer while he was imprisoned, in the eyes of the devil, such ignorance was contempt.They were afraid of Michael's might and wanted to crush his pride.He is now human.Crowley's eyes were dark red, he held on to his injured arm, the flame that Sam had ignited just now was very powerful, but he didn't have the mind to control it, he just released it casually.Some weak demons were engulfed, and although Crowley's strength was not very good, he had a lot of good things at the bottom of the box, and he was only slightly injured.Mankind?
Asmodeus looked at Michael, his gaze falling on his wounded and bleeding chest, yes, if it weren't for humans, he wouldn't have been injured at the hands of ordinary demons.Although it is not known why Michael became human, this is a good opportunity to kill him once and for all.Asmothy's eyes suddenly turned yellow-brown.Michael glanced coldly at the demons who had not concealed their malice, and snorted coldly.Dagon hooked the corners of his lips and said, "What are you waiting for?"
Don't forget to get down to business.In the church behind Michael, there was a Winchester who had the audacity to close the gates of hell.The eyes of the demons turned black.Michael's bleeding hand tightened his grip on the short sword.Dagon roared, and the first one pounced.Just as Dagon was about to break into a one-meter range of Michael's side, Michael's body suddenly stiffened.Rip?
Dagon's heart sank, although she didn't think it was a mistake that Michael would make, but if she didn't seize the gap and tear Michael's throat, she felt sorry for the power she had been given by His Majesty Lucifer.Dagon's hand, which could easily break through steel, slammed into Michael, and when his sharp fingertips were about to pierce Michael's throat, a dazzling white light burst out in an instant.The light instantly engulfed Dagon's palm, like a drop of water poured into hot oil, and with a bang, the sound of explosions sounded one after another, and the stinking black blood was completely dissipated by the white light before it could splash out.Dagon screamed, and it took almost all her strength to deflect herself from the direction she was crashing into Michael, and she fell out of the white light with a crooked body, barely escaping the white light.Even so, one of her hands had been swallowed by the white light, the fracture was burned and hissed, and the blood was evaporated by the residual white light power at the fracture as soon as it gushed out.This sudden change stunned the demons, as well as Metatron, who was saved from being engulfed by the golden-red flames just now because of his angelic status.He stared intently at the light, brilliant, dazzling, so powerful that people couldn't help but bow down, this is the glory of the archangel.In the light, the pure white wings stretched out, and Michael's injuries just now were all healed, and the human clothes on his body turned into pure white robes.At almost the same moment, whether it was heaven or hell, or even earth, all the aliens sensed the changes here, except for humans, who had never been so sensitive to supernatural powers.The demons in hell trembled, and the angels in heaven lifted the white clouds and looked eagerly to the earth.This is not only because of the glory that the archangels are unleashing unscrupulously at this moment, but also because of a divine and solemn force awakening in this area, and that power reminds the sensed existence of the creator of this world.At this scene, the demons who wanted to besiege Michael just now were stunned.They subconsciously retreated, their eyes full of fear.Michael's eyes closed slightly, the wings behind him vibrated slightly, and the tiny down feathers flew out and landed on the ground, and the moment they floated on the surrounding demons, a white flame of glory suddenly ignited.Powerful and pure power erupted in an instant, like maggots on tarsal bones, and no matter how many demons dodged and wailed, they couldn't extinguish the flames even if they tried their best.A handful of cautious and shrewd demons who were not stained with the fire of glory thought of escaping.But before they could drop the human skin on their bodies, a bright light fell from the sky, and after falling to the ground, they turned into angels with solemn expressions.His Highness Michael!
After sensing Michael's glory, Michael's guards went straight out.After landing, they first saluted Michael, and then armed with angelic blades, and did not hesitate to restrain the demons who dared to be rude to His Highness Michael.In the midst of all this chaos, Michael stood quietly in place, his wings stretched behind him.At this moment, his spirit was no longer in his body, but projected into the eternal light of the world.There, he saw Dean with a blank face.Chapter 76 Jinjiang saw Michael appear exclusively, Dean hurriedly ran to Michael as if he saw a relative, and shouted: Mike, is the gate of hell closed?
Michael looked at Dean in bewilderment: Is the gate of hell closed?
Dean jerked to his feet.His eyes widened slightly, and Michael's doubts gave Dean a sense of foreboding, which made his body tremble.Mike, you Dean swallowed a little hard, don't you know that this trial I'm doing is to close the gates of hell?
I chose to sacrifice myself in order to close the gates of hell, and you, you told me that Dean couldn't go on, and he was afraid that he would collapse.Dean · Winchester.Michael looked at Dean, finally understood that Dean might have misunderstood something to tell the truth, and seeing that Dean was so comfortable executing the trial, Michael thought that he knew the trial completely and was confident.As a result, that question directly exposed the fact that Dean was mistaken.But even if he got it wrong at first, Dean was able to accomplish that trial and get His approval.The end of this trial is not to close the gates of hell.Although Michael was a witness, he did not know as much about the trial as he did about it.But just now, with the unsealing of his glory, Michael got a glimpse of that truth.Michael looked at the pale human and said softly: "However, if closing the gates of hell is what you want, then, in the future, Heaven will do everything in its power to accomplish this goal for you."
Dean:???
Dean:!!!
Dean's eyes shrank sharply, and he looked at Michael in disbelief: What do you mean by that?
Dean · Winchester.Michael looked at Dean helplessly, why don't you open your spiritual world and see the words that my god has left for you.Open, spiritual world?
The corners of Dean's mouth twitched slightly, how can he open up?
Leave your head open?
Dean complained inappropriately.The words left for him, the words left for him, Dean's body stiffened suddenly.Michael bowed to Dean with his wings raised behind him, just as he had been at the birth of humanity.It's just that, compared to being forced by God's command at the beginning, this time Michael was willing.He is a witness.From this day forward, you will have one-third of the authority in heaven.Dean · Winchester, as long as your wishes do not go against the faith of light, heaven will grant them for you.Michael straightened up, his fingers closed, and the cross-shaped Sword of Truth appeared in his hand.As long as you want, the world will no longer be a place where demons can set foot.Dean!!!
In the real world, Sam hugged Dean, who had turned into a light source, and the pain and panic almost overwhelmed his spirit.Dean is dying, Dean is dying, Dean is dying again!
This realization made Sam tremble, and the complete collapse of the spiritual defense line made his resistance to the unknown bloodline reach the bottom, and almost at the same time, the erosion of the unknown bloodline to Sam soared to 99%.It's not completely out of control, because Sam can barely sense Dean's presence, and he seems to be alive.Alive.Alive.Just as Sam's expression switched back and forth between pain and hideousness, the light in his arms suddenly trembled, and in the blink of an eye, it returned to the human body like a whale swallowing the sea.Dean, who had lost his light, stood in front of Sam well, swept away by the exhaustion of trials and blood loss.Outside the church, Michael, who had gathered his glory at the same time, glanced at the demons who were restrained by a group of angels, and said lightly: Kill it.Yes, Your Highness.Without hesitation, the angels swung their blades and ended the lives of this group of demons.As for Metatron, Michael directly asked the angels to put him in the angelic prison and imprisoned him for eternity.Metatron should rejoice that as long as it is not a fallen angel, heaven generally does not execute angels.As for which is more painful, the eternal loss of freedom or death, it is a matter of opinion.The door of the church opened, and the sound of two humans arguing was heard.Hey, Sam, I told you all right, it's going to be fine, why don't you believe me.Dean, who only knew that he would not die after completing the trial, was confident, and he couldn't hear the slightest weakness in his expression or tone, but this confidence was useless in Sam's opinion.Sam grabbed Dean by the wrist and said word for word: lies.Dean was determined to sacrifice himself for this trial, and Sam, who has no memories of it, was deceived by Dean's mouthful of running trains.As it turned out, I just didn't have anything at all.Dean scrambled his neck and patted his chest with his free hand, I'm fine.Let's go, Sammy, brother will show you something good.As he spoke, Dean tugged at Sam hard, trying to pull him away.Sam stood still, staring into Dean's eyes and repeating: Lies.The grip on Dean's wrist was even heavier.Dean's face fell bitterly, and he was torn between continuing to quibble and admit his mistakes.It's not that he's afraid of the pain in his wrist, but that his Sam's mood is obviously wrong.He suspected that if he continued to quibble, Sam would explode.But if he was honest about his plans, wouldn't Sam really just strangle himself?
It's lucky not to die in the trial, and Dean actually regrets his life and doesn't want to be killed by a furious Sammy at all.Blinking, Dean suddenly opened his arms and hugged Sam hard.Sam didn't move.Sammy.Dean said slowly, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry.Still, I swear, I won't leave you behind.Really, I promise.Hum.