[Zhongyingmei] Brother does not follow the plot

The demon clenched the blade tightly with both hands, and shouted excitedly, "Go—" Die.

Before he could finish speaking, a golden-red flame rose up, instantly engulfing the sharp knife that pierced Sam's waist and abdomen, and the tongue of flame wrapped around the demon's hands, and then his body.Before the astonishment and fear could come to mind, the demon was swallowed by the flames.

And that sharp blade.

However, the serious-looking wound on Sam's waist and abdomen was healed in the golden-red flame, and the skin there could be vaguely seen under the torn clothes, without even a scar.

"It's really in the way." Sam whispered, and the next moment, the golden-red flame centered on Sam and spread violently.

It is like a flower of flame blooming in the seaside wilderness, swallowing all life in sight.The face of the demon present changed suddenly, and he chose to turn his head and run away completely instinctively.

Michael looked at the flame that deliberately avoided himself, and looked at Sam inquiringly.

At this time, Sam had already reached the door of the church. He took a deep breath, raised his hand and pushed the door of the church open.

Whether he was intercepted or stabbed, Sam, who had always looked calm, suddenly changed his expression.

He saw the demon Brady tied to the chair, the demon who had tricked Sam into being a friend, killed Jessica, and trampled on Sam's good past with trust, was crying.Those are not false tears squeezed out by demons, but the catharsis of painful emotions by human beings.

Dean, who was standing beside him, had a pale face, his sleeves were rolled up to the elbows, and his forearm with smooth texture was glowing.

In other words, the light is lighting up the blood in Dean's body, and those lights are flowing in the blood vessels, making Dean's whole body smudged in light.

Sam's face paled instantly.His body trembled slightly, and he looked even more shaky than Dean at the moment.

Such a situation, Sam is really all too familiar with.

Dean looked at Sam, moved his lips, but said nothing.

Dean knew in his heart that at this moment, if Sam couldn't see the problem of this trial, he would be ashamed of his IQ to easily go to Stanford University.Dean should explain, or perhaps reassure.But when those words came to his lips, Dean couldn't say a single word.

"Dean..." Sam's voice trembled, he lifted his foot and walked slowly towards Dean.

"...Stop." Dean said suddenly, calmly.

Sam stood still in front of Dean, looked straight at Dean, and said word by word, "You lied to me."

Dean exhaled lightly, and said calmly: "Sami, you heard about me. I'm indeed conducting a trial, and I'm about to succeed. Don't worry, I... I'll be fine."

"Dean." Sam's tone was almost dead silent, and he said softly: "I need you to see this clearly: whether it is past or present, I will never value anything more than you, never .”

Dean froze.It's not because of Sam's sudden warm self-report, but because the words in Sam's mouth seem familiar, and they are clearly what Dean said in the previous life when he prevented Sam from completing the last trial.

"Sam, you...you..." Dean was speechless, he could barely meet Sam's eyes.He realized that Sam had the memory of the Three Trials, which was not something the 27-year-old Sam should know.

"It's what you said, and I'll give you back the same words." Sam's voice trembled, "Because, because we're all the same. Don't leave me, Dean, please, don't try Refining and sacrificing yourself. Not worth it, not worth it at all!"

Dean glanced out the window, and there were dark clouds accumulating in the sky, which was a sign of the coming storm.

He is so selfish.

He is a selfish ghost.

Dean smiled wryly and said softly, "Sam, I'm sorry."

Same situation, reversed positions, he begged Sam to let go, but when it was his turn, he couldn't let go.

Sam's face darkened, his eyes darkened towards Dean, and he said calmly, "Then I'm sorry for you too."

Since he can't persuade Dean, he will use force to coerce Dean to stop!

Sam's figure flashed and appeared in front of Dean in an instant.He reached out, trying to knock Dean unconscious.

Dean didn't hide, just looked at Sam calmly and helplessly, and gently uttered two words with unfamiliar tones.

Sam's face paled instantly.

He recognized that these were the last two words of the third trial spell.

In order to prevent the variables brought about by the siege of the demons, Dean raced against time to give the demon Brady a needle as soon as the time was up, and began to chant the spell as soon as the ceremony was completed.It was Sam's sudden presence 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 tightly.

"Sammygirl, my brother, I love you." That was Dean's gentlest voice in his life, "You will have to go on the road alone."

As he said that, the dazzling light suddenly burst out from Dean as the center.His whole body seemed to be turned into a ball of light, his skin and flesh were just a layer of insignificant skin, the real brilliance was that he contained a bright soul.

"Dean!!!"

Outside the church, two yellow-eyed demons who had received the summons led their men to surround the small seaside church.They stared coldly at Michael who was holding a short sword. The yellow-eyed demons were not ordinary demons like Crowley who had died only a few hundred years ago. They were the first generation of demons transformed by Lucifer himself. Angel army fights.

They understand Michael's reputation and know that only their king can deal with him, but when heaven steps on the face of hell, the demons who lost their king are not easy to bully.

Do you want to close the gates of hell and let them completely withdraw from the scramble in the world?

dream!

"Michael." The yellow-eyed demon Dagon looked at Michael gloomyly. It was this angel who imprisoned her king in that damned cage. Without the leadership of Lucifer, hell was no longer the opponent of heaven.Even if Heaven did not attack Lucifer while he was in prison, in the eyes of the devil, such ignorance is contempt.

Although they were afraid of Michael's strength, they also wanted to crush his pride.

"He's human now." Crowley's eyes were dark red, and he supported his injured arm. The flame that Sam ignited just now was very powerful, but he had no intention of controlling it, and just released it at will.Some weak demons were engulfed. Although Crowley's strength is not very good, he has a lot of good things at the bottom of the box, and only suffered a little injury.

"Human?" Asmodeus looked at Michael, and his eyes fell on his wounded and bleeding chest. Yes, if he wasn't human, he wouldn't have been injured by those ordinary demons.

Although it is not known why Michael turned into a human, this is a good opportunity to kill him completely.

Asmodeus' eyes suddenly turned yellowish brown.

Michael glanced coldly at the demons who were not hiding their malice, and snorted coldly.

Dagon hooked the corners of his lips and said, "What are you waiting for? Don't forget the business."

In the church behind Michael, there is a Winchester who has the audacity to close the gates of hell.

The eyes of all the demons turned black.

Michael's bleeding hand gripped the dagger in his hand.

Dagon roared and was the first to rush over.

Just when Dagon was about to break into within one meter of Michael, the body of Michael who was fighting suddenly froze.

flaw?

Dagon's heart trembled. Although she didn't think it was a mistake that Michael would make, she felt sorry for the power given to her by His Majesty Lucifer if she didn't seize the gap and tear Michael's throat.

Dagon's hand, which could easily break steel, suddenly reached out to Michael, and when his sharp fingertips were about to pierce Michael's throat, a dazzling white light burst out instantly.

The light instantly engulfed Dagon's palm, like a drop of water poured into hot oil, with a bang, explosions sounded one after another, and the stinky black blood was completely dispelled by the white light before it splashed out.

Dagon screamed, and she almost exhausted all her strength to divert herself from the direction of hitting Michael, and she fell out of the white light, barely escaping from the range of white light.

Even so, one of her hands has been engulfed by the white light, and the fracture was burned, making a "hissing" sound, and the blood just gushing out was evaporated by the remaining white light power at the fracture.

This sudden change stunned all the demons, as well as Metatron, who was saved from being engulfed by the golden-red flame just now because of his status as an angel.

He stared intently at the ray of light, bright, dazzling, and so powerful that one couldn't help bowing one's head—this is the glory of an archangel.

In the light, the pure white wings stretched out, all the injuries on Michael's body just now healed, and the human clothing on his body turned into a pure white robe.

Almost at the same moment, whether it is heaven or hell, or even the world, all alien races have sensed the changes here, except for humans who have never been so sensitive to supernatural forces.

The devil in hell trembles, while the angel in heaven brushes aside the white clouds and looks eagerly at the world.

This is not only because of the glory unscrupulously released by the archangel at this moment, but also a sacred and solemn power is awakening in this area, and that power makes the sensed existence think of the creator of this world.

In this situation, the demons who wanted to besiege Michael just now were stunned.They backed away subconsciously, their eyes full of fear.

Michael's eyes were slightly closed, and the wings behind him vibrated slightly, and the tiny down feathers flew out, 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 instantly, like tarsal maggots, no matter how those demons dodged and wailed, they couldn't extinguish the flames with all their efforts.

The few cautious and alert demons who were not touched by the fire of glory thought of fleeing.But before they had time to drop the human skins on their bodies, bright rays of light descended from the sky, and after falling on the ground, they turned into angels with solemn expressions.

"His Royal Highness Michael!"

After sensing the glory of Michael, Michael's guards were dispatched directly.After landing, they first saluted Michael, and then held the angel blades, restraining the group of demons who dared to be rude to His Royal Highness Michael without hesitation.

In such chaos and noise, Michael stood quietly on the spot, with his wings stretched behind him.

At this moment, his spirit is no longer in the body, but projected into the eternal light of the world.

There, he saw Dean with a dazed face.