You are my sin uncrowned poem

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Luoyue Diocese is located at the farthest corner of the mainland. Every day at dawn, the moon sets, as if sinking into the mountains here. This is why this diocese is called "Luoyue".It is very difficult to find someone in such a huge suburb, not to mention that there are mostly hills in Luoyue Parish, the mountains are covered with dense vegetation, and the sun is shaded by trees. If you don't pay attention, you will get lost in the mountains.

It took Dean days to find Cain.

He was more impatient than anyone else, the devil was still in the Nuoxi Diocese, the warriors were still in the Nuoxi Diocese, and his brother was there.

Cain was already an old man, living alone in a deserted mountain, with a eccentric personality and a cold expression.As the legend says, he still has a few fields full of grain, and he's not surprised when Dean comes, and he doesn't speak when Dean asks how to kill the Hellknight.

It took Dean a while to finally get Cain to speak.The reason why Cain was able to kill the Hell Knight was all due to the blood mark on his body-that is, the well-known mark on his body, "Whoever hurts anyone with this mark will receive sevenfold retribution."Cain was more generous than Dean imagined. He gave Dean his own blood as a "Kinslayer", and a new mark was formed on Dean's arm. Cain revealed the "First Blade" that could kill Hell Knights The location of Dean, tell Dean that only those who have the blood mark can use the knife.

But the generosity of strangers doesn't come for free.

Cain warns Dean that the First Blade is a very dangerous weapon and that he will pay dearly for it.

"Will you die?"

Cain raised his eyebrows in surprise, then shook his head: "It's more terrifying than death."

Dean laughed.As long as it has nothing to do with Sam, he can accept it.Even when he knew that he was Sam's "original sin", he was no longer afraid of death.If one day he was told that his own death would prevent Sam from being demonized, he would see it as a way to do it.

In his eyes, Sam was indeed different, but that had nothing to do with demon blood.

Just because it was Sam.

So he would do anything for a different Sam.

Cain glanced at Dean and made him one condition.

Dean agreed.

It has been nearly a month since he returned to Nuoxi Parish with the first blade he found and the Bloodmark of Cain.

On the way back, he encountered other demons.The situation was even more serious than he had imagined. It seemed that demon lords and hell knights appeared not only in the Diocese of Nuoxi, but also in other places.During his absence, some of the paladins guarding the Diocese of Nuoxi accepted the pope's order to leave Nuoxi and rush to the Diocese of Bracken where the demon lord appeared.

Dean, passing through the parish of Bracken, is having a battle.The battle is fierce, and the demon lord has awakened. Human beings bring their own tributes and offer their souls only to trade with the lord to satisfy their wishes. Very stubborn and hard to drive away.

As the warriors fell one by one in front of them, Dean pulled the reins tight and glanced down at the sheepskin bag hanging from the side of the saddle.The old knife handle protruded obliquely from the mouth of the bag, and the turquoise rust corroded the knife handle, making it difficult to distinguish its original color and appearance.

Dean remembered Cain reminding him not to touch the first edge lightly.

But if he wants to kill hell knights and demon lords, he must use this knife.

Dean drew the knife from the sheepskin pouch.Unlike the rusty handle, the blade is still as sharp as before. There are several blood-etched marks on the blade. Dean tried to wipe them, but he couldn't wipe them off. part of the knife.

The moment he held the knife, Dean felt the mark on his arm start to feel hot and painful. The knife seemed to have its own personality. It was not a weapon in his hand, but a person, a weird guide.The surrounding world began to become blurred, as if shrouded in a vast mist, only my own breathing and heartbeat were extremely clear.An inexplicable anger builds in his chest, and Dean feels as if his soul has left his body, and he loses consciousness, only the whisper of the first blade in his ears.

kill.

The haughty hell knight killed all the paladins who dared to approach him and waved his great sword at him. He rode on the corpses of the soldiers, squinting his eyes and admiring his masterpiece in enjoyment.The first lord has awakened, and the world will be taken over by demons again.Compared to Eden, this is their paradise.

Just as he was triumphant, the blond knight who didn't even wear armor charged towards him on horseback holding his sword.The old short knife scorched the surrounding air, and the familiar sense of fear condensed again in the hot air.The Hellknights who have died by the first blade will never forget that blade, and it is their blood that has become the decoration that corrodes the blade.

The demons rushed to Dean under the command of the hell knights, and the paladins kept rushing to cover Dean, while Dean held the first blade and stabbed it into the demon's body continuously.Demons stabbed by the first blade would leave their skins without even being expelled, but they would burst into a crimson mist before the black smoke could fully rise into the air.

With each assassination, Dean felt that his heart became more and more peaceful. He seemed to no longer have any compassion, and he could not remember his responsibilities. He just followed the guidance of the knife and repeated the killing in the whisper of the knife.

At this moment, all the confusion and anxiety disappeared. He remembered the names of those comrades who died, and he also remembered Bobby. He remembered that Sammy was still waiting for him in the Diocese of Nuoxi, and he also remembered Sammy's devil blood, but all these seemed to be in a dream. There are colors and sounds, but they cannot be felt.

Only instinct is alive at this moment.

The Alpha knight killed the enemy again and again in the constant fighting. He gasped, the pleasure of power forcing the opponent to submit to fear poured into his heart like blood, filling the crack in his chest, and the long-lost sense of satisfaction gave him unprecedented peace.

Only the sound of knives.

The long sword pierced the sleeve, leaving a long wound on the arm, blood seeped out, slipped through the bloodstains, and flowed into the palm holding the knife. Dean thrust the knife hard into the Hellknight's neck, pulled it out, and blood gushed out into his eye socket. Dean snapped his eyes shut, and then plunged the knife into the Hellknight's neck again, slitting his throat and severing the neck bone.

He squeezed the Hell Knight's mouth tightly, the knife stabbed into his chest, and turning the handle, the Hell Knight's dead skin suddenly twitched.Black smoke drifted out from his eye sockets, and then a mass of dark red light lit up in his body, illuminating his skin transparently, and the internal organs and bones could be clearly seen.The red light became brighter and brighter, and even Dean was shrouded in it. He still pressed the Hell Knight and refused to let go, until the red light reached the limit, and then exploded. Red mist gushed out of the Hell Knight, and his skin instantly became Dry and skinny, old and worn out.

In that battle, Dean killed the Hellknight alone.He walked alone through the demon siege, and found the demon lord under the guidance of the first blade.The lord was sitting in the seat that once belonged to the bishop of the diocese of Bracken, playing with a small cross in his hand.It was once a sacred object, but now it is contaminated with the blood of the lord.

The Lord is a cunning young man, much harder to deal with than a Hellknight.Driven by the lord, the demons kept flocking to Dean, but at this moment Dean couldn't feel anything else, just immersed in the pleasure of killing and killing him.

Dean had killed the demon lord when the other knights had driven the demon army guarding the church and charged into the church.The corner of his left eye was scratched, and blood dripped down his face.His right shoulder was pierced by a sharp knife, and there were numerous wounds on his chest, back and legs.But the strange thing was that he didn't seem to notice this at all. Although the wounds all over his body made him unable to stand still, there was no trace of pain in his expression.

That expression, rather than calm, would be more appropriate to say empty.

Seeing this, the knight commander immediately rushed over to support Dean, intending to take him to treat and bandage his wound immediately. Dean was completely unmoved, just gasping.The knight commander stared at him intently, and tried to take the weapon for him, but his fingers just touched the first blade, and he withdrew his hand suddenly as if burned by flames.Gritting his teeth, he tore off the cloak, snatched the first blade from Dean's hand, wrapped it up, and then had Dean brought to bandage it.

The first blade left the palm, and the dense fog in his mind cleared away in an instant. Dean took another deep breath, his senses finally revived, the wounds all over his body were hissing and roaring in pain, he blinked, the pain in the corner of his eye forced him to close his left eye immediately.

He remembered everything that happened just now, he killed the Hellknight, he killed the Demon Lord, but it felt like a hallucination.In the hallucination, he didn't feel any pain, and he didn't remember what the hell knight and the demon lord said. Only the feeling of the sharp knife piercing the skin still clearly remained on his fingertips.

Dean swallowed hard, looking down at the First Blade wrapped in his cloak.

TBC