You are my sin uncrowned poem

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Dean didn't spend the night at the Abbey.He just wanted to get himself completely away from Sam for the first time, and since he got the bloodmark of Cain, he didn't need sleep anymore.He didn't want his worrying brother to know this.

It wasn't that easy to recover from the wounds on his body. He only rested for two days before a knight rushed to report to him about Abaddon's movements.

She appeared.

Dean immediately rushed out of Bobby's room with the sheepskin bag containing the first blade.The injury to the left eye is better, at least I don't have to keep my eyes closed all the time.The injury on his left shoulder was still so severe that he could barely lift his left hand. Fortunately, the injury on his right arm was not very serious. Although he didn't have the strength to hold the giant sword yet, it was more than enough to hold the first blade.

Dean followed the knight all the way to the place where Abaddon appeared. This time, she summoned an unusually large number of demons, and the paladins fell into a bitter battle with the demon army again.This is an open field located on the outskirts of the city. Because of the distance, the strength of the sealing array has been weakened. Compared with the confrontations that took place in the city, the paladins obviously felt more difficult this time.

Knights chanted scriptures and thrust their swords through the throats of their enemies.Black smoke billowed from the mouth of the dead skin, rushing towards the sky covered with heavy dark clouds.The roaring thunder continued to boil and roll all the way from the distant sky, blasting in the ear, deafening.

Abaddon still rode her tall white steed, commanding her army with ease.She is the most iron-blooded hell knight, but she will punish all the demons who refuse to do their best to work for her one by one, so that those demons who are lucky enough to understand that here, she is the god who controls them all.

Seeing Dean, Abaddon flashed her usual gorgeous smile.She rode forward, swinging her sword at Dean's shoulder. Dean avoided it, stretched out his hand and opened his neckline, revealing the tattoo tattooed by Abaddon, and said provocatively: "Don't you want my skin, come on!"

"Provocation? That's not very smart." Abaddon licked her red lips, then raised the sword in his hand and pointed it at Dean's chest, "I like scars, but I don't like wounds. Come to me when your wounds heal , I will..." she said, biting her lip hard, "Mark you, and enjoy your soul--"

Before she could finish her sentence, Dean pulled her off the horse abruptly.They both rolled off the horse together, Dean still clutching the sheepskin bag. Abaddon's horse was obviously frightened. It neighed and raised its front hooves. Seeing that its hooves fell on Dean, Dean grabbed Abaddon and rolled on the ground. He pulled out the first blade, and the blood on his arm hurt again. Feeling hot, with the blood hissing in his body, he raised his knife and chopped off a horse's hoof.

The pain made the white horse hiss and scream, and it struggled to the ground, losing its center of gravity. Abaddon grabbed Dean by the skirt, trying to push him under the horse. Dean backhanded the first blade into Abaddon's tiger's mouth, and the flame-like pain immediately gripped her firmly. She threw Dean far away in a frenzy. The knife was still stuck in her hand, but she didn't dare to pull it out rashly.

This is a knife that the devil cannot touch.

Dean was thrown hard to the ground, moaning from the pain all over his body.In the distance, Abaddon was still staring at the knife stuck in her hand in horror. He endured the pain and immediately got up from the ground. He didn't fear the demon in front of him, but just rushed towards the Hell Knight.

The paladin slashed and slashed the demons that stood in his way for Dean.

Dean rushed in front of Abaddon, and when he grabbed the knife again, the pain in his body disappeared in an instant.Anger boiled in his veins, but his heart was unusually calm.He stared at the Alpha knight in front of him, his eyes became more and more cold.

Pulling the knife out of Abaddon's hand hard, Dean was immediately caught by Abaddon's bloody hand in his throat.The angry Hellknight seemed to forget her flirtatious jokes and promises about the skin, and just tightened his fingers, wanting to kill Dean immediately.

The suffocation came, but Dean still didn't feel any pain.He once again fell into the psychedelic dream created for him by the first blade. A thick fog descended in his mind, and the whispers of the knife surrounded him, whispering the sentence of killing, urging him to raise the knife and stab Abaddon.

Abaddon squeezed Dean's right hand holding the first blade, and the blood-soaked blade was no more than a centimeter from her throat.She gripped Dean's wrist with such strength that she threatened to break his arm.The wrist lost strength again, the knife slipped from Dean's hand, the hallucination was interrupted, the pain set in, and Dean struggled, struggling to grab the first blade with his barely lifted left hand.

The great pain caused the whisper of the knife to overwhelm the thunder for a while, the soul was pulled away again, the feelings seemed to be slowly gouged out of the chest by the knife, and the heart became as numb as the body, without any perception.Only the instinct is still continuing, he longs to live, longs to use strength to make the other party surrender, he longs for pleasure to fill his heart again, longs for the crack of hunger in his chest to be filled, and he will gain the ultimate tranquility.

The knife held in his left hand stabbed fiercely into the Hell Knight's chest. Dean twisted his wrist calmly, the blade spinning in the Hellknight's heart.The tearing pain made Abaddon scream, and she squeezed Dean's neck and arms as if to tear him apart. Dean's face was pale, and although he couldn't feel the pain, his body was still shaking and struggling instinctively due to lack of oxygen.He drew the knife and then stabbed Abaddon in the chest a second time.

Abaddon, who was in pain, could no longer hold Dean's body. She opened her mouth, and black smoke slowly drifted out of his mouth.The right hand was completely immobile, and Dean leaned forward and pressed his lips firmly against Abaddon's. The black smoke tried to get into his body, but he screamed and writhed because of the fragments of the war knight.A dark red light glowed in Abaddon's body, extending all the way to Dean's throat, so that the bodies of the two of them were illuminated transparently, and others could even see the black smoke writhing in Dean's throat.The red light became brighter and brighter, and Dean clung to Abaddon, not daring to let go of the hand holding the knife, until the red light kept getting brighter and expanded until it exploded.

The blood-red mist drifted away from the Hellknight and Dean's bodies, and the lips kissed by Dean instantly lost their plumpness and became shriveled, while Abaddon's skin was rapidly aging at the same time, like a piece of dead wood that died of lack of water.

A strong sulfur smell quickly permeated the air.

Panting, Dean let go of Abaddon's body, gripped the first blade, and charged at the other demons instead.

Because the number of demons and the strength of the sealing formation weakened, the Alphas in the city also spontaneously came to fight with the paladins.Although they can't exorcise demons, they can fight against demons with their strong bodies. They can help control the demon's skin, and the exorcism is done by paladins.

Sam was among them.

Most civilian Alphas are not yet used to war, nor are they used to killing.They have a combative nature, but this nature does not mean that they can calmly face the killing. Sam wasn't afraid of this, but he avoided it as much as possible, still choosing to exorcise the way the Bishop taught him.

He had promised Dean, but it was only a stopgap measure.He has no reason to give up exorcism methods that can save lives, and he also believes that he can control his powers.

Stepping over the scattered corpses on the ground, Sam had just dispelled a demon, and the human being chosen as the skin was still alive, Sam breathed a sigh of relief.He whispered a few words to comfort the frightened opponent, and showed him the way to leave the battlefield.

At this moment, a dazzling red light suddenly lit up in the center of the battlefield. Sam followed the source of the light and saw Dean stabbing a woman's chest with a knife.Through the red-lit skin, Sam could see the black smoke writhing in Dean's throat.

He couldn't describe how he felt at that moment.

It's like Dean is about to be possessed by something else.First nervousness passed Sam's mind, then panic, and finally, it all turned into unspeakable anger.He didn't know if he was mad at the two bodies being too close together, or if he was mad at some demon for daring to touch Dean's body.

The red light exploded, and the woman's body died quickly like a beautiful but dry flower. When Sam saw Dean finally let go of the woman, he drew his knife, turned around, and rushed into the demon again.

Sam didn't feel right.

Dean's eyes were wrong.He was covered in injuries, but his face didn't seem to show any pain at all, his eyes were calm and cruel, like stagnant water without a trace of waves.

An ominous premonition slowly rippled in Sam's heart.He wanted to get to Dean quickly, but there was always a demon standing in front of him, rushing at him.Anxiety scorched his heart, "darkness" was about to move in his mind, Sam stretched out his hand irritably, and held the demon's body hiding in the skin in the air.The demon suddenly let out a sharp scream, Sam frowned and clenched his fists hard, and the demon went back to hell in the fiery hellfire.

Running all the way to Dean's direction, every time he meets a demon, the power in his body will become stronger. Sam could barely contain his rage, he hated the demons standing in his way.The power expanded rapidly in the body, and there was a small crackling sound in the surrounding air. No one noticed this on the noisy battlefield, but as long as the demons dared to approach Sam, they all screamed in the crackling sound and disappeared into the air completely In the mid--they can't stay in the world, and they won't go back to hell, they just disappear, as if they never existed.

When he finally came to Dean, Dean was crushing a demon and slit the other's throat with the knife in his hand without hesitation.Blood splattered all over Dean again, and he didn't seem to care, just drew the knife and stabbed it in the demon's chest again.

Sam has never seen such a cold Dean, he rushed to pull Dean worried, shouting his name.And Dean didn't listen, he just looked up at Sam, waved his hand away, and rushed into the demon again.

TBC