[Comprehensive Yingmei] I am not I do not have

Mu Ke followed Cassidio into the room, and the wind beat outside made a drumming sound on the crumbling glass.One corner of the room was filled with water, and the walls were swollen with bubbles. There was no light in the corridor for the time being, but the light from the room in front could be seen, and some conversations could be heard.

"Why do you always like to stay in dilapidated factories?" Mu Ke asked.

"Dean and Sam chose the place, and I will follow them." Cassidio replied honestly.

Two nonhumans walked into the front room, and Dean and Sam, who had been sitting in chairs talking, stood up.

"Hey, Cass, let me see who you brought?" Dean snapped shut when he saw Mooko.

"This is Mu Ke, I remember you have seen him."

"Two very impressive meetings." Dean said meaningfully, and he looked at the innocent face of Cassidio, the angel with this expression most of the time, "but you brought him to do What? Could it be that he is some kind of famous sadistic queen? This..." Dean put a little emphasis on the word queen, "It has to be admitted that he seems to have this kind of temperament."

"He's not a queen, and he's not abusive." Cassidio looked at Dean sincerely, with a little doubt in his eyes why he said this.

Sam pressed Dean's shoulder helplessly, "Dude, be normal."

"You said you didn't want to do this, so I called him."

Mu Ke noticed the demon who was tied to a chair and placed in the magic circle that bound the demon. He was looking fiercely at Winchester and the angel.

"So what's the difference between torture and torture?" Dean said. "What new punishment did he bring? Can he pry open the mouth of the demon inside?"

Three years ago, Dean made a deal with the devil to save his brother Sam's life in exchange for his soul, with only one year left for him.

Two years ago, Dean's soul was dragged into hell by hellhounds, and later rescued by angels, Cassidio grabbed Dean's soul and brought him out of hell.

But Dean's soul succumbed under the torment of the hell demon. He changed from a victim to a torturer. According to the time flow of hell, that is 30 years.

The saint's soul surrendered in hell and opened the first seal that sealed Lucifer.

A year earlier, there had been the first mass killing of angels, and Cassidio and another angel, Uriel, had captured Alastair, Dean's hell-tortured mentor.

Uriel hoped that Dean would use what he had learned to get Alastair to speak.Astaire did speak before being stabbed to death by Dean with Goodell's Demon Slaying Knife, and the demon didn't do it.

The real murderer who killed the angels was beneficial. He betrayed heaven and turned to Lucifer's camp, and he was recruiting angels, and those who agreed to join his camp, and those who did not agree would be killed.Uriel was finally killed by Cassidio and another angel Anna who defected to heaven.

A few months ago, Sam was coaxed by the demon to kill Lilith with the power he got from the blood of the demon, opening the seal of No.60 Six Lucifer.The apocalypse has officially begun.

Now, Dean wouldn't want to go back to torture the devil again.

"Muko is from the hell of the East," said Cassidio, "he is the executioner of the deepest hell."

Sam and Dean became alarmed, "Demon?"

Mu Ke explained flatly, "The devil is Lucifer's creation, there is no Lucifer in the Hades, and there are no demons. Only the ghosts who did evil in their lifetime will be thrown into the eighteenth hell to be tortured."

"So you're going to give him a trial in the hell of the East?" Sam asked.

"The purpose of the torture in the underworld is just for torture. They are not helpful in extorting a confession." Mu Ke looked at Sam. The young man still had the evil power of the devil, but the evil did not completely invade his soul. "What do you want to know?"

"Everything that works. We found one, a ghost? Killing an angel." Sam described the situation, "Salt bombs didn't work for him, he seemed to be able to hold the angel without using the angel blade. Cassidio drove him away, and when he rescued the angel, he found that the angel's glory was less than half. This demon was peeping in the dark and was caught by Dean. He may know something."

"He's absorbing the power of an angel?"

"It's not just the glory," Casidio looked worried, "I know there is a way to cut the throat of the angel's human container with the angel's blade and take away the other party's glory, but that will not endanger the angel's spirit body. Wouldn't kill him either. But that ghost took the glory and half of the angel's spirit body."

Mu Ke looked at Cassidio, his spirit body residing in the responsible inner container was emitting a dazzling but soft white light, and Mu Ke could see that the angel wings hidden in another dimension by Cassidio were gently moving. The ground flapped, which represented his anxiety and sense of crisis.

"The energy contained in your spiritual body is countless times that of Glory."

Cassidio looked at Mu Ke's eyes and felt the feathers on his wings tremble.

Dean didn't quite understand what was going on between the two inhumans, but he could tell something was wrong with Casidio and interrupted the two, "Can we get started? What tools do you need, holy water, salt ?”

Mu Ke went to the iron rack with tools and took a small knife, inserted the knife into the devil's heart, and used an empty iron box to catch the blood flowing from the chest.

Such ordinary weapons cannot kill demons, and they don't even care about the pain.But the pressure of Mu Ke's strength made this demon only breathe carefully.

Demon blood has an unflattering sulfurous smell.Mu Ke frowned, dipped his finger in blood and drew a horizontal talisman on the demon's forehead.

Sam wanted a pen to write the spell down, for he hadn't seen a spell in anything other than Latin.

Cassidio told him, "Casting oriental spells requires some... energy such as magic power, divine power, and glory. The success rate for ordinary people to draw is very low."

After the talisman was completed, the dragon-flying and phoenix-dancing characters outlined by the blood stains began to glow with golden light. Mu Ke pressed his palm on the center of the talisman, and a layer of wind and waves gushed out with his palm as the center of a circle, rolling over the four people's ears, hitting on the There was a rattling sound from the old glass on all sides.

The light bulb hanging overhead flickered and exploded.Muke's other hand stretched back, flames gushed out from his palm, and the golden-red flames floated around from his palm, lighting up the dark space.

He closed his eyes and searched through the demon's memory.The images that flashed quickly turned into a chaotic light, and countless voices overlapped and became more piercing.

After a moment, he withdrew his hand, and the demon collapsed on the chair, but he was still alive, and the raging wind and waves subsided, leaving only the electric wire with the broken light bulb above his head still swinging.

"Is this the end?" Dean asked.

"It's over." Mu Ke said, "You don't need to continue the investigation, this is not your job."

"What does it mean?"

"That ghost escaped from the [-]th floor of the underworld. It is the work of Hua Guo's cultivators and superpower holders to ensure the management and security deployment department to capture him. It's too dangerous for the two of you to go..."

"What kind of Huaguo...what superpower...department, what is this?" Dean was about to be dazed by the long list of words.

"It is the special government department of Huaguo responsible for managing supernatural phenomena, and they have jurisdiction over this matter."

"Government department with jurisdiction over supernatural phenomena?" He raised his eyebrows, "Huaguo version of X-Files? Why is there no such department in the United States?"

"The teams that manage supernatural cases in the United States are scattered in various departments. They do not have a unified name and are not easy to be found. At the same time, the Wizarding Congress participates in the jurisdiction of magical animals." Mu Ke said.

"Wizards what? A Congress of Wizards? A Congress for discussing witchcraft and murder?"

Mu Ke closed his eyes. Demon hunters have misconceptions about many non-human creatures. They just stand on the human point of view, "Cassidio, please explain to them. I will report this case to the Xiu'an Department. It may be necessary to discuss the issue of compensation..."

"I can't help you." Cassidio felt a little disappointed, "I've fallen to heaven."

"What happened to that demon?"

"The devil also wonders what killed the angel."

After saying that, Mu Ke disappeared in front of the three of them.

Dean looked at the teleportation that didn't even make the sound of flapping wings, and his face turned black.

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"The next question is about the repatriation and re-registration of foreign smugglers..." Zhao Hanzang sat at the front of the conference table and introduced the recent management status of the Xiu'an Department to the participants. Yan Qing, who was sitting at the bottom right of him, was at this moment Suddenly stood up and disappeared in front of everyone.

"Wait, Yan Jidie, where are you going?" Zhao Hanzang was so frightened that he even called out Yan Qing's name.

At the same time, the siren sounded in the building. Zhao Hanzang restrained his urge to scold. He could scold the little demon under his hand, but how could he scold Yan Qing?

The other people around the conference table didn't dare to say anything except a little shocked.

Another figure appeared in the conference room.Zhao Hanzang watched Mu Ke approaching, pressed his forehead with a headache, and told Li Gui, who was sitting at the bottom left, to stop memorizing the meeting minutes and go to the defense department to explain the situation.

Mu Ke looked at the glowing red night pearl in the middle of the conference table, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, the alarm was a false alarm." Zhao Hanzang waved his hand, "Can I go through the main entrance next time?"

"I'll try my best." Mu Ke nodded slightly, "There are some things you need to know. The ghosts who escaped from the eighteenth floor of hell are killing angels and taking their power."

"Killing angels?" Zhao Hanzang leaned back on the chair, resting his forehead with his fingers. It's fine for Lucifer to cause natural disasters all over the world for the sake of the apocalypse. Now the criminals who didn't manage well went to kill the angels in heaven...he now Is it too late to resign as head of the North American Division?

"Which ghost is it?"

Mu Ke projected the image he saw in the demon's memory in mid-air, "I don't know him, he should have been thrown into the eighteenth floor of hell after I left."

"I'll let them deal with it. Any other questions?"

Mu Ke thought for a while, then looked at Zhao Hanzang's expressionless expression, "Not for now."