[Comprehensive British and American] After the mage traveled through the super British world

"Devil's blood is as attractive to Sam as drugs are to addicts. If he gets lost in the blood addiction and gives up control over his body, the full form of Lucifer will come to the world! "

"FUCK!" Cyril couldn't help swearing, "Why didn't you say it earlier?!"

Dean: "That boy Sam said he had quit the devil's blood a long time ago!"

Xi Ruier was hungry and dizzy, with a splitting headache: "Do you believe what he says?"

"Stop making noise..." Cassidio didn't know when he let go of the enemy in his hand, half-kneeling on the ground, holding a chocolate bar thrown from the enemy's pocket in his hand, eating madly without angelic demeanor, unexpectedly I still don't forget to persuade them to fight, "It's useless to quarrel now."

Cyril: "..."

What kind of teammate is this group of?

He was full of impatience, but seeing the chocolate bar in Cassidio's hand, he couldn't help swallowing.

The aroma of high-calorie food stuffed in the nostrils is distracting. A crack appeared in the Ice Sealing Technique supported by willpower without paying attention. With him as the center, it spread in all directions like a spider web, and the ice cubes The crisp sound of cracking can be heard endlessly.

A frozen demon took the opportunity to break free. His eyes without white eyes condescendingly glanced at Cyril, and he put his hand into his pocket with some pity, took it out, and threw out a vanilla smell Energy bars.

Cyril: "..."

He recognized this thing, it was the calorie supplement carried by the "Bright" field agent, and small things like hemostatic bandages and analgesics were put in a small bag.

The elf's fingertips trembled, and his body, half lying on the ground, trembled a little.

He wanted to pick up that damn vanilla energy bar off the floor, thinking about it like crazy.

"Cyril!" Just before his will to resist collapsed, Dean called out Cyril's name loudly, "Hold on, don't eat, once you start eating, you can't stop !"

Xi Ruier froze on the spot as if struck by lightning.

After two seconds, he withdrew his hand abruptly, gritted his teeth, and punched his hungry stomach hard.

The punch was exhausted, and the sharp and violent pain overwhelmed the hunger in an instant. He raised his eyelids, his dark green eyes glowed faintly under the cold light, and his two pointed ears bent down and then stood up.

Cyril licked the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, unbuttoned his suit, and said to the satellite phone in his inner pocket, "Charles, let Kuaiyin enter the venue, the situation will get worse the longer it drags on."

Kuaiyin was still in the meeting room just now.

Charles witnessed everything from the surveillance through Kuaiyin's eyes, and couldn't help but feel very worried: "Are you all okay?"

Cyril stood up and tried his best to release a blizzard. Because of his physical condition, it was only a weakened version, which would only reduce the speed of action of these demons.

Seeing that Cyril and Dean were still holding on, Famine Knight sneered a few times in the wheelchair, moved his fingers lightly, and said, "Bring those two people here."

"Are you hesitating, Charles?" Cyril painfully looked away from the energy bar on the ground.

"Quick Silver is my student, he—"

Before Charles finished speaking, Cyril interrupted him: "This is the end, there is no one who cannot be sacrificed. What's more, I will protect him."

There was no sound on the other end of the phone.

Cyril watched as Dean was led by a group of demons to the front of the famine knight, and he was completely surrounded.

The elf lay on the ground, his heart sank a little.

The blizzard spell was about to end in five seconds, and the effect it caused was only a 50.00% deceleration.

Cyril didn't have time to hesitate, just clutching the staff tightly, ignoring the heavy human wall in front of him, staring at his hands, his mental power was stimulated, circling in his body, like a raging sea in a storm, the waves Slapping the boat representing Cyril's physical body, forcing the boat that was about to lose control in the next second to arouse all its strength.

A second later, someone pulled him up from the ground.

Two seconds later, an elf exactly like Cyril suddenly appeared by his side, holding an identical lacquered wood staff in his hand, his lips parted slightly, and the chanting ended.

In the third second, there was another blizzard, which fell suddenly, superimposed with the original skills in pairs, causing all the hostile targets to fall into a nearly static state in an instant.

Cyril roared, "It's now!"

In the fifth second, a silver figure suddenly appeared beside the famine knight, and easily removed the authority that gave him the power of "famine" from his hand.

Five seconds have passed, but time seems to stand still.

No one could see what happened, and no one could figure out why there were two Cyrilles all of a sudden.

Cyril looked at the avatar beside him, feeling a little dazed for a moment.

This dual clone/body skill is a reward he got after completing the task of [Alien's Boost] some time ago, and he has never used it before. He didn't expect to be able to use it at such a special time to make a final decision.

At the moment of losing the ring, the Famine Knight, who had been ill and paralyzed in the wheelchair, opened his eyes for the first time, bursting out with unprecedented anger.

The demons under Famine Knight rioted.

Dean broke free immediately, stumbled to his brother's side, and pulled him away from the demon with all his might.

Seeing the blood on the opponent's face and the slackened eyes, Dean raised his arm and punched the opponent in the face without saying a word, then grabbed Sam by the collar and lifted Sam who had fallen to the ground, and violently patted each other's face.

"Wake up! Think about what will happen when Lucifer comes to the human world!"

Listening to his brother's voice, Sam's slack eyes gradually focused.

After recovering, he pushed Dean away, leaned against the wall and retched.

On the other side, Quicksilver, who got the ring, returned to Cyril almost at the same time, and handed the ring of Famine Knight to Cyril.The double clone/body created by the elves using their skills also gradually dissipated into the air.

This unexpected disaster seems to have been resolved by now.

"Quick retreat!" But at this moment, the angel Cassidio, who also came back to his senses, yelled at his companions present.

The devil's whispers and howls sounded at the same time, and the possessed humans all fell to the ground, twitching all over, screaming and rolling in pain, while thick black smoke came out of their throats.

"Famine lost his ring, and he couldn't restrain his hunger." Cassidio threw away the chocolate bar and frowned. "He is going to devour all the demons present to relieve his hunger. The next one is us."

Cyril was a little dizzy: "What do you mean? Isn't it because of this ring that this old man has the ability to make others hungry?"

Cassidio shook his head: "The famine knight itself is hunger, this ring... In the words of you humans, it is a suppressor, converter and amplifier, suppressing his own hunger and transforming it into something that can affect others Energy and infinitely magnified."

Cyril's head hurt even more: "These things about you angels and demons are really complicated."

While they were talking, a group of people had already run to the door, but found that the door was closed and completely locked, even if they entered the password, they couldn't open it at all.

"It's useless, the demon has the ability to manipulate objects in the air. After the famine swallows the demon, it becomes an enhanced version of the large demon, and we can't get out." Cassidio explained again.

"You should be able to go out," Cyril questioned, "Don't you know how to teleport with someone?"

Cassidio: "I'm just an ordinary angel, and the opponent's level is higher than mine. I was suppressed. Demons used to be angels, just like Lucifer fell from heaven to hell."

Cyril: "Okay, okay, then I will open a portal, and you all leave."

As soon as he finished speaking, a purple-blue circular arch appeared in front of him.

"You take the quick silver and go." Cyril returned and put a wall of fire, temporarily dividing the space into two, "I will stay here to deal with the famine."

Cassidio stretched out his hand, and the dull-looking angel pushed Quicksilver into the door, then obediently withdrew his hand, and said seriously, "I won't leave, I'm an angel."

Dean and Sam also stood there, motionless.

Cyril smiled, straightened her messy hair, tore off the loose bow tie, and waved away the firewall.The wrinkled suit was unbuttoned at some point, and the corners of the clothes were blown up by the hot air, and the light of the flames reflected his desolate and handsome appearance.

"Then stay."

The three of them rushed towards the famine together, while Cyril stayed where he was, and the elves who had recovered their normal physical condition summoned the elemental sword, and after setting up their formation, they stabbed towards the famine densely.

Then, all their strength was consumed by hunger.

The black smoke representing the devil surrounded the seemingly dying old man, turning his dirty yellow eyes, Famine whispered angrily and pitifully, "I'm so hungry..."

Cyril couldn't help shivering, the discomfort crawled up the back of his head, and he felt a chill all over his body.

He opened the system panel and saw that his mana was plummeting like the Wall Street stock market on Black Thursday following the "hunger" that Famine Knight babbled like a mantra.

"It's really difficult to deal with," he shook his head, thinking, "Is the original power of the universe so powerful?"

And the situation of his companions is not optimistic.

As mortal wombs, the Wen family brothers were simply thrown against the wall by the demon's force, going back and forth several times, making people worried that their spines were broken.

Cassidio held the angel blade that could kill demons, and walked forward step by step, but was firmly resisted by an invisible force, unable to move an inch.

Finally, the agents who fell on the ground stopped moving, and all the demons possessing them were completely swallowed by the famine.

For a while, Cyril couldn't think of any good solution.

If the situation cannot be controlled, he can only use the power of the dark dimension to imprison the famine again.

Just before Cyril was about to strike, Sam, who was lying motionless in the corner, stood up. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, narrowed his eyes, and stretched out his hand to Famine Knight.

The demons swallowed by the famine have not yet been fully digested, but at this moment, they miraculously respond to Sam's call, just like loyal courtiers responding to the king's orders.

They swim around under the skin, the black lines are like sensitive snakes.

The Famine Knight's stomach suddenly swelled up high, and the big hard lump almost broke his dry skin, and black bubbles appeared on the surface of the skin, like asphalt that had just been heated.

Afterwards, the black smoke that was inhaled into the body began to rush around, the abdomen bulged, and the eyeballs were blown out, the muffled impact made the heart tremble.

After more than ten seconds, the whole famine knight exploded.

Skin, broken internal organs, and fine bone residues were sprayed all over the ground with strong force, red, yellow, and white, dazzling and disgusting.

Cyril pinched her nose and turned her head, and saw half of a spleen hanging on the wall, dripping blood sparsely. .

"Dean?"

Dean looked back at Cyril expressionlessly: "As I said, he is the physical container of Lucifer, and Lucifer is the lord of hell."

Cyril: "...Your words don't give me the slightest bit of comfort, but rather a threat."

The exhausted Sam slid down the wall and was picked up by his brother. The two supported each other, looking miserable.

Everything finally came to an end for the time being.

It was too late to clean up the battlefield here, and Cyril hurriedly left this bloody place with the angel and the exorcist.

Lift the highest level of warning, open the resurrection point to resurrect the "Bright" agents and technicians one by one, then start equipment repairs, and send emergency personnel to deal with the sudden emergency related to the undead during this period...

Before the work was finished, and before Dean had time to talk to his brother about his addiction to drinking devil's blood, another news came through the "Bright" agent stationed in Gotham.

——"Several large-scale riots suddenly occurred in Gotham, suspected to be related to the undead, and investigators have been sent to investigate."

Cassidio, who was sitting quietly by the window watching the scenery, licked the ice cream in his hand. He recalled the sweet taste in his mouth and remembered something, so he asked:

"Is there anyone in Gotham riding a red horse?"

Cyril, who was so busy, sat on a large office chair, raised her head, and looked blankly at Cassidio.