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22 Strange Purification

Looking around, the wilderness under the starry sky is sparse, the dark-shaped woods at the end are swaying faintly under the night wind, and the lights of the city in the distance are hazy, standing quietly on the edge of sight, looking like a distant mirage.

The vegetation in the wasteland is decorated with black and purple under the moonlight, and the intersection in sight is like an enlarged version of the cross, ancient, deserted, and uninhabited.

There was nothing around the intersection, only the wasteland, weeds, and a big man dragging the old man under the moonlight, which was Sam - he was preparing to summon the demon.

In an abandoned warehouse in the distance, three people stood on the second floor of the warehouse, following the window to watch the situation at the intersection at this moment.

The effect of the night vision telescope makes the eyes ignore the obstruction at night, and the view is clearer, so you can clearly see that Sam, standing in the middle of the intersection, is squatting on the ground and digging a hole, and an iron box is placed beside him.

"Damn it, I would have used scissors if I had known it."

Looking at his younger brother's behavior at this time, Dean's face was a little nervous, and his hand holding the telescope was tightened even more.

"Don't worry." Bobby, who put down his telescope and wore a ragged hat, said: "The demons at the intersection can enter and exit hell and the world at will, and are usually responsible for transactions. They have more contact with humans and are not that aggressive. They are not like the kind of bastard who has been locked up for hundreds or thousands of years."

"But that's also a demon!"

"Of course, but who told you that you were so stupid, you must choose this." Bobby snorted and picked up the night vision device again: "The most important thing now is to keep a close eye on Sam. We can't let him have any surprises."

So Dean turned his head, picked up the telescope, staring at his brother without blinking, and Charles asked casually: "Are you familiar with this kind of thing?"

"I have been studying demons for more than ten years, and I can't understand them at all."

Bobby replied that there was nothing wrong with the left and right now, so he whispered while paying attention to Sam's situation at the intersection: "Devil behavior is sometimes very regular. For example, from 1974 to 2004, only three to five demons appeared in the United States every year, without exception. However, as far as I know, there are nearly thirty, and it seems to be getting more and more intense."

"Do you know why? There are powerful demons who are summoning demon minions to do things without any concealment."

Hearing this, he saw Dean's face turned gloomy. It was obvious that it was self-evident who summoned the demon to do things.

Bobby seemed to know a lot about the demons, but he didn't say anything more, because Sam at the intersection had already begun his next move.

After digging the pit, he buried the iron box in it, then stood up and began to recite the spell.

The group of people in the warehouse were a little nervous because of this, and when a person suddenly appeared not far away from Sam, the tension became even more obvious.

Wearing a delicate black dress and a gauze hat, a beautiful girl with a slim figure emerged inexplicably, standing in the wilderness, looking from afar, she looked no different from a normal person.

There was no "special effect" when she appeared, as if she was standing there, but she was invisible before.

Shire was also holding a night vision instrument at this moment. Because the distance was far, the real eye did not take effect, but judging from the faintly visible dark red glowing eyes, what this person was self-evident.

The two people around them breathed a little more severely, but they did not move rashly, but waited patiently - the demon at the intersection had the ability to move instantly, and he hid quickly when he saw that the situation was not good.

The strategy they discussed before was to introduce it into the demon trap, so they can't go out yet.

"I can only believe Sam." The old man's murmur came from his ears, but it sounded very nervous.

Although he studied demons, he had few opportunities to contact demons, and it was the first time he was this kind of bait hunting.

As for Dean, he gritted his teeth and stared at the cross, as if he would fly away if he was not good.

Compared to the two, Charles was much calmer, mainly because he didn't believe that these two protagonists would be solved by casual passers-by.

"Not to mention being able to be resurrected..."

Tinking secretly, Charles held the telescope and watched quietly.

Sam at the intersection talked to the girl in black alone. At the beginning, it was fine, but soon after, he didn't know what to say. His expression became very excited, and his steps were even further backwards, as if he had suffered some blow.

But not long after, Sam, who was talking to the demon, suddenly gestured an OK gesture in the direction of them.

"This drama master."

As she sighed, Charles followed the other two and quickly walked out of the warehouse and rushed to the intersection along the grass.

As the steps approached, the figure of the female demon at the intersection became clearer, and the prompt of the Eye of Real emerged.

[Padarik Winkde, Hell Demon, Age about 400-500]

【It is hostile to you】

【It is one of the many contract demons responsible for crossroad transactions】

...

Black hair and blue eyes, with moles at the corners of his eyes. When the three of them arrived, the beautiful girl standing quietly at the intersection looked ashamed and angry, and her eyes seemed to want to swallow them all.

"You will regret it!" She said harshly, but her steps did not move.

In the ground covered with dust at her feet, there was a flat steel plate. They had prepared it specifically before. It was painted with the Seven Demon-Sealing Stars. After being buried under the surface, the demon was easily hit...

"Is it really stupid? Or is it affected by the protagonist's mentally retarded aura?"

As Charles muttered secretly, the three people around him began to interrogate harshly.

Unfortunately, no matter what they asked, the beautiful female demon looked disgusted. She obviously did not cooperate, so the three of them turned to look at the young man standing aside.

"Don't you, Charles."

It was originally for this, so Charles did not hesitate when he heard this and stepped forward not far from the female demon. His right hand, which was engraved with a cross tattoo, immediately raised his hand and murmured at the girl in black.

Under the darkness, the sound of the spell full of majestic aura seemed to dispel the darkness around her, and it sounded like a sense of peace of mind. However, the female demon didn't feel that way. As soon as the young man opened his mouth, she subconsciously frowned. When the spell continued and the white cross appeared on her forehead, the frown turned into a sudden scream.

"Damn it, what are you doing? Ah-!"

The spell effect was a bit surprising, but Charles didn't think much about this, and ignored her shouting. Standing in front of the demon, the spells blurted out continuously. The other party standing in the demon trap covered his head tightly, bent over, screaming in his mouth, and looked very painful.

There was no such arrogance as before.

The cross light spiraled quietly on the smooth forehead, and the bright white light then enveloped the girl's whole body. Because there was no sunlight at the moment, the purification spell had no talent to strengthen, but this still made the "female" demon who had never encountered such an attack.

"Bitch, I'm going to kill you!"

...

"Stop, I can tell you Azazel's plan, stop!"

...

"Damn it, do you really want to burn me to death?"

...

"Please, ah—!"

...

Smoke rose out of the other party's body, and the black dress on his body was quickly soaked in sweat, as if he was suffering a lot of torture. As the spell continued, the hunched and squatting female demon changed very quickly from the initial fierce threat to the beginning, to the slightest to the whining, and then to the end of begging, and her expression changed very quickly.

"Shar, it should be almost the same." Seeing the female demon kneeling on the ground with trembling all over her head, Old Bobby couldn't help but remind him.

However, Shire just shrugged at this, with a helpless expression: "You see, I didn't chant the spell anymore. Once the magic effect appears, it can only wait for it to disappear automatically."

"This..." Hearing this, the three of them couldn't help but look at each other, "Will she just die like this?"

"It shouldn't be." Charles replied, his tone calm.

He had used purification on Hellhounds before, and it was useless except to irritate him. Although the effect is good now, it should not be possible to kill one blow - not to mention that it is still at night.

In fact, he guessed correctly. The other party did not die because of this, but just became weaker.

After the continuous purification of the "see" could not burn the target, he became weaker and weaker. When the white light was completely restrained, the female demon was still intact. However, at this moment, she was kneeling on the ground and gasping for breath. The entire "person", including her cheek, was already soaked in sweat.

Seeing this, the three people around him secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Then Dean immediately walked up and threatened: "I want to feel like this again? If you don't want to be burned to death, you'd better cooperate honestly."

It was a pity that the other party ignored Dean's words. Instead, after he took a breath, he suddenly looked up at Charles, his cheeks full of fear and tension.

"You, my strength has weakened, what have you done to me?"

Shire didn't respond.

After purifying the white light, he could clearly feel a cool feeling that grew from his body and spread to the spiritual place deep in his body, making his whole mind clear, and a sense of comfort emerged from his whole body.

The Eye of True floats by.

[You have successfully purified a demonic power and your spirit body has grown slightly]
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