Dean and Sam frowned and looked at each other, they knew at least one thing by now: Anna mattered.

For the devil, she is simply a mobile intelligence receiving station, and getting her is equivalent to mastering all the movements of the angels, and for the angels, having an ear around them to eavesdrop on their conversations all the time is really a very irritating thing, even ordinary people need private space, okay.

"Oh yes, have you seen my parents? Are they okay?"

Anna asked coldly, a look of concern on her face.

Dean and Sam were stunned, they had been to Anna's house, Anna's parents had been brutally murdered by the devils, but the news was too cruel for her...

The brothers hesitated, and were hesitating whether they should tell Anna now, when suddenly, Anna's face changed drastically, and she exclaimed, "There is an extremely powerful evil aura that is rapidly coming here."

Almost at the same time, the detector in Sam's arms emitted an extremely high-pitched and shrill sound, like a convulsion.

The brothers' colors changed dramatically.

"Quick, Anna, get inside. ”

Sam gave a quick order, then pulled out his pistol and stood guard with Dean facing the church gate.

"Bang.."

As soon as Anna went in and hid, the colorful glass windows on the church wall shattered, and a black figure fell in hard, and fell to the ground with a bloody face, already dead.

"Priest?!"

The brothers stared at each other, and the next moment, a tall figure slowly walked in.

High-end hand-made suits, shiny leather shoes, slightly open shirt neckline, although the hair has been slightly gray, but still a very attractive old gentleman.

The moment the old man walked into the church, the white statue of the Virgin began to slowly shed blood and tears, and the air became damp and viscous, as if filled with a lot of invisible blood plasma, and there was an extremely pungent smell of sulfur.

Dean and Sam subconsciously took two steps back, feeling inexplicably low, depressed, and desperate, and cold sweat couldn't help but flow down their foreheads, wetting their underwear.

This devil was the most terrible one they had ever seen.

"Winchester?!" said in an old, cheerful voice, low and magnetic, "it's a pleasure to hear your father talk about your brothers, and to finally meet today."

The devil's words made the brothers stunned, and Dean subconsciously asked, "Have you seen our father?"

The old man smiled reservedly and said, "Of course, I have skinned, cramped, boned, and crushed every inch of his body countless times, and listened to his screams of pain that he was about to go crazy."

"Damn!" Dean's eyes turned red in an instant.

"Huh.." The old man laughed happily, and suddenly he let out a low cry and bowed politely, "I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Alastair, from hell."

As the old man spoke, his eyes completely lost their color, and became snow-white, and his whole person began to be filled with an extremely evil aura, and the church trembled under his majesty, like a dilapidated house swaying in the wind.

"Ahh

Sam couldn't stand the oppressive atmosphere, and with a loud roar, he completely spilled a bottle of holy water hidden behind him on Alastair.

This great weapon against the devil fell on Alastair's body but did not have the slightest effect, and there was no scream. There was no green smoke, he just frowned slightly, compared to the damage caused by the holy water, maybe he was more concerned about the stained suit.

"Sam, holy water is useless for a devil of my level?"

Alastair reluctantly spread his hands to Sam, and then walked towards the two of them step by step: "Hand over that girl, maybe I'll consider letting you go for the time being for the pleasure your father brought me."

"Die, Bitch!"

Dean roared wildly, and the bullets filled with salt water in his hand kept shooting at Alastair's body, and the gunfire was loud, but all the bullets were empty, and the corners of Alastair's clothes were floated.

"Dean, you really should settle down, if I had less than a year to live like you, I would definitely be soaking in women, fine wine, gambling, marijuana... These things on instead of coming over desperately .."

Alastair looked at Dean with a look of disappointment on his face, and waved his hand slightly, and Dean flew upside down like a broken sack that had been knocked away by a huge force, shattering large tables and chairs. From time to time, there were a few muffled grunts.

Sam also recited the Latin exorcism spell aloud, but Alastair just glanced at him, and Sam coughed violently, clutching his throat, and a sharp blade spat out of his mouth, bringing out a large cloud of blood.

The brothers' methods are okay to deal with ordinary ghosts, but when they encounter this powerful devil whose power is beyond the imagination of ordinary people, it is not enough to see at all.

"Tsk.. Are the Winchester boys running out of donkey skills?"

Alastair laughed, but his eyes grew cold.

"I repeat, hand over that girl, or go to hell with me."

Sam clutched his throat and retreated to Dean's side, smiling wryly, "Looks like we're really going to hell with this old glass today."

Dean hammered the ground hard and replied unwillingly, "God, I've just gotten rid of the countdown to death, and I'm coming again. Isn't there a demon on top of our heads, have you contacted him?"

Sam rolled his eyes angrily, "Dude, where do I contact him, he doesn't play facebook, MSN, titter... I don't have his phone number either.."

Dean couldn't help but ask, "What did he say he was doing last time before leaving?"

Sam thought back for a moment and said seriously, "Save the world." ”

"Oh. Dean covered his head in despair and cursed, "How could I have thought of making a deal with demons in the first place, they are so unreliable, more unreliable than the devil... Why don't you stop me.."

Sam looked at his brother and sighed helplessly, "Because this bad idea is what I came up with."

"Oh, shit!"

...

The brothers who are facing a desperate situation are still gagging each other, the threat of death is imminent, the cold killing intent is like a sharp knife against the hearts of the two, and the back of the neck is full of goosebumps.

At this time, Alastair had changed his appearance greatly, he looked at the Winchester brothers on the ground, and said coldly: "It seems that it is indeed the tradition of the Winchester family to have a hard mouth."

Sam and Dean closed their eyes in fear and despair, and at that moment, the weeping statue of Our Lady in the church burned with blood and tears, burned to black ashes, and the detector that fell to the ground during the fight let out a high-pitched and piercing chirp, and the "bang" completely exploded.

The brothers were stunned for a moment, Dean looked at the pile of scrap metal that was still smoking, and muttered with a strange expression: "How do I feel that this scene is familiar... Sam, have we blown up a probe before?"

The next moment, in the empty and silent church, a soft sigh suddenly sounded in the ears of the three people.

"Man, don't you know that I covered these two trouble-loving bastards?"

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