The confrontation between light and darkness, the entanglement of holiness and evil filled the barn, and the air was filled with a sense of chaos and oppression.

"You're breaking the rules.."

Manny repeated coldly again.

Imojin flapped her black wings, her expression was full of ** and temptation, she stretched out a white and beautiful finger, put it between her sexy lips and rubbed it gently, and giggled: "So, what do you want to do?

Manny's face was solemn, like an eternal stone on the edge of the reincarnation pool, cold and cold.

There weren't too many words, the two colors of light and darkness were invariably entangled, and the violent coercion discarded everything, and the hurricane blew the two mortals on the field, Dean and Konstantin, out of the air.

In the battle between the gods, mortals can only withstand the splashing of thunder and fury.

Konstantin barely opened his eyes in the strong wind pressure, looked at Dean who was trying to stand up straight not far away, and raised the gun in his hand.

Dean felt something, looked in this direction, was startled, and immediately rolled on the spot.

"Bang", the bullet hit where he was, hitting the spark.

"Damn, dude, is there something wrong with your head." Dean hid behind a few abandoned broken crates and cautiously shouted, "Did I cuckold you or what?"

"Bang", Konstantin shot again.

"Hell!"

Dean retracted his head angrily and angrily.

A black glow suddenly shot out from the light and darkness of the struggle, and struck Dean in the chest at once, beating him into a blood spray and sticking to the wall.

"It's not a gentleman's job to speak ill of people behind your back."

Imogin's voice came from mid-air.

Dean coughed up a mouthful of blood and scolded in a low voice, "Women are cautious, this sentence is not wrong at all.."

But the matter was not over, Konstantin had already grabbed a pistol and quickly chased after him.

"Maniac!"

Dean could only resist the pain and quickly get up and run towards the outside of the barn.

Konstantin and Dean chased each other, and the battle of angels in mid-air was chaotic for a while.

Dean was not lightly injured, and the violent force was raging all over him, and the distance between him and Konstantin was shrinking.

Konstantin opened the pistol magazine, and there was only one last bullet left in it, he gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, aimed at the back of Dean's heart as he ran, took aim, and pulled the trigger hard.

"Bang", the bullet flew out of the chamber, and at the same time, Dean had already run to the barn door, and a tall, thin figure happened to break in.

With a stumbling move, the Hand of God fiddling with fate, a bullet flew across Dean's scalp and slammed into the heart of the sudden intruder.

"Sam!"

Dean let out a frantic scream.

Sam, who was holding a strange-shaped dagger, looked at the blood clot in his chest that was constantly fainting, and slipped down little by little, weakly, and slowly collapsed into Dean's arms.

Time seemed to stop in this moment, the world lost its sound, and the wind stood still.

Everyone froze, the dim light in Sam's eyes, the angry and shocked look on Dean's face, the hideous Constantine, and the fierce angels, everything was frozen in place.

Suddenly, a cold voice rang out in the emptiness.

"The winner has been decided. ”

Light.

A dazzling light.

It fell, obscuring the sunlight shining overhead.

In the shadows, a slender and perfect figure slowly descended, and behind it were twelve brilliant golden wings.

Handsome, noble, indifferent, spotless white linen robes.

He fell, suspended in mid-air, as if unwilling to let the dust of the world stain his feet.

Everything was restored, distant voices returned, and Dean was screaming in despair, his eyes full of tears.

Imogen and Manny were separated and stared blankly at the figure, and Konstantin muttered his name: "Gabriel."

His golden-white eyes swept across the room, Gabriel's gaze swept over everyone, and finally rested on the grief-stricken Dean.

"We won.."

He seemed to be speaking to Dean.

"Damn, you're all a bunch of goddamn bastards!"

Dean hugged his brother and roared like madness, when suddenly the sadness, pain, resentment, and despair on his face faded like a tide, and his face strangely returned to calm.

He suddenly picked up the odd-shaped dagger that had fallen from Sam's hand and stabbed it hard into Sam's chest, stirring it twice.

After doing all this, he stood up and looked directly at the crowd.

It was then that everyone realized that Dean's eyes had long since changed color, and had become as golden and white as Gabriel, the same indifference, and the same lofty as Gabriel.

"No, we should have won.."

Dean looked at Gabriel and said indifferently, "This doesn't include you." ”

Dean's voice changed, low, indifferent.

For the first time, a slight smile appeared on Gabriel's face, without the slightest emotion, and he looked at Dean and said with a smile, "Is that you?.. My brother, Michael.."

"Stop calling me that word.."" Dean's face was full of indescribable nobility, solemnity, holiness, and majesty.

"The Father knows everything you know, what you think, and what you do. Put on the chains, repent of your sins, and beg the Father's forgiveness.."

"Huh.." Gabriel laughed out loud, like a mortal.

"Father.. What a ridiculous word. Michael, you are like a faithful hound."

"Shut up!" Dean shouted, a loud voice echoing through the barn, the clear sky darkened, and lightning swept through it, and Imogen and Manny shuddered and fell from the sky with a scream.

"You won't understand.." Gabriel sighed, looked at "Dean" with a look of mockery, pity, and disdain, and said in a low voice: "You have taken Lucifer's place, you are the incomparably noble archangel, the supreme leader of the Holy Legion, and you are willing to be a hound, because you still command countless of the same hounds... Michael, sometimes I really feel pity for you, you are strong, persevering, brave... But always bound by some false things, have you seen your own heart? Is it still as transparent as it was tens of thousands of years ago? Actually, he doesn't like you at all, although Lucifer betrayed him, but he admires Lucifer the most, and you are just a substitute for the next best."

"I knew it.."" Dean's eyes lit up with anger, and he gritted his teeth and said, "You still miss him, that traitor, why, it is he who is obviously wrong, but he is still appreciated."

Dean roared angrily, thunder rolled across the sky, loud voices echoing, and the barns clutched their heads in pain, blood pouring from their ears.