I am your natural enemy

Seeing that this body was about to be scrapped after being pierced by the horn of the ghost horse and infected by the highly permeable death breath, Wen Yan looked at the prompt and was a little speechless.

Before, he could feel that the road was beginning to be unstable and might not be able to maintain it. He could only urge the ghost horse and give it enough blessings to make its speed soar to the extreme, and rush out before the road disappeared.

How could he have thought that there was an ugly angel blocking the intersection in front of the summoning formation.

As for letting the tiger go back to the mountain, that was impossible. This would mean endless troubles and would also implicate the person who summoned him.

When Wen Yan was about to take action, Sam, who saw this scene next to him, was shocked and puzzled, and his body had already moved before his thoughts.

He quickly took out a black pottery jar from the shelf behind him, reached out and grabbed a handful of it, his hands were covered with grease, and then he casually wiped his waist, took out a dagger, cut his palm, and quickly drew a symbol behind the ugly angel.

At the same time, Sam also saw Wen Yan stretch out a hand, holding a ball of bright red flame in one hand, like blood burning.

He knew there must be a big problem here, and it was probably that the devil broker had tricked him.

But at the same time, he was also puzzled, why, the name, power, and bloodline were all right, but the knight summoned was a knight with a strong sense of oppression. According to the Nightwing Dragon, this was the legendary Death Knight?

There were too many things wrong with this matter.

However, no matter what, he could not let the angel in the body of the Nightwing Dragon return.

Those guys were originally targeting Winchester, trying their best to catch the Winchester family's braids, and any slight problem would be treated as a heinous crime.

Because according to the Winchester family's position, except for a few peace-loving elves and other alien races, other demons, devils, aliens, Nightwing Dragons, angels, etc., are all preset as enemies.

Born in the Recorder family, they know best that the enemy of their enemy may not be their friend, and that things that stand on the opposite side of demons and devils are not good birds for humans.

Even if this Death Knight has a big problem, the Nightwing Dragon in front of him must be dealt with first.

The body of the Nightwing Dragon is full of cracks, and the body has turned into gray stone. When the blue-white light inside is about to rush out, it is blocked by the runes behind it, trapping it in the stone body.

Wen Yan watched this scene and did not rush to do it. He now also felt that there was something wrong.

But no matter what, they helped him and gave him the coordinates and the road. Whether the road is easy to walk is another matter. Being able to walk is the most precious thing.

The gray stone statue in front of him, full of cracks, is hanging on the unicorn of the ghost warhorse. The blue-white light is flowing in the cracks, struggling to rush out, but is bound inside by an invisible force.

Wen Yan stretched out a hand, and the flame in his palm, like flowing water, sank into the stone statue along the cracks.

The bright red flames infected and burned, rapidly corroding all the cracks, burning from the outside to the inside.

All the blue and white light inside gradually disappeared, and one could only feel that the inside was burning more and more violently.

Wen Yan felt it very clearly. With the ability he already had at the moment, the temporary ability he generated was indeed targeted, but if it weren't for the quick action of the old man next to him, he might not be able to completely control the blue and white light in the body of the stone statue in front of him.

Maybe the so-called angel in the body of the stone statue would run away and pass the information out.

The old man had a look of shock and confusion on his face, but he acted quickly, fiercely and accurately, leaving a very deep impression on Wen Yan.

The most unpredictable guy is this kind of unpredictable guy. Wen Yan had seen it before. A guy who looked easy to bully was bullied by other students. In the end, he cried and carried a brick and sent four people to the hospital by himself.

After waiting for three minutes, the flames in the gray stone statue in front of him became more and more bright, flowing back and sinking into Wen Yan's palm. The stone statue also collapsed and turned into powder.

Wen Yan carefully sensed the flames in his palm and felt that this was indeed the result of the collective change of his own power. The temporary ability was actually more like a trigger.

The door with the skeleton dog relief brought a characteristic of transforming his power, transforming his fiery power into a power similar to the fire of the soul, which could be blessed to the undead.

Coupled with the power of the heart fire, it was stimulated in the way of the violent sun, and finally stimulated a new power.

This ability was named Red Lotus, which can obviously burn creatures like angels, and even turn them into firewood to maintain the burning and existence of Red Lotus.

It's a pity that it's still a little too weak now, and the power is obviously insufficient.

This time there are professionals who are very familiar with this ugly angel and reacted immediately, so that they can completely control it. Otherwise, they will wait for him to burn slowly, and they are not stupid.

When Wen Yan put away the bright flame in his palm, a prompt appeared in front of him.

"In a foreign land battle, a Nightwing Dragon from the Court, who was possessed by a Sanction Angel, was killed.

Affected by the seal of the strange object review, the hatred value of the relevant identity Han Envoy continues to increase, and the current identity is a high hatred value identity.

Correspondingly, there is currently a low hatred value identity."

"Using the fire of the red lotus, the trapped angel light was refined.

Achieved the title of the Angel Natural Enemy Branch, the title of the Nightwing Dragon Natural Enemy."

"Nightwing Dragon Natural Enemy."

"Fixed special effect: lock light.

My glory is still above yours.

When the Nightwing Dragon dies and the angels in the body begin to return, their way back can be blocked. "

Wen Yan was quite speechless. This time, another branch title appeared.

Last time, a small youth version was released, which was at least equivalent to the original core parts.

Maybe this time he didn't spend much effort and it was very easy to complete. It's not even the original core parts. It's more like a small factory that copied something with some of the original functions.

Forget it, at least it has it and it's simple. What else do you want?

Now he has more important things to solve, because he found that the little brother who summoned him seemed to look at him wrong. The body movements seemed to want to run away, and it seemed to want to give him a hard blow.

Wen Yan was wearing a mask and could see more clearly. The light of the little brother's soul was flickering, and he was in a more nervous and stressed state than before.

Wen Yan pondered for a while and said.

"Thank you, may I ask, what is your name? And where is the devil broker? ”

“…”

Hearing Wen Yan’s words, Sam felt goose bumps all over his body. This kind of pretentious accent, coupled with the words used by the old European nobles, suddenly brought back some not-so-good memories.

At the beginning, he studied for a long time with a noble scholar with a similar accent and accent.

From the first day of learning, the old gentleman made him learn the accent and words, and did not allow him to speak in the Robin accent. He was very strict and used the same thing when teaching things.

At that time, he really felt that his country accent was not presentable, and he also thought it was really necessary.

Because many spells do require precise accents and words.

But later he found that most of the things he learned were in Latin. He also doubted whether it was his problem, so he studied very hard.

Until he finished his studies and was ready to leave, the old gentleman told him that it was best to forget the damn accent.

Because this accent is extremely hateful and easy to arouse vigilance in Robin Exorcist.

Similarly, except for a very few spells Besides, the accent and the words he used didn't have much of an impact.

Sam was devastated at the time. He still couldn't describe or forget the extremely complicated feeling.

Then, the old man told him that if he remembered the feeling at this moment, he would benefit from it for the rest of his life and it would increase his chances of survival by at least 20 percentage points.

At this moment, Wen Yan's damn accent brought back memories and goosebumps. His vigilance was slightly reduced, and he was thinking about what was going on.

Obviously, his ritual was not wrong. He Even his bloodline was added. If the other party is really the bloodline of the Winchester family, then this can increase the chance of success of the summoning.

But if not, then this summoning will not be successful.

No wonder that damn devil said that he would use the undead summoning. In theory, to summon something from the sea of ​​undead, it is indeed necessary to use the undead summoning ceremony.

But a low-level undead summoning summoned a legendary death knight. This is wrong no matter how you look at it.

Nothing is right!

"I am Sam Winchester, what's your name?" Sam asked vigilantly.

This is not the first time that Wen Yan has heard of this surname.

That devil broker is really powerful and wild.

He can actually get a Winchester to help him to come up with a ritual of undead summoning.

"My name is Yan Wen."

"Winchester?"

"No, my last name is Wen, not Winchester. "

Seeing that Sam still seemed to be very alert, and this was not the place to talk, and Wen Yan was also with Lucy.

He thought about it, stretched out his hand and pressed on the mask, and the mask was taken off.

At that moment, the suppressed death and extremely deep murderous aura on Wen Yan's body dissipated, and the whole person's temperament changed dramatically in an instant.

The identity of the Han envoy/Death Knight also transformed itself and became his original identity.

When he felt the change in Wen Yan's temperament and saw Wen Yan's face that was obviously a living person, Sam immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

So that's it, it should be the problem of the mask, right?

Perhaps only in this way can he be summoned from the Sea of ​​​​Undead.

He said that if there is a problem with the ritual, it is impossible to summon successfully. Even if the other party feels the summons and dares to respond rashly, the only ending is to disappear forever.

This person is them A member of the Winchester family, even if the other party has an oriental face.

It was exactly the same as the gossip he had forced the devil's broker to reveal before.

As for why the other party had to say that his surname was Wen, not Winchester, that was also normal. Some members of the Winchester family had this surname since childhood, and it was not changed later.

In addition to some internal differences in concepts, they were also instilled with the concept of not admitting that they were Winchesters to prevent certain special curses and the like.

As for why Wen Yan had an oriental face, this was actually the thing Sam cared least about.

Because in the Winchester family, black people all...

Decades ago, if an elder married an oriental person and had children, it would be the nature of the Winchester people. Who could stop this?

These were all small things. After all, in that book of shame, there really was a family tough guy who dared to take in a succubus.

"Oh, I see. Let's talk somewhere else. It's very unsafe here."

Sam replied, naturally changing the subject, as if he believed Wen Yan's words.

He took out a paper map and marked a location for Wen Yan on the map.

"We will meet here. It's one of my safe houses. We can't stay here. You go there first and walk through the forest. It will be much safer. I'll make some preparations and go there. You don't have to worry about my safety."

"Is there anything to eat?"

"Ah? Oh! Yes, yes!"

Sam suddenly realized that there was really nothing to eat in a ghost place like the Sea of ​​the Dead. I heard that this fierce man had been in there for several days. He must be starving, right?

Wen Yan took the two sandwiches given by Sam, rode his warhorse, left the cabin and entered the forest.

He entered the forest and turned on his phone again. In less than ten seconds, a message popped up on his phone.

"Sir, is your environment safe? Do you need to be taken home immediately?

After you have read this message, if there is no response within five seconds, the emergency support system will be activated.

You can respond in any way, such as voice or text.

Considering the delay, the relevant emergency plan will be activated four seconds after you read this message."

"I'm fine, I just came back, but I fell abroad, probably in Robin."

"You are in Robin, near the northern border of Florida. According to the changes in your location, it is predicted that you will enter Florida in three minutes."

"..."

Wen Yan pulled the reins instantly, and the ghost horse immediately slowed down and stopped in the forest.

Until now, Wen Yan did not dare to let the gray cloth let go of Lucy, and still wrapped Lucy. Lucy did not make any noise and stayed very quietly.

It was because Wen Yan was worried that Lucy had some positioning-like means that he could not see, and wrapping her with gray cloth was the simplest and most effective means.

Florida was definitely not allowed to go.

Wen Yan took a picture on the map with his mobile phone and sent it to Black Box.

"Sir, your location has limited communication, so it is difficult to provide the best support.

The location you marked is about 80 kilometers away from you. According to your current location, you should go all the way to the direction of ten degrees to the west and south, and the final destination is a large wilderness jungle between the borders of the two states.

According to our information, there have been 39 records of werewolves appearing there in the past 30 years, and there is a high probability that it is the location of the lair of a certain werewolf tribe.

If you are worried that you will be tracked or have troubles if you open the door directly.

Then, go east to sea, and our fleet can provide support.

Your Dahlia is currently about 600 nautical miles away from you.

The head of the headquarters ordered that from this moment on, you enjoy the status of a diplomat of Shenzhou.

Does the headquarters need to immediately negotiate with the relevant departments of Robin about your kidnapping to Robin by the daring bandits?"

"..."

Looking at the text sent by the black box, Wen Yan's eyelids twitched wildly.

"That's not necessary!

I'm not a street stalker.

I need to confirm whether a person has tracking and positioning items.

Including but not limited to items related to the mysterious side and the technological side.

I need to make sure that no one will track him."

"Okay, as you wish, we will make preparations immediately to ensure that everything is foolproof."

"By the way, I want to know some information about Sam Winchester and the Winchester family."

Wen Yan looked at the information sent by the black box one after another. It should be using the satellite network, which is far inferior to the dedicated line in Shenzhou. Most of the information is text information and a few pictures.

It's easy to take a quick look at the Winchester family.

Wen Yan probably understood that there must be some misunderstanding.

Maybe the devil's broker cheated Sam, but he continued to look at other information.

The information shows that the location marked by Sam is within the range of werewolves.

He built the safe house in this place, so he couldn't have been unaware.

There is only one possibility, this guy seems to have a good relationship with the werewolves there?

Wen Yan was a little confused. The information was too general and could not be applied to individual cases.

Sam's ways were a bit wild. Not only did he have werewolf friends, but he also seemed to have a good relationship with the devil's broker?

There was not much information about Sam in the Lieyang Department, and most of it came from mysterious forums.

This was a rising star of the Winchester family. He did not use the surname Wen, but directly used Winchester. Therefore, as a recorder, he was eventually forced to adapt to fighting.

He debuted for ten years and had a remarkable record. The bounty price was very high in some black wizards and dark creatures, but no one dared to accept it, or no one was willing to accept it.

There was no photo, but it was highly likely that no one would impersonate this identity.

On the one hand, it was very dangerous, and on the other hand, this was a typical type that would be exposed as soon as he took action.

"Wait a little longer, and when you get to a slightly safer place, you can rest and eat something."

He had to figure out some things first, and he couldn't just run away after getting out of trouble and let others take the risk to finish it.

After going deep into the dense forest for a while, Wen Yan followed the navigation and was about to arrive when he frowned slightly. He felt some obvious malice.

He took out the mask and put it on his face, instantly transforming into a death knight.

Looking up, in the black and white world, there were suddenly more traces of souls.

Ignoring those very weak souls, in the deep forest, not far from him, around a small wooden house, two stronger souls were hiding there.

Before Wen Yan could do anything, he felt that an extremely powerful aura in the small wooden house seemed to be activated by him.

In just a blink of an eye, Wen Yan saw a stream of light that directly pierced the wooden house, pierced through all the trees encountered along the way, and came straight to him.

Wen Yan's hairs all stood up. For the first time, he felt what it felt like to be completely suppressed by danger. He couldn't avoid it and had no other way but to bear it.

He could even clearly feel that the thing was going to kill him at this moment.

He took off the mask decisively. The moment the mask left his face, he felt a slight shock in his chest, as if he was shot.

Looking down, he saw a piece of rusty broken iron stuck in the armor on his chest.

The part that was not worn out and rotten in the Sea of ​​​​Undead was broken by such a small piece of iron.

Wen Yan took off the mask, and the power aroused by the broken iron piece immediately faded away rapidly.

At this time, the red exclamation mark prompt appeared.

"Danger! Danger! Danger! Your current identity is extremely dangerous! Please change your identity immediately!"

Wen Yan carefully confirmed that the danger prompt was delayed? !

"What the hell is this?"

Wen Yan looked at the broken iron piece stuck on the armor, then looked at the mask in his hand, and silently put it away. If it is not necessary, he will not wear it again.

He thought that the hatred value was just a figurative expression.

Who would have thought that the hatred value of this ghost thing was too high, and he was almost killed inexplicably.