[Comprehensive Yingmei] I cover this earth

People screamed in panic, followed by two more gunshots. Everyone fell silent immediately, and knelt down skillfully, covering their heads, and took out all the valuable things on their bodies.

Dean was shocked: "Is it really so proficient?"

Sam kicked him under the table, hid behind the sofa and looked back at the robbers with guns: "Three of them, all of them have guns, it's a bit dangerous to fight head-on."

The two of them are very professional in dealing with ghosts and demons, but when encountering this kind of thing... Uh, after all, there is a specialization in the art industry, it is better to leave it to professionals, they can't rush up and throw salt at a few big living people .

Dean: "Call the police first?"

Sam: "It's been reported."

Ulea, who was still drinking coffee in a hurry, almost laughed out loud: ...You two are quite skilled.

The crisp sound of the metal spoon touching the porcelain cup attracted the attention of the two brothers. They turned around and saw that Uriah was still stirring the coffee in his hand leisurely.

Noticing the actions of the two brothers, Uriah raised his eyes and tilted his head: "What?"

Dean: "..."

He pointed to the robber who was pointing a gun at the teller at the counter, waiting for him to take out all the money.

Ulea raised her coffee cup and took a sip, her brows and eyes curled up: "It's hard to imagine, right? Even coffee shops have been robbed these days."

He glanced at the street scene outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, and suddenly realized: "Oh, look, there is a bank across the street that is closed. They probably wanted to rob the bank, but it turned out that the door was not open. If the thief didn't leave, they would just rob the coffee shop. "

After finishing speaking, he paused, squinted his eyes and said, "Do you know that the gangs in Gotham are reshuffled recently? Maybe these guys just ran out to do evil while taking advantage of the gap. Otherwise, the gang will reorganize after a while, and they It is estimated that there is no oil and water to fish for.”

Brother Wen: "..."

No, you are too calm!

A few people were still chatting here, but a robber saw them as soon as he turned around, and immediately walked over with his gun raised, and shouted: "Hey! A few over there! Squat down on the ground with your head in your arms!"

Dean frowned helplessly, stood up and raised his hand to indicate that he had no weapons on his body: "Relax, we don't have weapons in our hands."

Sam also followed him and stood up, scanning the entire hall at the same time, observing the situation for a breakthrough.

"Hey! You! Get up!" The robber pointed his black gun at Ulea who was still sitting there, and shouted loudly.

Ulea bit the spoon, bent his mouth helplessly, looked at the robber, and asked, "Why do you still dare?"

The robber was stunned by this sudden sentence: "What did you say?"

"Don't you know that the gods will punish you?" Ulea asked, he seemed really puzzled, "Why dare you? Many of your colleagues should have been punished, right?"

The robber froze for a moment, and then burst out laughing, as if hearing some unbelievable joke: "Are you kidding me? It's God's punishment. You can say that Batman will come is more reliable than this!"

After finishing speaking, his expression became more fierce, and he shouted: "Get up for me! Otherwise, I will shoot!"

Uriah sighed.

Hawthorne: "Why do I feel like a bit of a failure?"

[...It is this human being who is too ignorant, sir. 】

The other guests around were sweating for the boy.

They also all know the rumors about the Eye of the Secret Star, but this kind of thing is too false after all, and no one dares to gamble their lives at this time.And they have long been used to this kind of thing, as long as they hand over the wallet obediently in time, generally speaking, there will be no major problems.

Just like Batman, everyone knows that there is Batman in this city, but how many people would expect Batman to fall from the sky in this situation?

The boy who was counting on the gods to help him was too naive.

"Did you hear that!" the robber roared, taking a sudden step forward.

Dean and Sam also tensed up. Dean stared at the robber, and quietly touched his waist with one hand, while Sam said aloud: "Hey, calm down, everyone calm down." ..."

While talking, he winked at Uriah vigorously.

But the latter didn't seem to see it. He tapped the coffee cup with a small spoon in his hand, looked up at the robber and said, "Then there is no way."

"You're looking for death, right?" The robber was ignored again and again, and suddenly became vicious, aiming the gun at Yuria's head, and his finger was about to pull the trigger——

At this moment, Dean took out his gun and pointed it at the robber, while Sam moved, trying to block Uriah.

The scene was frozen.

Time seems to be infinitely slowed down, and the world is caught in endless slow motion.

Ulea raised his hand, flicked his wrist, and the coffee spoon flew straight out like a bullet, drawing a sharp line in the air, leaving behind the airflow produced by being cut by a high-temperature sword.

The spoon hit the muzzle of the gun in the robber's hand with precision like a scalpel, and then easily cut the gun in half.

After cutting the metal, the castration of the spoon remained undiminished, and under the terrified eyes of the robber who had no time to react, it went straight into his palm, piercing through his palm.

"呲-"

The sound of the body being burned by high temperature sounded, like some terrible death signal in this dead silence.

Ulea didn't raise her eyes, and said with a smile, "May the eyes of the secret star stare at you."

"what--!!"

The robber whose palm had been pierced screamed heart-piercingly.

Everyone was startled.

Before they had time to react from the unreasonable scene in front of them, they saw the other two robbers suddenly throw down their guns, their eyes were red, and they knelt down on the ground in horror.

"No, no... don't look at me, help... someone help me!!!" One of the robbers hugged his head and screamed, as if he had seen a terrifying picture that could not be understood at all. Trembling violently, screaming hoarsely.

The other robber hit his head on the ground with horror all over his face, making a frightening noise until his head was bleeding and he knocked himself unconscious.

The last robber whose palm was pierced by a spoon took several steps back, his face full of horror, his tears flowed all over his face unconsciously, his lips were trembling as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he grinned away suddenly Come on, the twist freezes into an eerie grin.

"Haha...hahaha...hahahahaha!" He pulled out the spoon in his palm and threw it on the ground, laughing and clapping his hands, his hands were bloody, and ran out of the cafe bouncing around.

Everyone was stunned.

Ulea calmly said to the frightened waiter, "Sorry, can you get me another spoon?"

Waiter: "Oh... oh oh, oh, right now! Right now!"

Ulea raised her head to look at the bewildered Wen brothers, and said helplessly, "That's why I'm so weird..."

He smiled and said, "Why do they still dare? This is His territory."

There was no sound in the cafe.

After a long while, someone did not know who said:

"My God, that rumor turned out to be true...!"

These words were like a stone stirring up thousands of waves, and everyone's eyes became full of surprise, awe, gratitude and even fanaticism for a while.

"—Yes, I have also heard the rumors about the Secret Star Church!"

"——was that the power descended from the gods just now? Is that god really protecting us?"

"Unbelievable...unbelievable, what kind of extraordinary power is that?"

All eyes were on Ulea, who was taking the small spoon, and while stirring the coffee, raised his head to look at the two brothers of the Wen family, met their shocked gazes and said helplessly: "This is not so much. Is it so scary that people will die?"

Dean: "..."

Sam: "...it's not a question of whether it's scary..."

Ulea seemed to have not heard at all, he picked up the cup and drank the last sip of coffee, and said in a low voice: "Anyway... we have to slip away first."

……

10 minute later.

"Sigh, a good meeting was ruined just like that." Ulea said helplessly as she walked on the trail in the park.

Brother Wen: "..."

Recalling the scene just now, the two still feel unreal.

The messenger solved the three of them so easily!

Although according to his own words, "they are too weak, they can't bear the power of a little god", but the scene is still scalp-numbing, not inferior to the curse of the evil spirit.

After the incident, the courier took the two of them and fled the scene on the grounds that he was still wanted by the Gotham Police Department, and it would be difficult to clean up the scene when the police came.

Brother Wen: ...

No surprise at all!This trick of yours looks very villainous, who are you looking for if the police don't want you!

This guy casually chopped a metal gun like a melon and vegetable, and even pierced someone's palm directly. The crime tool is just a spoon used to stir coffee!

How outrageous is this guy's fighting power!

However, the madness of the robbers just now reminded people of the case they were investigating.

— the same horror, the same loss of mind, the same weirdness and inconceivability.

This has to make people suspicious.

"The reason for falling into madness is very simple." The messenger seemed to know what they were thinking, and said in a relaxed tone: "Because they faced something they couldn't understand."

"You mean the Eye of the Secret Star?" Dean asked.

Sam glared at Dean—is it really okay to call the names of the gods they believe in in front of believers?

"..." Uriah paused, looked up at him, the smile on his face was still there, and there was no discomfort at all, "Yes."

"Well, forgive our offense." Sam said, "According to what we know so far, the Eye of the Secret Star has not appeared on the earth for a long time, how to prove that he has indeed come, not... you know Yes, the malicious use of some people with a heart and the like."

Hawthorne: ...

Because He is right before your eyes!

Of course, this cannot be said. He can only manipulate Uriah's body and say: "How should I put it... If you want to know the purpose of the Secret Star Church, you only need to see what they have done. The Church has never advertised itself as What kind of organization."

Dean stared at Uriah for a while, then laughed: "Oh, I like this answer."

"I checked the crime rate of Gotham in the past few years." Sam said, "Since the appearance of Batman a few years ago, the crime rate of Gotham has ushered in an unprecedented drop. And since three months After the appearance of the former Secret Star Church, the crime rate was cut in half again. In Gotham, the crime rate is only five times higher than that in New York."

Dean: "Just...five times higher?"

Why does it sound like this achievement is still very remarkable!

Sam was speechless for a while: "Uh, after all... this is Gotham."

"Really?" There was obvious surprise in Ulea's tone: "The crime rate has been cut in half?"

Sam nodded: "So, from this point, we can judge that at least the Church of the Secret Star is contributing to Gotham."

Hawthorne suddenly felt happy.

Although the crime rate is too low, it is not a good thing for the belief of the Mystic Eye, but he is still very happy.

"No matter what." Ulea said, "What I promised you just now still counts. As long as you trust me, any questions you may have can be answered by me."

"Any questions?" Dean raised his eyebrows. "Then can we know what's going on with this matter we're investigating? What's causing the trouble?"

Ulea nodded: "Yes, do you have pens and paper?"

"Pen and paper?" Sam asked while taking out a pen and paper from his pocket and handing it to Ulea, "What do you want this for?"

Ulea took a pen and paper and made it on the bench in the park, and said with a smile: "Please pen fairy."

……

Of course Sam and Dean knew what asking for a pen fairy meant.

The two sat next to Ulea, one on the left and one on the right, looking curiously at the follower of the Eye of the Secret Star.

Ulea held the pencil and looked at them both: "Do you really want to watch?"

"Can you really invite the pen fairy out? Don't you need any other rituals?" Sam asked with a frown.

Ulea said: "Of course not, I was joking... In fact, I am praying for knowledge from our master, the Eye of the Secret Star sleeping deep in the starry sky."

The Wen family brothers were startled and looked at each other, and they both saw doubt and vigilance in each other's eyes.

"You mean, you want to summon him, let him attach to you, and then write down the answer to the question with your hand?" Sam asked in disbelief.

"Yes." Ulea nodded. "This is the way that has the least impact on the people around me. If I speak the answer directly after His will descends, you will be polluted by His voice."

"Wait a minute!" Seeing that Uriah was about to start writing, Sam hurriedly stopped him, "It's not a question of whether we will be polluted!"

"Praying for knowledge from the outer gods...As far as we know, this is the most dangerous behavior in the field of mysticism, bar none." Dean said seriously.

"Usually this is the case." Ulea shrugged, "But don't worry, it may affect me a little bit, but it won't hurt you."

After speaking, he tapped the tip of the pen lightly on the paper.

However, in the next second, Dean reached out and took the pen away.

This movement was so fast that Uriah didn't react at all.

Ulea was taken aback for a moment, and after glancing at his empty right hand, he looked at Dean: "What?"

Dean's face was a little ugly, but he still managed to show a seemingly relaxed smile and said, "I'm thinking, maybe we can find a way to investigate this matter ourselves."

Sam nodded: "Well, that's right."

Ulea raised her eyebrows puzzled: "But I just need to ask Him to get the answer. I promise it won't affect you. If you are worried, you can find a place to hide first."

If it wasn't for fear of a large amount of pollution caused by the deviation of the characters' behavior, Hawthorne could even tell them the whole truth about this matter directly through the mouth of the messenger.

After all, to a certain extent, the Eye of the Secret Star can be omniscient and omnipotent.

"Listen, kid," Dean said gravely, "I'm not going to let a pre-teen take this risk for us."

That is an Outer God.

They have been walking in the field of occultism for so long, of course they know what this represents - weirdness, coldness, cruelty, indifference, contempt and arrogant disregard.

Ulea: ...?I am an adult!

He said with black lines all over his head: "Don't worry, it's okay, he is a benevolent god."

"Yeah, a certain person who was killed by a demon last time thought that he was a kind demon before his death." Sam said expressionlessly, "let alone such things as Outer Gods."

Hawthorne: ...are you polite?

"...How dare you say such things in front of me." Ulea said, the smile on his face disappeared, and there was a bottomless darkness in his dark eyes, and the cold atmosphere suddenly disappeared at this moment. Arriving, the faces of the two humans on the scene changed instantly, "You should know that I am his most loyal believer, and I can give everything for him at any time, and he is the only master, the creator of my world, and his will is everything!"

Dean quickly smoothed things over: "That's not what he meant. He just said that whether you are a believer or not, contacting the Outer Gods is very, very dangerous."

"Let's put it this way—" Ulea continued, "Even if you don't need the answer, the Secret Star Church also needs the answer, and we won't stand idly by. As a member of Star Nest, I am the one between the Lord and the believers." The bridge that connects. I am the [Messenger], and it is my job to ask Him for answers."

His tone was calm.

It was as if he had seen through life and death, and he still chose to face his fears even though he knew how dangerous this matter was.

The Winchester brothers couldn't help but feel a little moved.

Dean was silent for a moment, sighed, and returned the pen to Ulea: "Be careful, don't risk your own life."

Ulea took the pen and said with a smile, "Don't worry."

After speaking, he pressed the nib of the pen on a blank piece of white paper again, took a deep breath, and closed his eyes.

At this moment, Hawthorne Dylan controlled the hand with his absolute will.

At the same moment, he was horrified to see the messenger's pollution level jump up by 7.36%.

Hawthorne: "..."

This body obviously belongs to me, so why does my pollution increase so much when I use my own body!

After being stunned for less than a second, his pollution level increased by another 0.43%.

[Mr. Hawthorne, you need to complete the information transmission as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous! 】

Hawthorne: ……………Oh, I am really convinced!

While he was helplessly paying attention to the increase in the pollution level of the courier, he wrote down the keyword information with an unprecedented hand speed.

At the same time, the Winchester brothers who were sitting next to Uriah felt the terrifying oppression brought by the coming of the gods.

It was a feeling of suffocation as if all the air around him was pulled away in an instant. The cold wind kept blowing past, arousing the deepest fear in people's hearts, and silently permeating the soul like venom.

nothingness.chaos.blind.slow.Omniscience.Almighty.

They have seen many demons and ghosts that do not belong to the world, and some are even powerful demons from hell.

But compared to the horror brought by those weird creatures and the power of the gods at this moment, there is a huge gap between Yinghuo and Haoyue.

——It is not a level of existence at all!

The young man beside them is like a light-absorbing black hole at this moment, time is infinitely stretched, everything turns into nothingness, time and space lose their meaning.

The long moment passed suddenly.

Uriah opened her eyes suddenly, and the pen in her hand fell to the ground with a snap.He frowned and coughed painfully.

[Messenger (Uriah Hart): sanity value 0/50, pollution degree 9.93%]

Hawthorne: What is a little master of stepping on the card line?pride.jpg

"Are you okay?" Sam asked worriedly, holding his shoulders.

Yuria waved her hand while coughing, and handed him the paper.

Sam looked at the piece of paper. There were only two extremely short lines written on it.

——The beloved of the old days, the terror of the moon.

— Beware of the Court of Owls.