Toilet.
Dean picked up the wet woman from the sink and laid her flat on the cold ground. He knelt on her right side and shouted a few times.
"Catherine!"
Her face was pale and she closed her eyes tightly without any physical response.
Dean used his fingers to explore the carotid artery on the side of her neck. There was no heartbeat, so he pressed his hands on the middle and lower parts of her chest and began to perform regular chest compressions, once, twice, three times... Her face was still pale and bloodless.
"What happened to her?" At this time, Hope and Owen followed, looking at the situation in front of them in shock, "Can an accident happen just by going to the bathroom?"
"Shut up!" Dean finished a set of thirty compressions, then opened her airway and started artificial respiration, "Come here and help!"
Owen and Hope immediately assisted Dean in the rescue effort.
A full five minutes passed.
Under intense first aid, Catherine's face finally turned rosy, and her heartbeat and spontaneous breathing resumed.
But before Dean could breathe a sigh of relief, he discovered that wisps of slender black smoke came out of her newly rejuvenated body, lingering, turning into a dark chain, slowly pulling out her translucent soul.
"What are you looking at?"
Hope and Owen noticed Dean's solemn expression and looked along his line of sight, but they only saw a pile of toiletries and nothing unusual at all.
"Something's wrong, you go first!"
Dean warned, tensed his limbs, summoned the ghost armor to wrap around his body, took out the teardrop-shaped shackle with his right hand, and grabbed the M1900 from the fantasy space with his left hand, loaded it, and activated the spirit bullet mode.
Opposite the gun's muzzle, a large piece of black mist as thick as blood had condensed into a monster with a sheep's head and body.
The curved horns reached the ceiling, the huge black cloak covered the bat's giant wings, and the hooves stepped on the cold marble floor. The two-meter-tall strong body stood quietly behind Catherine's soul, and the green eyes were like will-o'-the-wisps, exuding a kind of Indifference at the top of the food chain.
Its hands with tapered nails and six fingers grasped a dark chain. One end of the chain was connected to Catherine's soul, and it kept pulling her out. Half of her soul had been pulled out of the body.
Her face was still beautiful, but her expression was empty and dull, like a desperate and numb prisoner.
"Go away, Goatman, and leave her alone!"
Dean pulled the trigger.
Bang, bang!
The intersection of blood and spiritual power!
The spiritual bullets and tracking bullets connected end to end roared and hit the center of the huge sheep head, but they did not defeat it like an ordinary ghost.
A transparent barrier emerged on its surface to firmly block the warhead, and the two supernatural forces consumed each other, causing ripples in the air like water waves.
The goat man continued to pull on the chain coldly, as if mocking Dean for overestimating his own abilities.
Dean angrily threw out his right hand. This time, the blade drew a sharp straight line, smoothly penetrating the protective barrier, stabbing the goat man's heart, and infusing it with indestructible mysterious power.
The goat man tugged at the chain.
Brush brush brush——
The jiban flew like a butterfly, drawing interlaced silver lights in mid-air, cutting the huge black body at high speed, bursting out black gas, and its originally solid body became illusory as if it had been severely damaged.
Dean took the opportunity to use his telekinesis to pull one end of the chain, pulling Catherine's soul toward the body on the ground, hoping to bring her soul back.
This move completely angered the goatman. Its green eyes radiated with angry light, it opened its big mouth and let out a piercing howl like a night owl, and at the same time it raised one of its huge demonic wings to flap outward.
Hoho!
The strong wind blew Dean's big black trench coat flying around like dragon wings. Hope and Owen behind him were lifted out of the bathroom by the invisible force without any resistance. They hit the wall of the corridor hard and slid down. Blood dripped from the mouth and nose.
Dean used his strong willpower and physique to get rid of all the impact. He shook his head slightly and strode forward. He kept pulling the trigger of the M1900 in his right hand, shooting out a series of spiritual bullets with abundant spiritual power. The spirit bullets flowed and formed a fluorescent barrage, shooting holes into the Goatman's chest and neck, making his figure become more and more illusory.
Dean pushed forward with his left hand at the same time, and the surging telekinesis swept through the entire bathroom like a wave. The mirror of the washbasin and the windows on the wall exploded, glass shards flew into the sky, and the floor and ceiling were cracked with fine cracks. The goat man was even more like After being hit head-on by the train, his huge body rose into the air and hung directly backwards on the wall, turning into a dried monster specimen.
Dean rolled up the board and was about to launch a fatal blow.
But a pair of huge black wings behind the Goatman suddenly swelled to both sides like springs, shaking out a large area of black as rich as a mire, blocking the light in the entire room.
The bathroom became so dark that Dean seemed to be in a starless night sky, losing his direction and purpose.
A dangerous green light suddenly lit up in the darkness.
Dean couldn't help but look along the green light, and suddenly saw a vortex so huge that it occupied the entire sight, spreading out intoxicating magic.
With just one glance, Dean's spirit, thoughts, emotions, and all intangible qualities were uncontrollably drawn into the vortex.
Light, sound, breeze, everything outside is getting further and further away.
Dean relaxed his tense nerves, his expression became dazed, and the M1900 in his hand dropped involuntarily.
The goatman, whose eyes were as bright as light bulbs, took the opportunity to yank the chain and completely pull Catherine's soul to his side.
Immediately, a gap opened behind it, and the two of them were slowly swallowed inside.
After a few seconds.
Dean bit the tip of his tongue fiercely. The blood and stinging brought him back to consciousness, and his eyes widened. Half of an ugly sheep's face reflected in his eyes, with silent ridicule, disappeared into the cracks in the green-lit space.
Shet!
Dean angrily shot there, but the bullet only hit the smooth wall!
"Dean! What happened just now?" Hope walked in tremblingly, holding a gun, with funny blood stains on his nose. Owen looked at the mess on the ground with fear and excitement, "Some kind of invisible thing attacked Killed us! Is it the goat man?"
"No time to explain!" Dean turned his head, and the volcano-like anger in his eyes made the two of them shut up in fear. "Where do the Goatmen go after they steal their souls?"
"It will return to the limbo of Limbo," Owen said, recalling the contents of the antique book.
"Yes, Limbo, I hit that monster with a tracking bomb. As long as I chase it, I can find it, solve it, and save Catherine!" Dean muttered to himself and glanced at a message in the system. Ability - "Limbo Travel lv0" (100% charged and can be activated at any time, please make sure the board is in control.)
Dean took a deep breath.
A woman was snatched away under his nose. If he can't get her back, what kind of man is he? What's the use of this super power!
The surging anger suppressed all scruples, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.
"Hope, take care of me and Catherine."
"What do you mean, where are you going? Can you explain it first!" The police sergeant tugged on his shoulders uneasily, and saw him clasping his hands forward and raising a wooden board engraved with mysterious runes above his head.
The tip of the board was pointed at the space in front of him, and Dean slowly drew a straight line from top to bottom.
An ordinary move, but he did it with great difficulty and pain. His cheeks turned red, he sweated, and his shoulders began to tremble uncontrollably. It was as if his hands weighed several tons, as if there was something contained in this stroke. With the mighty power that connects heaven and earth.
Then Hope and Owen, who were watching, held their breath——
The board strangely drew a dark slit in the air that was perpendicular to the ground and about two meters high.
Dean pressed the gap with both hands and pulled it to both sides like a curtain. The narrow gap instantly expanded into a triangular door that radiated faint green light. Behind the door, you could clearly see the tunnel supported by tree leaves and huge roots.
Dean ducked into the tunnel, but followed him one step further.
His soul and body were immediately separated. His body lost control and he fell limply on the hard floor of the bathroom outside the triangular door and passed out.
"Is this an out-of-body state?"
Dean looked at his hands from side to side and touched his body. The touch was almost exactly the same as the real state. He was still wearing the big black trench coat. His sense of smell and vision were no different. He could even smell the earthy smell and the fragrance of plants in the air.
But the difference was that he felt a kind of relaxation and joy that he had never experienced in the physical state, and his body was light and airy, as if he was drunk to the point of being drunk and had excessive stimulants.
He threw away all the psychological burdens and became unrestrained and free.
All kinds of desires surged up in his mind, and he seemed to be omnipotent. He could go wherever he wanted and do anything he wanted to do.
He couldn't help but smile happily.
"no no!"
He shook his head violently and suppressed these complicated thoughts.
"Now is not the time to satisfy your desires!" Dean turned to look behind him at the shadow of the past that looked exactly like him, "Let's go, old man, let's go kill the goatman together!"
"as you wish."
The two Deans walked down the tunnel, one behind the other.
…
Owen looked at Dean and Catherine lying outside the triangular door. Their chests were rising and falling slightly. Their breathing and heartbeat were normal, but only their bodies were left, without their souls.
"It's unbelievable. It opens the legendary Limbo passage. It's an amazing power. Director Hope, your friend must be an extremely powerful exorcist."
Hope just stared at the tunnel blankly, his face changed, and deep longing flashed in his eyes.
"Limbo...Sarah is here too. Sarah is waiting for me inside."
He couldn't help but approach the passage step by step,
"Wait, Sheriff, what do you want to do?"
"How can I let my brother take risks alone?" Hope pushed him away with a serious face. "He needs help. I have to go in. Owen, you stay and take care of our bodies."
"Fake! Listen to me, you are just an ordinary person, and there is another dangerous space inside. If you insist on breaking in, you won't even know how you will die!" Owen advised anxiously,
"Don't worry, I can handle it!" Hope strode into the tunnel without looking back, and her fat body instantly sat on Dean's chest.
As he entered, the originally open triangular door suddenly closed inward like a hanging curtain, turning back into an inconspicuous black straight line, waiting for someone to open it.
Owen looked at the three living bodies in front of him, raised the glasses on the bridge of his nose and fell into a sluggish state.
"Trust me so much?"
…
On the other side, Betsy's house.
Sitting cross-legged on the carpet in the living room, Jane suddenly took off her blindfold, and a trace of vivid distress and unwillingness appeared on her little face with a hint of baby fat.
"Where does the triangular door lead to? Why can't I see in?"
"No, Dean and Hope will definitely be in danger!" She stood up and waved her fist, with a look of determination on her childish face, and turned to Terry, who was sitting on the rocking chair and watching cartoons with a dull face, "Mom, I Something happened to my friends, and I have to help them!"
Jane stretched out her little finger and hooked Terry's clumsy and squirming little finger, "We can play together when I come back, okay?"
Terry's dull eyes rolled with difficulty, and she opened her mouth anxiously.
"Did you agree? Great!"
Jane touched her mother's hair, straightened her denim overalls, put on her dear peaked cap, covered her slightly long hair, and rushed outside the house menacingly.
"Aunt Betsy, something big happened! Drive me to Hawkins Middle School quickly. I'm going to save Dean and Hope!"
…
"Why are you following me if I'm not asking you to take care of my body?" Not long after Dean walked out, he heard movement behind him, and then he waited for Hope.
"You promised to let me enter Limbo to meet Sarah, how could I miss this opportunity." Hope retorted emotionally, obviously also under some special influence, but he turned his eyes and saw Dean Another person beside him said, "Wait, who is he and why are there two of you? Do you have a twin brother?"
"It's not important." Dean gave "Shadow" a look, and the latter continued to walk forward. "The important thing is that you must listen to my command later. Once you act without authorization, you will be buried inside and will never be able to get out." go."
Hope's eyelids trembled, and he covered his mouth tightly and nodded.
…
The three of them walked along the green tunnel for what seemed like five minutes. The light began to brighten. They walked out of the tunnel and entered a brand new area, like the hinterland of a forest——
Dean looked around curiously. There was no sun or moon in the sky here. The light was a little dark, and the brightness was equivalent to the cloudy dusk before the night.
The faint light illuminates the numerous trees with vines and twisted roots on the ground.
Some of them seem to have grown for hundreds or even thousands of years. They are so thick that they need several people to hug them. They reach into the invisible clouds. The roots originally buried in the ground have broken through the soil and come to the ground to form strange-shaped tree tumors.
Some trees are shorter than children, and their branches sway playfully with the breeze, as if welcoming newcomers who have just entered the woods.
The forest floor between the trees is covered with colorful leaves and shallow puddles. Hot steam is coming out. The hot steam fills the air and forms a surging milky white mist, which makes the entire forest look like a forest. wonderland.
But this is no place for a living person.
Dean took out the tablet from his arms, and immediately felt an intuition pointing to the location of the tunnel they entered before.
"So the board will remind me in which direction the passage back to the real world is and the remaining duration of the passage. There is still plenty of time now, no need to worry."
…
"Dean, is this place really Limbo?" Hope spread his hand and waved it in the air, and immediately felt countless plant seeds and spores, just like when he was alive.
"Probably." Dean frowned. Things turned out differently than he expected. He didn't know if the initial position they entered Limbo was different from that of the Goatman. They were too far apart and Dean couldn't feel it at all. Can track the breath of bullets.
Moreover, the ubiquitous mist in the forest also affected visibility. Dean could only see clearly a radius of more than thirty meters.
“Try the God’s-eye search function.”
Dean sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes, imagined Catherine's face and identity information, and activated the "black field of mind" to search for her location.
But soon, he opened his eyes again and shook his head helplessly.
This forest seemed to be filled with some kind of strange power, which cut off his perception and made him unable to find anyone. He could only shake his head reluctantly.
"Let's go, you two, let's find a random direction first."
"To the east..." "Shadow" made a suggestion, and then Dean discovered that the expression on its face became more vivid and flexible compared to the real world.
"Why the east?"
"There is a familiar scent to the east. I want to get closer and have a look." The shadow looked at Dean pleadingly. This was the first time it revealed its subjective emotions.
"Yes, go east!" Hope looked toward the east in a daze, his eyes revealing strong expectation and yearning.
"Okay, you lead the way." The three of them set off towards the east of the forest and walked for a while.
There are all the same woods along the way, but there are no squirrels, birds and other small animals that are common in the woods, and there are no other wandering souls. The place is empty and quiet, which is a bit scary.
Dean could only keep asking "Shadow" how he felt.
The answer was as expected. After coming to Limbo, his feelings and thoughts became clearer and more delicate, almost the same as before his death. This confirmed that Limbo did have some kind of beneficial effect on wandering souls.
But even if "Shadow" regains consciousness, under the rules of the system, it can only obey Dean's instructions.
In addition, after finally coming to another space, Dean also tested his various abilities.
The results were surprising.
Although there is no body in Limbo, there is no way to activate physical superpowers such as Iron Man expertise and mimicry.
However, with the Red Dragon Meditation method, the mental, will, and perception abilities such as fantasy space, telekinesis, and God's perspective are almost unrestricted and can operate freely.
Dean spread his hands, and two seconds later, he took out his favorite gun M1900 from the space, loaded it with twenty rounds of .45acp, activated the magic bullet mode, and was ready to fire at any time.
"Wait, can you find a gun here?" Hope looked like he had seen a ghost and touched his waist. The original gun had long been left in the real world with his body.
"This is a superpower, you can't do it." Dean put away the gun with satisfaction. He was able to activate the weapons stored in the fantasy space. He was more confident of killing the goatman.
…
"Why don't you leave?" Dean suddenly felt the footsteps in front of him stop. He looked up and saw "Shadow" looking motionless not far away, with huge surprise gradually appearing on his face.
Dean followed his gaze and looked over, his pupils contracted, and he held his breath——
Between two huge old trees shrouded in white mist, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl was swinging leisurely. She was wearing a cowboy hat and a shawl with long hair rippling in the wind.
Viewed from the side, she has a pair of big and bright eyes, slightly thick lips, some thick eyebrows, and ordinary facial features, which cannot be called beautiful.
But the smile at the corner of her mouth is like a ray of sunshine in spring, shining in the heart, making people smile together and forget the troubles and anxieties in their hearts.
The swing suddenly slowed down.
She seemed to feel the strange attention, and turned around to meet the "shadow"'s eyes.
For a moment, both ghosts were stunned, and transparent tears slid down their eyelids.
"Dean?"
"Mona? My Mona! I finally found you, I found you!"
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