The topic about angels stopped because they came to Angela's room. Dean was in a hurry and directly knocked open the door, then shouted "No, no, no," because Wang Xiaoming and the others saw several corpses lying on the ground. Because these corpses were burning a little severely, they could not recognize the other party's identity at all.

"Hey, don't be in a hurry to be sad. We have to confirm their identities. At least, we can call first and try it out." Wang Xiaoming pulled Dean and said.

"Yes, these people are not necessarily them." Dean raised his head and immediately took out his cell phone and called Angela.

The phone was answered quickly, not the kind they thought it was answered by someone else, but Angela himself answered it.

"Dean, save me!" Angela just said these two words, and then Dean heard the sound of someone knocking off his phone, followed by a busy voice.

"What happened?" Wang Xiaoming did not hear the sound from the phone clearly. After seeing Dean's face, he knew that something might be wrong.

"Angela seemed to be caught. But she was a little strange. Since she was caught, why didn't she take her cell phone away?" Dean was unexpectedly calm at this time.

"Let's not talk about this for now, call your dad and give it a try." Wang Xiaoming said.

Dean nodded and called his father directly. A familiar ringtone rang. Wang Xiaoming's face changed slightly and walked over and found a cell phone with a broken shell from the edge of the bed. Looking at the notes on the reality, he frowned and picked up the cell phone and handed it to Dean.

Dean hung up the phone silently, put his cell phone into his pocket of his clothes, and said calmly: "I believe him, he should not be dead."

"I also believe this, because none of the corpses in it match your father's figure." Wang Xiaoming said, pointing to the scorched corpse on the ground.

Dean seemed relieved, but frowned again and asked, "What should I do now?"

"Check where the phone call just now came from." Wang Xiaoming turned his head and looked at the room, saying, "Looking at the appearance of these corpses, there seems to be no fierce battle, but it seems like a one-sided situation."

"Come and see this person, no, it should be said to be this thing." Dean walked over and pointed at a strange burnt corpse and said, "This seems not to be a human."

"Ghost, it seems that things are getting stranger." Wang Xiaoming glanced at the corpse, and then based on the records in the miscellaneous notes he had spent before, he knew that it was a ghoul.

"Humans, demons, angels and aliens have indeed become strange." Dean stood up and asked, "Can you find the location of the previous phone?"

"Of course, but we have to leave here first." Wang Xiaoming pointed to the corpses all over the ground. This is not a place to do business.

On the other side, in a farm not far from here, John lay on the haystack with blood on his face, and a figure appeared on the ground not far away, looking at John who was in a coma and didn't know what to do.

With a moan, John slowly woke up. Perhaps because he had just woken up, his brain had a brief state of amnesia. After a stimulation of pain, he remembered that he had encountered attacks from demons and aliens in the hotel. Pamela's abnormality, and the dazzling light, everything, he remembered.

"You're awake? I have something to look for you." A indifferent voice appeared in John's ear, and John turned his head and saw a black man standing not far from him.

"Who are you?" John frowned his eyebrows because of the pain, but he was worried about his children.

"The angel who serves my Lord, Yarek," said the black man lightly.

Faced with such an answer, John certainly would not believe it, especially after his wife was killed by the demon, he never believed that there was a God or an angel in this world, so he sneered and looked disbelief.

"You don't seem to believe it." Yarek asked plainly.

"What the hell do you want to do? Why do you want to save me?" John continued.

Arrek walked to John, and in John's vigilant eyes, he raised his index finger and middle finger together and pointed it on John's forehead. Then John was very surprised to find that the wound on his body had completely healed, and even the blood on his clothes had disappeared.

"Very amazing witchcraft." John said vigilantly.

"You humans are really complicated." After Yarek finished speaking, he let John see the shadow of his angel wings.

The angels in this world are pure energy, and their true bodies cannot be intuitive to humans. At most, they can only project their angel wings with a little energy when they possess them as they are now.

John still had questions in his heart, but he did not show it because he already knew that if the other party had malicious intentions, he would not be the opponent at all, so he did not continue to show hostility and asked what was going on.

"Mamen wants to pass the seal of hell and come to earth." Yarek continued to say in his unchanging tone.

"I've found this, is there anything I don't know about?" John said with a smile.

"If Mamen wants to come to the world, he needs a guide. I am looking for a guide at this moment." Yarek ignored John's smile and said.

"You mean the girl named Angela? What if you find you?" John asked.

"I don't know her name, only God knows omnipotent." Yarek had no negative feelings about what he didn't know.

"As for that girl, I need to carve a defensive rune on her so that I can stop Mamen from coming." He said again.

"But the problem is that I don't know where Angela is now," John said with a wry smile, "I really don't know that my friend was possessed by a demon when he was with us."

"We must find that girl sooner, otherwise we will really let Mamen come to Earth, and this place will become a new hell." Yarek said with a frown.

John stood up from the ground and said, "Then we have to go back to the kids, by the way, do you have a cell phone?"

"Cellphone? What is that?" Yarek asked a little strangely.
Chapter completed!