American Horror Story: A Tale of Terror from Silent Hill

Chapter 209 Intensification
"Quack! What happened?"

Midnight and Constantine could barely stand; the small swimming pool was now like a surging wave, one wave after another.

In an instant, another fierce clash of moves occurred.

The spear of fate met the cross-shaped blade formed from holy light.

The collision of energy created a splash of aftershocks that swept across all parts of space.

The surrounding walls cracked, large sections of the floor collapsed, and the entire pool exploded up, swirling towards the ceiling before bursting into countless water droplets.

A light rain was falling.

The entire hospital building was shaking violently.

However, the two in the air did not engage in further combat, but instead stopped tacitly.

Gabriel's face was devoid of pity; indifference and arrogance flickered in her eyes as she looked down at Baling with disdain.

"The path to redemption begins tonight. I can give you another chance: join us, or stand by and do nothing."

Before Baling could speak, a violent, bald demon named Mammon suddenly turned around and roared:

"Gabriel! I disagree! That brat stabbed me, and my body is mostly ruined. I must kill him and humiliate him in every way possible!"

The spear of fate struck Mammon at his most vulnerable moment, a blow that penetrated to the core and directly damaged the very foundation of his body.

How could Mammon tolerate this? How could he forgive it?
What Mammon wanted was Baling's death!
Gabriel stared coldly at him, as if looking at an insect with arrogance: "Who asked you? Since you know that your strength has been mostly destroyed, why humiliate yourself? Useless thing."

"Gabriel! What did you say! I, I'll blast you two bastards to pieces!" Mammon's eyes were bloodshot, and high-energy dark power erupted like a volcano, with the sulfurous aura from hell sweeping across the entire area.

The clear pool water instantly boiled and evaporated, and the space distorted under the scorching heat.

What did Mammon do? Is he going crazy?
Baling is prepared to fight two opponents at once. Although it will be a tough battle, as always, they will win.

"Two lowly ants dare to interfere in the battle? Die!"

Mammon swung his claws through the void, channeling dark energy into his entire body. However, the energy flow was sluggish at the wound, weakening the original power of his attack, though it was still an incredibly formidable force.

The next instant, a terrifying giant claw covered in hard scales blocked out the light and slammed down.

The devastating area-of-effect attack leaves no place to hide.

Wow! They're coming for us!

Constantine and Midnight were positioned right in the center of the giant claw; this move was clearly Mammon picking on the weak.

A strong threat of death came from above, the whistling of claws tearing through the air scraping against my face, causing a pain like being cut by a knife.

Constantine and Midnight hadn't fully grasped the situation on the field when they faced an opponent they couldn't defeat even with their best efforts.

Boom!

The spittoon in his hand was his last act of defiance; at least he died with some dignity.

The giant claw drew ever closer, and it looked as if the two were about to be crushed into a pancake.

Baling has made its move.

With lightning speed, it stood in front, and the Spear of Destiny, like a dragon emerging from the sea, pierced the weakest point of the giant claw. After the sharp spear tip pierced the weak point, a ghostly blue flame bloomed from the spearhead.

From a single point to a wider area, it instantly transformed into a wall of fire, incinerating the giant claw.

Baling's tall and valiant figure blocked the deadly attack that nearly crushed the two of them, leaving Constantine and Midnight with complex expressions on their faces.

I don't understand why Baling saved them again. Why are they acting differently all of a sudden?
"Why?" Constantine's face was full of confusion.

Baling did not give a direct answer, leaving only a solitary figure standing tall and proud.

Gabriel shook his head in disappointment: "Is this your decision?"

Baling's eyes were resolute: "I swear to defend humanity to the death!"

"Then I'll have no choice but to send you on your way." Gabriel was no longer willing to hold back; she was going to use power that shouldn't be used against her own people.

She originally thought she could take down Baling on her own, but now it seems she'll have to use her true strength.

“It should have been done long ago. Why waste words with him? If the two of us attack together, he won’t be able to withstand it.” Mammon cackled, clearly ready to strike.

"Phew! Even if they both come at me, I'll still fight them!"

Baling gripped the spear of fate tightly, and the various forces within his body began to pull, flow, and surge, producing the sound of gurgling water, which grew louder and louder, like... a surging tsunami.

After years of accumulation, the moment to meet at the summit has finally arrived.

The pure white wings of holy light, condensed from pure faith, were the first pair of wings to unfold, accompanied by a pure white halo above their heads.

The ghostly blue hellfire, once an angel, now a spirit of vengeance, has reappeared, displaying most of its angelic power, and a pair of ghostly blue wings unfold.

Finally, the demonic body of the original body, the superposition of fire and powerful magic talents, and the powerful accumulation after devouring many demons, all unleashed the dark power that forced out a final pair of dark red wings.

With each unfolding of the wings, the power increases dramatically. And with all six wings open, it represents a body strengthened to its limit and power pushed to its absolute limit.

An unparalleled and powerful aura burst forth, like a long-dormant underwater volcano suddenly erupting with towering lava.

It seemed to want to cover the heavens and the earth, and to destroy all living things!
"Caw! How is this possible! It's impossible! A wild demon, yet his power is no less than that of my son, Satan!"

Mammon then realized that Baling's power had surpassed that of his prime.

The warm-up is over; now it's time for a serious battle.

Passing by the incomprehensible Mammon.

Baling's eyes shone brightly, his domineering aura and unparalleled power shining through, even his gaze carrying an undeniable weight.

The sound of wings unfolding suddenly rang out, and a pair of huge gray wings suddenly opened behind Gabriel.

At that moment, their eyes met.

Baling smiled slightly: "Your wings aren't as pretty as mine."

Gabriel sneered, "You're asking for death! Still spouting nonsense!"

The gray wings instantly transformed into pure white wings. Despite his stubbornness, Gabriel, unwilling to lose face, obediently changed the color scheme.

"Holy Flame! Judgment!"

Gabriel's face was cold. The endless holy light transformed into pure white flames. His wings flapped, and the wind fueled the fire. A fire tornado swirled around the heavens and the earth, destroying everything in its path.

Flames purify impurities!
Huhuhu——!
With all six wings moving in unison, an even stronger, larger, and more ferocious fire tornado emerged from beneath Baling's feet, twisting its hurricane-like body as it rammed into the smaller fire tornado.

The fierce wind made it impossible to open one's eyes.

Constantine and Midnight struggled to stay afloat on the ground, but suddenly, Constantine heard a familiar voice.

“Constantine, I will severely injure Mammon later. You find an opportunity to end his life and end this conspiracy.”

what?
I'll kill Mammon, really?!
Constantine's eyes widened in surprise, and before he could say a word, he could only watch helplessly as the two masters flew away again.

……

The fighting continues.

“Archangel, if this is all you are capable of, your conspiracy will only end here.”

Baling, relying on its six-wing drive, vibrates, flaps, sprints, and stops, always outperforming Baling.

No matter how much Gabriel intensified his offensive, he could not gain the upper hand and was even slightly at a disadvantage. The strength of Baling after its complete liberation was no less than that of Gabriel at this time.

A dazzling tricolor stream of light clashed and collided rapidly between the hospital floors with the pure white shadow of an angel, while a crimson light chased after it with all its might.

However, even with all his might, Mammon, who had been shot, could not catch up with the two ahead of him after taking a shot.

Not only did they fail to get involved in the battle, they also got a lot of the aftershocks of the clash.

They were blown up and covered in dust.

Sometimes, he even suspected that the two people opposite him were doing it on purpose, as there were always some injuries that would inexplicably hit him in the face.

The battle continues.

Holy flames were freely unleashed, igniting the hard concrete and steel bars; hellfire spread and eroded, burning away all obstacles.

The energy turbulence released by the two moving at high speeds caused the already crumbling hospital building to finally groan under the strain.

From the top floor downwards, rampant energy fluctuations shattered and collapsed in waves.

Heavy pieces of building debris continued to fall.

With a deafening roar, the scattered debris and powder, carried by the fierce wind, obscured the view.

Only the light will never fade.

"Hehehe! Die, you wretched little thing." Taking advantage of Gabriel's frontal assault, bombarding Baling from above and forcing him to the bottom, Mammon finally got his chance.

Despite the pain, even as his wounds continued to rupture and bleed, and the cracks widened, Mammon still unleashed his full power.

Demonic horns sprouted from its smooth head, its body was covered in scales, and it exuded evil black energy. The violent dark power transformed into an even larger demonic claw, reaching upwards towards Baling's back.

At the same time, Gabriel raised his hands high, the light on his cross sword shining to its limit. Compressed and condensed holy light entangled the blade, and then he slashed out fiercely. A pillar of holy flame as bright as a meteor, carrying the determination to judge evil, instantly blasted towards Baling.

Caught in a pincer attack, the situation is fraught with danger!
"Well done!"

Baling's eyes burned with fighting spirit.

What is he going to do?

Are we about to face a combined attack from the two of them?!

Impossible! This would be an extremely irrational choice. How could the incredibly wise Baling do such a thing?
The Spear of Destiny was wreathed in tricolored flames. Instead of taking the combined attack of the two, Baling suddenly slashed at the air beside him.

Stab it!

Space was like a fragile piece of white paper, torn open by the sharp spear of fate, leaving a narrow rift. Without hesitation, Baling plunged into the spatial rift.

Gabriel and Mammon clashed fiercely in a desperate attack.

Point to point!
Evenly matched... my ass.

Before he could withstand it for even a second, Mammon, who was swinging his claws below, was slapped in the face by a pillar of holy flame.

With a loud "whoosh," like a cannonball being fired, it smashed straight through layers of floorboards, reaching the very bottom and creating an invisible shockwave.

With explosive force, the limbs and head embedded Mammon's entire body deep into the ground.

A conspicuous, enlarged human-shaped pit is clearly etched into the rock strata.

However, it's far from over.

In mid-air, space tore open, and Baling suddenly appeared.

Using the remaining force of the beam of light, Baling descended with the wind.

Immediately, the six wings on its back flapped violently, providing an extremely strong acceleration, and Baling transformed into a streak of light as it plummeted downwards.

Aim, grip the spear, bend your arm, and thrust!
In an instant, Baling hurled the Spear of Destiny with all his might. Three-colored flames wrapped around the spear, and the powerful propulsion made the Spear of Destiny tremble and shoot out.

The moment it was thrown, long cracks were torn open in the space along its path. The blow that struck down the meteor was silent, as if all other sounds in the world had been drowned out.

in!
The moment the spear was thrust out and the moment it struck the spear almost overlapped.

The spear of fate pierced Mammon's chest, pinning him to the deep pit from which he could not escape.

The earth-shaking shockwaves caused the hospital building to crack from its very foundation.

The earth was cleaved open with a huge, bottomless crack.

Mammon, stabbed in a vital spot, suffered a more ferocious and fatal wound than before. The influx of Baling's power relentlessly destroyed the life force within his body, and before he could even take a breath, his body had collapsed and disintegrated.

The stab wound severely hindered the flow of Mammon's power and prevented the body from recovering.

Mammon's life was like a candle flickering in the wind.

“Ba Ling——!”

Gabriel glared angrily. She was still hoping that Mammon would cleanse the world, but now, it would be fast for Mammon to regain his strength, even five hundred years would be considered a short time.

Her grand plan was completely ruined by Baling.

Rage, endless rage filled Gabriel's heart. At this moment, forget about reason; all she wanted to do was destroy!

"I have to control you properly!" The cross sword twisted and deformed, and a long light whip was held in his palm. Gabriel lashed it out in mid-air, drawing a strange arc, and the whip shadow suddenly appeared on the back of Baling's neck.

呲呲!

Baling gripped the light whip in his hand, a large chunk of flesh burning away from his palm. Having lost the indestructible spear of fate, Baling had suffered a great loss.

But even without that Spear of Destiny, Baling was confident he could handle his opponent.

White bone blades emerged, and Baling brandished them fearlessly, continuing to resist Gabriel.

……

under.

Constantine and Midnight, who had been cowering timidly in the corner, finally dared to peek out after watching the dazzling white light and tricolor light recede into the distance.

"I almost got killed by the aftershocks, but luckily I was a tribal sports student when I was young, so I'm tough enough," Midnight said, reflecting on his narrow escape.

"How's it going down there?" Constantine asked.

"Demons don't die that easily; they probably still have a breath left." Midnight looked worried.

"Finish him off, for justice." Constantine licked his dry lips a few times, feeling extremely tense and excited.

"Huh?" Midnight gave him a "you're crazy" look.

"Didn't you hear me? The angels are going to let the demons judge humanity. Now is not the time to cherish my life. My mind is made up. Balin was able to fight against Gabriel for humanity. Do you think I can't even finish off a seriously injured Mammon?!"

Constantine spoke with conviction, as if convincing Midnight, or perhaps giving himself courage.

Midnight stared blankly at Constantine, as if seeing him for the first time. When did this guy develop such a strong sense of responsibility?

"I'm going."

Constantine, carrying his golden shotgun, prepared to descend into the pit.

As he reached the edge of the cave entrance, Constantine suddenly turned pale, then coughed up a mouthful of blood. His strength rapidly drained away, and he collapsed to the ground.

His lung cancer suddenly worsened, and he couldn't handle it—he died at the age of thirty-five.

(End of this chapter)