Kill American Terror, Starting from the Witches’ Coven

"Killing the American Terror, Starting from the Witches' Gathering" is also known as "People are Terrorized in America, Accompanied by Witches" Author: Han Wuguang

brief introduction:

Ghosts, demons, clowns, murderers, and deformed people are raging in the world, and the people of the Chosen Land are living in dire straits.

Robb, carrying the Book of Containment, came to the world and was about to spread the gospel. Wait...

This is not the right start!

Listening to the girl lying on top of him crying and repeating "I'm sorry".

The future father of the people, the only savior, the world's most powerful exorcist, medium, heavenly master, and supreme wizard felt panicked.

Could it be...that my head is a little green?

PS: American Horror Story Season 3 Coven Opening

Chapter 1 Chapter 1: Give your girlfriend away at the beginning

"Uuuu~~Robb! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I didn't want this to happen either! It's all my fault! I'm really sorry..."

As soon as Robb regained consciousness, he heard the girl's crying apology ringing in his ears.

Robb's first reaction was that his girlfriend had dyed his hair green.

But soon, he realized that he didn't have a girlfriend.

So, what's going on now?

Why is there a girl crying on top of him?

Robb wanted to open his eyes to find out, but a sudden severe headache forced him to stop.

At this time, a more mature female voice sounded in his ear, interrupting the girl's cry.

"It's not your fault, honey. If you really want to blame it, just blame me and your father." The girl's mother came over and comforted her.

The girl still blamed herself: "No! I killed Robb! Everything is my fault!"

etc!

Killed Robb? ? ?

I'm not dead yet!

I can save it!

Robb ignored his headache and wanted to shout loudly, but found that he could not open his mouth.

Suppressing his headache, he tried to open his eyes again, but no matter how hard he tried, it was useless.

As if the body is not his own.

Beside him, Robb didn't notice anything unusual as the mother-daughter conversation continued.

"No! This is not your fault, Zoe. There are some truths that I should have told you earlier."

"……the truth?"

"Yes, the truth! Your great-grandmother also suffered from such genetic pain. I prayed that you would not inherit such a bloodline, but God obviously did not listen to my prayers. Zoe, I am sorry that you will have to embark on another journey in the future. There is a path.”

"Mom, I don't understand what you mean."

"Witch blood, Zoe, is not a myth, it is real fact. The power that originated with the Salem witches has always flowed in our family's blood. But not every generation or every girl gets it. Yours My great-grandmother gained this power and became a witch. And you, Zoe, I don’t know whether to be lucky or unlucky, you are now a witch too.”

"Witch?" the girl said in disbelief.

Witch?

Robb, who had been listening, was surprised at the same time.

For some reason, he suddenly felt a sense of familiarity, as if he had seen it somewhere.

Just as he was thinking desperately, the voice from Zoe's mother continued:

"I'm sorry for Robb's death. It was an accident that no one wanted to see. So Zoe, in order for this kind of accident to never happen again in the future, you must learn to control the power of the witch. I have called the Council , and then they will take you to New Orleans. There is a boarding college there for girls like you, and you will be safe there."

"You want to send me away? But Robb..."

"Don't worry, I will make arrangements for Robb's funeral."

"No……"

No! ! !

Robb yelled.

He didn't want to be cremated or lie in a coffin for the rest of his life.

I'm still alive!

At this moment, the strong desire to survive gave birth to Robb's infinite power.

The invisible force that imprisoned all his actions was finally broken.

After a book-like shadow flashed through his mind, Robb, who had no time to think too much, reluctantly opened his eyes, raised his arms with difficulty, and used his last remaining strength to greet the mother and daughter beside him:

"Hey... I think... I can still save it."

After saying that, Robb's vision went dark and he passed out.

"Robb!!!"

The next second, the girl screamed in surprise and the girl's mother exclaimed in disbelief.

…

When Robb woke up again, he found himself lying on a hospital bed.

A youthful blond girl was sleeping tiredly on the bedside.

When Robb looked at her, a series of past memories suddenly flashed through his mind.

Zoe Benson, his girlfriend at school, wanted to taste the forbidden fruit for the first time, so they met at home and he helped usher in the door.

Unexpectedly, everything was fine when I first entered, but I died within a few seconds...

wrong!

Robb shook his head vigorously as a new memory flooded into his mind.

In another world, he was a carefree college student from China. Once he found a very quaint book at a used bookstall and was about to return to his dormitory to study it. Unexpectedly, when he was crossing the road, a car ran a red light. The speeding car hit him and there was no more in that world.

So you have traveled through time?

Recalling another memory in his mind, Robb discovered that the original body looked exactly like himself.

It's just that this way of death is too weird.

It's just...why does this opening sound so familiar?

Weird way to die, witch, Zoe...

Robb was suddenly startled, and quickly turned his head towards his cheap girlfriend, reaching out to push the messy hair away from her face, and a pure and sweet face of a Western girl came into view.

really!

No wonder it’s so familiar!

Isn't this one of the heroines from Coven?

To put it this way, I have replaced the original unlucky boyfriend who received the lunch box within a few seconds of appearing and became Zoe's current boyfriend.

how so?

Robb was puzzled.

Zoe, who heard the movement, opened her eyes at this moment.

The moment she saw that her boyfriend had woken up, she threw herself into Robb's arms without thinking, and said excitedly: "Thank God! It's great that you're alive, Robb! It really scared me before! It's really... Sorry! I didn't expect that to happen! Everything is my fault..."

Zoe recounted her guilt and joy again incoherently.

Feeling the girl's youthful body entering his arms, Robb came back to his senses and said: "I..."

Before he finished speaking, Robb felt his eyes go dark and his mouth was wrapped in warmth.

This, this, this... is too sudden.

Robb, who experienced the passion of a Western girl for the first time, was a little overwhelmed.

What's even worse is that he has no experience.

In the end, Robb could only passively accept everything.

It wasn't until the monitor next to the bed almost sounded the alarm because of his racing heart that the welcome ceremony from time to time finally came to an end.

Although still a little shocked, Robb convinced himself to accept it all.

After all, there's nothing wrong with being reborn.

Looking at Zoe, who sometimes handed him water to drink and sometimes peeled fruit for himself to eat, obeying her words and looking at him with eyes full of him, Robb, who had just arrived, breathed a sigh of satisfaction.

Who wouldn’t be happy to get a sweet girlfriend as a gift at the beginning?

Well...even though this girlfriend is a black widow.

Not the sexy widowed lady in black leather clothes in American comics, but the real kind who eats her boyfriend's skin without spitting it out.

but……

It's better than those people who never get a girlfriend until the end of a book.

Chapter 2 Chapter 2 Witch! Witch!

Inside the hospital ward.

Just as Robb was enjoying Zoe's meticulous care, he suddenly sighed:

"What pure love! It reminds me of my youth."

Robb and Zoe were startled and looked in the direction of the sound. Unexpectedly, a woman with long orange hair wearing a shawl dress and long lace gloves appeared on the ward seat. She looked like a noble lady.

"Who are you?" Zoe stood up and asked the strange woman politely.

"Me? I'm the same type as you, Zoe. You can call me Myrtle." The woman named Myrtle took off her sunglasses and introduced herself with a smile.

"Same kind?" Thinking of what her mother said before, Zoe was surprised, "Are you... a witch?"

"Honey, you should ask 'are you a witch too'. Now you are one of us."

Myrtle stood up and walked over. When Zoe was very uncomfortable, she stroked her face as if appreciating a beautiful painting and said,

"After the Council received your mother's letter, I rushed over immediately. Nowadays, there are fewer and fewer girls awakening the Salem bloodline. Every time one is discovered, it is great news for the Council."

"Zoe, are you ready? Head to New Orleans and join the place where you truly belong."

Hearing this, Zoe first glanced at Robb who had been quiet since Myrtle appeared, then faced Myrtle, shook her head and said: "No! I don't want to go to New Orleans, I want to stay here!"

Myrtle's smile faded, and she sighed slightly: "My dear, this is not something you think about. The council has the responsibility to protect the safety of every witch. Although it is not the Middle Ages, the outside world has been persecuting witches. They all exist. Just a few days ago, a girl who awakened the power of a witch like you was treated as a devil by a bunch of fools and burned alive. Zoe, you don’t want to end up like this either. Besides..."

At this point, Myrtle suddenly looked at Robb on the hospital bed and said with surprise on his face: "Not everyone is as lucky as your little boyfriend to crawl back from the underworld. Zoe, you need to learn Take control of your power. Am I right, the boy named Robb?"

"Yes...yeah." Facing the genuine witch's gaze, Robb, who had been volunteering to be the background wall before, said with a forced smile.

He recognized Myrtle the first time he saw her.

After all, her myrtle outfit was too conspicuous.

It was precisely because he recognized the other person's identity that Robb kept quiet and behaved like a handsome man.

With his small arms and legs, he didn't want to get involved in a fight between a bunch of witches with bad brains.

Although he was a little touched by Zoe's unwillingness to go to the witch college for her own sake, he would rather this touch didn't exist.

Especially now that Myrtle was looking at her with curious eyes as if she were dissecting a corpse.

"I know very well the abilities of the Benson family witches. In history, there has never been a case of someone who survived after being injured. I have to say, Robb, you gave me another surprise." Myrtle smiled. Said to Robb.