Kill American Terror, Starting from the Witches’ Coven

"It's time to kill them!"

Knowing that there would be no good outcome if he continued to flee in this wilderness without any supplies, Robb stopped and prepared to defeat the cultists one by one while they were scattered.

"It's long overdue!"

Madison smiled cruelly, turned around, and flicked his finger at the nearest cultist who was shouting excitedly.

moment!

While the cultist looked confused and frightened, he flew towards her quickly and uncontrollably.

"Devil...Devil!"

Looking at the stunningly beautiful Madison in front of him, the previously fanatical cultist said with a pale face and a trembling voice.

"It's funny how cultists accuse others of being devils."

Madison waved her hand.

Click!

The man in front of him turned his neck 360 degrees and died.

"Can you use a gun?"

Madison calmly took out the shotgun from the corpse and handed it to Zoe.

"certainly."

Zoe glanced at the man who died in a miserable state, and then skillfully fiddled with the shotgun.

Although she looks weak and weak on the outside, she is also capable of playing human body puzzles in the morgue.

Kill or be killed, it is a matter of no hesitation.

Robb and the young witches began to fight back.

Faced with the harassment of bullets, telekinesis, flames and mind control, the fastest running cultists were easily killed without even saying a word.

Before the people behind them could react, Robb and the other three had already rushed over, and when the former innocently showed that the fish actually took the bait, they quickly submerged it.

It didn't take long before someone finally slipped through the net and shouted in horror: "Witches! They are witches with devilish power!"

"My guess is quite right."

Madison looked at the speaker.

The latter's expression changed, and he hurriedly dropped the shotgun, holding his neck that suddenly moved with both hands to prevent it from twisting back.

But it's no use.

There was a click.

After one breath, his neck bones were broken and he was too dead to die.

"But there's one thing I'm wrong about. A witch is a witch, but there's nothing devilish about her."

"Now, let you feel the wrath of the witch, you trash!"

The constant killings made Madison's heart, which was originally suppressed by social rules and regulations, become violent and crazy.

I saw her eyes sweeping ahead.

moment!

The blazing flames turned into a long fire dragon that burned turbulently in front and spread rapidly.

That's not all.

Zoe on the side seemed to be stimulated and inspired by Madison.

As soon as her eyes moved, the same flame was summoned by her.

Under the joint spell cast by the two witches, screams came from the mouths of the cultists who were unable to dodge.

"Ah~ah~ah~"

Their whole bodies were ignited and turned into a ball of torches. No matter how they struggled wildly, it was all in vain, and finally they turned into balls of charcoal and fell to the ground.

Staying further away, the other cultists who were lucky enough to escape this disaster looked at the sea of ​​​​fire in front of them with great fear, as well as their companions who were wailing in pain in the sea of ​​​​fire.

Old John, who once explained the legend of the Crocodile Man to Zoe at the gas station, looked at the flames soaring into the sky and said in shock: "God! What kind of enemy have we provoked?"

It was like a bucket of cold water being poured down.

No one expected that they would meet the legendary witch this time.

And it’s so strong!

Although there are still many people, they are already frightened. They can no longer live up to their previous passion and have the idea of ​​​​escape.

Roar! ! !

Suddenly, a deafening roar sounded.

The expressions of the cultists suddenly changed, and their movements to retreat suddenly stopped.

"God is angry! God is rebuking us for being cowardly!"

Jonah, the gas station owner and leader of this cult group, hurriedly rebuked,

"Where is your loyalty to God! Do you want to disobey God's will?"

Everyone shook their heads in panic.

Jonah shouted loudly: "Don't retreat! Raise the guns in your hands. For God! For our bright future! Take down those witches, and they will make the best sacrifices."

"Blood is blood!"

"Blood is blood!!!"

Years of faith finally overcame fear.

While praying loudly, the remaining cultists with faces full of determination launched another attack under the leadership of Jonah.

At the same time, the crocodile man who issued orders to the believers also started to move.

Chapter 40 Chapter 40 Confrontation

The crocodile man originally wanted to wait for his followers to take down the sacrifices in one fell swoop, and then come out to finish the work.

Unexpectedly, the group of people who had high hopes from it almost collapsed first.

There was no other way. After stabilizing the situation, it had to take action to prevent the sacrifice from escaping.

After he mutated into a crocodile man, as time went by, the man named Grimmli Botting's reason quickly dissipated, replaced by an endless desire for flesh and blood and reproduction.

Flesh and blood is the crocodile's own desire; reproduction is its last remaining human desire.

The pain of the death of an unborn child and the desire to pass on the bloodline made it eager to give birth to its own offspring even after transforming into a crocodile man.

However, none of the female sacrifices captured in the past could successfully conceive their own offspring.

But this time is different!

This time the female sacrifice possesses a mysterious power that scares but fascinates her.

This power contained in their bodies would definitely allow them to shoulder the responsibility of reproduction and even make their offspring stronger.

Therefore, you must not let him leave!

The crocodile man took action.

In the dense forest, its movements were not affected at all. It flew around the back of the witches' sight at extremely fast speeds. It kicked off its thick, scaly legs and pounced on the unsuspecting witches as fast as lightning.

A black shadow rushed from the slope and knocked it to the ground.

"I've been waiting for you!"

With his body pressed against the crocodile man, Robb pulled out the Parlan dagger and slashed at him with the broad and sharp blade.

In the previous counterattack, when Madison and even Zoe were showing off their prowess, Robb, except for occasionally firing a few shots, spent most of the time guarding against the crocodile men hiding in the dark.

Although the young witches are powerful, once the enemy gets close to them, they are just weaklings.

After all, the physical fitness of witches is equivalent to that of ordinary people.

In addition, the long-established witch school teaching is to let them control their own abilities, rather than training them to become killers, dark wizards and the like.

If they really have to face a face-to-face life-and-death battle, instead of being separated by a certain distance and having the release ability of a bunker, their performance is not much better than that of ordinary people.

Uh-huh!

The dagger, which reflected the gleaming light in the moonlight, slashed with a roar.

The crocodile man quickly raised his hands to block.

Click.

The scales shattered, green blood spilled, and the sharp blade sank deeply into the flesh.

"Isn't that what you are doing?" Robb grinned.

As long as the enemy can be destroyed on a physical level, that's no problem.

【Stamina: 1.6】→【Stamina: 1.8】

At this time, Robb, who was naturally not stingy about investing in the containment site, tightly grasped the handle of the knife.

The Paran Knife, which can easily chop down large trees, carries more power and is about to cut off the crocodile man's arm in one fell swoop.

A sharp sound breaking through the air suddenly struck from behind.

Robb frowned and immediately rolled over.

The next second, a thick crocodile tail swept past where he was and flung it on a nearby tree.

In an instant, a loud "bang" was heard, and a big hole opened in the tree.

Trembling and trembling, the tree soon fell to the ground under its weight.

Roar~~

The crocodile man stood up quickly, opened his claw-like fingers, and rushed towards Robb with great rage, carrying the surging wind.

Robb snorted coldly, put on Gnock with his left hand, and fired several shots at the opponent.

By the time the crocodile man had to stop and dodge, Robb, who had put away his gun, had already stepped forward, wielding a heavy dagger, and slashed at the opponent repeatedly.

Although he has never learned any sword skills.

But when it comes to killing people, it's nothing more than quick, accurate and ruthless.

With his physique that is beyond ordinary people, he has done a good job in this aspect.

"Hey! Robb, get out of the way!"

Seeing the fierce fight between Robb and the crocodile man, Madison and Zoe, who were not blind, also turned their attention.

Originally they wanted to help, but they found that one person and one beast were too fast, and they were entangled together, so they couldn't find the right time to take action. That's why Madison called out.

"Is this something that can be tolerated?" Robb took the time to reply.

Believe it or not, as soon as he pulled away, the crocodile man ran away.

I really thought the other party was those stupid cultists from the beginning.

With the initial lesson of mind control, the crocodile man will no longer stand there stupidly. Coupled with the speed that only he can keep up with, it is no longer that simple for the witches to target the opponent's spellcasting ability.

Forget about the crocodile people, the cultists who are still alive now have learned well and are not exposed to the sight of the witches like before, which also makes the witches' achievements less and less.

The gunshots were getting closer.

One ricochet even narrowly missed Robb's feet.

He was startled and said quickly: "You focus on dealing with those cultists. I will deal with this ugly guy."

Madison and Zoe did so.

The enemy Crocodile Man did not want to.

Its ultimate purpose is for the witch who can give it offspring, not Robb.

Realizing that Robb was not that easy to kill, it found the right moment, flicked its tail, and while Robb was avoiding it, it took advantage of the situation to open a distance and run towards the witches.