Kill American Terror, Starting from the Witches’ Coven

Fiona appeared next to Zoe, patted her shoulder and said, “I’ll leave these guys to you.”

Zoe nodded solemnly.

After seriously recalling everything that happened last night, she raised her hands and faced forward. Huge and invisible mana surged out and swept towards the resurrected corpses.

The next second.

Just like last night, even if the resurrected corpses here were more powerful, they all fell down one after another like dumplings without making any sound.

The faces of the voodoo cultists suddenly changed.

Mary looked at Zoe in surprise: “It was you last night!”

"What a powerful magic!" Soon, her eyes turned fierce again, "It is very likely that you will be the next supreme witch. Very good, then let's kill the two generations of supreme witches here."

Mary held up a snakeskin kettle filled with the blood of the previous python. Most of the snake blood flowed into this place silently before, instead of turning into blood shadow.

At this time, as Mary took a deep breath, all the fallen resurrected corpses collapsed and turned into wisps of black energy that merged into the kettle filled with snake blood.

She didn't learn a lesson from last night's failure.

The reason why the resurrected corpses are being released now is because it doesn't matter if they are used or not, they have to be used for themselves anyway.

it's time.

Mary, who had been prepared for a long time, looked at the black and red colors in the pot and drank it in one gulp.

Fiona's expression changed for the first time when she noticed this scene, and she immediately stepped forward to stop it.

However, a burst of magical power that was not inferior to him suddenly struck.

"late."

Mary's sister, Chantal, who will inherit the name of Voodoo Queen, stops Fiona.

Chapter 56 Chapter 56 Maze of Flesh and Blood

"late."

Chantal stops Fiona.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Robb didn't care about anything else, raised his AR15, and fired a series of shots at Mary.

A thick, cracked stone slab rose from the ruins, blocking all the bullets.

After doing all this, Mary glanced coldly at Robb, who was shooting coldly, and without further delay, drank the black and red blood in one gulp.

In an instant, Mary's belly was as swollen as a ten-month pregnancy.

The blood vessels all over her body were squirming like snakes, and her eyes were completely dark and she opened her mouth wide.

Woohoo~~~

Accompanied by the howling of the fierce ghosts and the howling of the wind, a large amount of black and red mist rushed out from Mary's mouth, which seemed to be a bottomless pit.

Before Robb and the others could react, the strange fog covering the sky was like a rolling wave, drowning them all in an instant.

"The identities of hunter and prey have now been reversed," Mary announced with a sneer.

"Go! Kill them!"

"yes!"

The Voodoo cultists who were still alive walked murderously into the thick fog.

…

Everything happened so fast.

When the strange black and red mist swept in, Robb, who had no time to join the others, subconsciously held his breath for fear that the gases would be poisonous.

It didn't take long for a look of astonishment to appear on his face.

In the blink of an eye, the surrounding black and red mist disappeared.

Instead, there is a maze-like place composed of countless towering walls made of flesh and blood.

"What the hell is going on?"

Robb thought he was hallucinating and pinched himself hard subconsciously.

It hurts.

It's not like a hallucination, nor a dream.

He reached out and touched the flesh and blood wall again.

So true, so disgusting.

Robb retracted his palm and was about to explore the way ahead.

The silent wall of flesh and blood suddenly opened dozens of holes, and dozens of black arms quickly stretched out from inside, grabbed him, and dragged him into the wall.

"Shet!"

Robb was caught off guard and fell towards the wall of flesh and blood.

He saw a huge crack tearing open from top to bottom on the wall of flesh and blood amid the rolling waves, just waiting to eat him.

At the critical moment, he quickly drew out his short sword and swiped it with all his strength, cutting off dozens of black arms.

The pulling force weakened, and Rob, who regained his balance, did not dare to be careless. The blade continued to flash, and finally cut off all the arms.

But this is just the beginning.

After the severed arm shrank back into the gap, as the wall of flesh and blood continued to squirm, a new black arm came out with disgusting mucus and flesh and blood residue, which was bound to make Robb, a living person, and Integrate yourself into one.

Click!

Without warning, the AR15 I had just bought hanging on my chest was pulled apart.

Robb didn't have time to feel sorry.

Seeing that the black arm was endless, he did not dare to stay any longer, took a big step back, and ran in the other direction while staying away from the flesh and blood wall.

At this moment, the palace of flesh and blood composed of countless walls seemed to wake up.

No matter where Robb ran, the squirming walls of flesh and blood around him would stretch out arms one after another, grabbing at him.

Robb could only use his pistol and dagger to clear the way, and ran without stopping.

"What the hell is this place? A maze?"

The pistol bullets were quickly exhausted, and Robb, who could only wield the short knife, frowned and said.

He didn't know how Mary did all this.

Judging from the distance he just ran, no matter how many turns he took, he would still be outside the area where Mary's Hair Salon is located in reality.

But the reality is that there is still a seemingly endless tunnel made of flesh and blood in front of us.

What worries him even more is that as time goes by, the walls on both sides are moving closer to the center at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This means that if you don't want to become a sandwich cookie, you must find an exit as soon as possible.

Robb sped up.

Just as he turned a corner, cut off the arm in front of him with a knife, and dodged the arm coming from the side, an obscure voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

For a moment, Robb felt as if he was falling into the water, and every step he took was extremely difficult.

His speed couldn't help but slow down.

Seeing this, the arms on the surrounding walls quickly stretched out in excitement and grabbed him easily.

After just a few breaths, countless pairs of black palms almost covered his entire body.

Seeing that no matter how hard he struggled, Robb was about to be dragged into the wall of flesh and blood.

A black man with bird feathers on his head and red tattoos on his face came out.

Robb's sudden slowdown just now was the result of the slowness curse he cast.

Looking at the desperate prey, he performed a throat-slitting salute and spoke a lot of slang that outsiders couldn't understand in a good mood.

Voodoo and the Salem witches have a bloody feud.

Being able to kill one by himself is definitely a happy thing for him.

Boom~~

An accident happened.

A ball of crimson flame suddenly rose from Robb's right arm.

Compared to bullets and blades, flames clearly scare Black Arms more.

When part of the arm was even more scorched by the flames and collapsed at the touch, and when the remaining arm retracted in fear, Robb released his right hand holding the dagger.

No nonsense.

Silver light flashed rapidly.

With Robb throwing it with all his strength, the dagger flew toward the black man at an extremely fast speed, accompanied by a sharp friction sound in the air.

The black man's face, who was so excited just now, suddenly changed.

He tried to dodge, but the dagger came too quickly.

He could only watch helplessly as it penetrated deeply into his chest.

Blood flew everywhere.

The black man stared at all this blankly, reaching out to grab the short knife on his body, but halfway through, his arm collapsed weakly.

thump.

The lifeless black man fell heavily.

Robb, who had finished cleaning his arms, came over, took back the dagger, looked at the black man's body and said, "Idiot, don't you know that most villains die at the last minute?"

From the moment he felt his speed slow down involuntarily, Robb knew he had encountered a new enemy.

But he didn't notice the other party's whereabouts at that time, and the surrounding flesh and blood wall threatened him, so he deliberately let the black arm catch him.

If the other party never shows up, then the worst he can do is become a burning man and break free.

If the other party appears, just like what happened just now, when they are carried away with their complacency, they will be killed with one blow while they are not prepared.

Now it seems that this guy is quite easy to deceive.

Noticing that a new page had been added to the Book of Containment, Robb, who was still in an urgent situation at the moment, did not take a closer look. After glancing at the fact that black people's abilities did not play a significant role at the moment, Robb directly transferred the 60 containment points he had just harvested without hesitation. Plunge into [spirituality].

The continuous consumption in the past has made his little spiritual energy almost bottom out.

Knowing that the black arms and even the walls of flesh and blood were afraid of flames, he naturally knew what choice to make.

【Spirituality: 1.0】→【Spirituality: 1.6】

Feeling that his body was filled with spirituality, Robb let out a slight breath.

Chapter 57 Chapter 57 The Situation of the Witches

After settling his own affairs, Robb looked at the black man's body again.

After Mary used strange means to drag herself and others into this maze of flesh and blood, these Voodoo disciples were obviously sent by her to deal with herself and others.

Being the home ground, these guys certainly enjoy some convenience.

Robb wasn't sure whether the black man found out he had precise information or was just blindsided.

But he was certain that when black people showed up here, they were not attacked by walls of flesh and blood.

Thinking of this, Robb tried to lift the black body and drag it to the flesh and blood wall aside.

The latter didn't react at all, but continued to have a soft spot for him further back.

"Some kind of identification?"

Robb swung his knife to cut off the black claws he had captured, and was about to put down the black man's body.