Kill American Terror, Starting from the Witches’ Coven

"Thank you."

Robb, who had solved a supernatural being so easily for the first time, happily waved his thanks to the dead black witch's head.

Then, he invested 40 containment points into [Spirituality], and after letting it reach the first stage limit of 2.0, he saved the remaining 40 points.

If the physical fitness reaches 2.0, the ability to awaken [Health] is the same.

When Robb's spirituality reached 2.0, he also awakened an ability called [Spiritual Vision].

[Spiritual Sense]: It allows you to detect abnormal phenomena that ordinary people should not detect.

Very suitable for catching ghosts.

With this thought in his mind, Robb opened his spiritual vision and saw that there seemed to be a resentful spirit crying softly inside the walls that were originally covered in flesh and blood.

Sudden!

The resentful spirit raised its head and smiled ferociously at him.

Robb was startled.

In the blink of an eye, when he looked again, he found that the resentful spirit had disappeared, as if it did not exist at all.

"strangeness."

Robb muttered, looked around again, and found nothing, then raised his head and looked up at the sky.

The wall of flesh and blood is only three meters high, and going up is the black and red mist that I have seen before.

Robb had tried to climb up and explore the mist before.

But when he reached the end of the wall, the strong sense of crisis that suddenly emerged in his heart made him give up the idea of ​​going deep into the mist.

He only had one life, and he would not insist on it even though he had been warned.

Now after turning on his spiritual vision, Robb looked again and found something different.

The black and red mist faded away, replaced by rivers of blood and a hellish ghostly aura surrounding it.

Looking deeper, it is the ultimate nothingness.

Occasionally, a dangerous silver-white ripple breaks through the space and appears in the void.

Robb had never seen anything like it.

He closed his spiritual vision, which had consumed a lot of spiritual energy in just a few breaths and his eyes were very tired, and he began to think boldly.

I thought that behind the mist would be the real world, but I didn't expect it to be like this.

As for the maze of flesh and blood at the moment, I can be sure that it is extremely real and is definitely not a hallucination or dream.

After all, the two new pages in the Book of Containment can prove it.

Then he thought that after the strange fog enveloped him, he appeared in this strange place.

It is very likely that the mysterious mist released by Mary should have some specific teleportation function.

So, was he transported to some foreign space?

After already knowing the true existence of the so-called hell, although it does not have the power of reincarnation and judgment, it is indeed a place where evil spirits and ghosts live.

Robb wouldn't be too surprised by this.

However, I have to lament the generosity of the Voodoo Sect. This place is obviously under their control.

Sure enough, a sect that has been passed down for thousands of years has its own particularities.

But what about the Holy See?

The largest religion, why is the Holy Water Cross useless?

To this day, Robb still remembers the scene where the evil spirit Heather slapped the Bible and the cross out of his hands.

Chapter 59 Chapter 59 Voodoo Doll

After understanding the current situation, and with a touch of resentment towards the Holy See, Robb continued to move forward.

I wonder how many voodoo practitioners have come in here.

Not long after, as he passed a corner, Robb met another voodoo witch.

He specifically mentioned the corpse of the black man who had done great service last time and did not work this time.

Compared to the immature young black witch who died tragically under his own knife, the old witch in front of her was undoubtedly much more experienced.

At the first moment, she rolled around like a donkey without any concern for her appearance, and quickly disappeared from Robb's sight without fear of bending her waist.

Robb frowned, threw away the black man's body in his hand, held the dagger in his right hand, and chased after him.

Phew.

Without any warning, a blood hole suddenly appeared on Robb's right arm, and blood spurted out.

In pain, his palm loosened and the dagger fell to the ground.

How is this going?

Robb's expression suddenly changed.

He obviously didn't see any attack, so why was he suddenly injured.

Is that old witch causing trouble?

With this thought in his mind, Robb didn't even bother to pick up his dagger and turned the corner as quickly as possible.

Then, he saw the old witch not far away holding a straw doll in one of her skinny paws, and a silver needle stuck in her right arm.

Seeing Robb's empty hands appearing in front of him, the old witch laughed strangely. With her other hand, she put a bottle of dark green potion that looked very permeable to her mouth and drank it all in one gulp.

After her whole body trembled like an epileptic for a moment, she no longer looked old, and her figure appeared quickly and erratically around her like a ghost.

Being experienced, she gave Robb no chance to lock eyes.

Not only that, she took out another silver needle and stabbed the straw doll's right leg hard.

Phew.

At the same time, a bloody arrow emerged from Robb's right leg.

"Voodoo doll?!"

Robb looked at all this with a slightly changed expression.

How could he not understand the power of this ability when there was a voodoo doll next to him.

But compared to Queenie who wiped her neck whenever she disagreed, this old woman was very nagging, or her ability was limited.

Robb's thigh muscles tensed as thoughts flashed through his mind, and he controlled his injuries instantly, approaching the old witch without slowing down.

After the transformation of the system, his body was not only powerful, but he also controlled every part of his body.

The wounds from the voodoo doll's backlash are serious to ordinary people, but to him, they are not serious in a short period of time.

Seeing that Robb was killing her without slowing down at all, the old witch's expression suddenly changed, and a fierce look flashed in her eyes. She took out the silver needle again and was about to insert it directly into the voodoo doll's head.

An invisible force blocked the silver needle.

The old witch knew that this was the resistance of the subject's own strength.

Not to mention that Queenie’s voodoo doll abilities are too unique.

Normally, when using a voodoo doll to curse someone, unless the disparity between the two parties is huge, the silver needle can be directly inserted into the head and kill the person with one blow.

At other times, most of the attacks are accumulated in other parts, consuming the recipient's strength to a certain extent, and then stabbing the victim's key points.

Unexpectedly, after two needles were inserted, the old witch was still unable to deliver the final blow, so she could only reluctantly point the silver needle at the left leg of the voodoo doll, which was when it was stabbed.

Her eyes suddenly showed a dull look, and the palm holding the silver needle was even more stunned.

Robb's voice then said: "Things can be one, two, but not three!"

The old witch's eyes quickly became clear.

Her expression changed as soon as she realized it.

Boom~

A ball of flame suddenly ignited from the voodoo doll, turning it into ashes in an instant.

The old witch didn't have time to feel distressed and ran away.

But it was too late.

Taking advantage of the delay when the old witch tried to kill her with one blow but couldn't, and could only continue to attack in sequence, Robb finally captured her position without saying a word. He first used mind control to hold the opponent down, and then summoned flames, which would be a great threat to him. of voodoo dolls destroyed.

There was only an old woman on stimulants left, so she was naturally easy to handle.

Click!

There was a sound of broken neck bones.

The old witch was broken by Robb, who caught up later, and turned into a new page in the Book of Containment.

[Containment point +120]

Seeing that there were many more shelters for black men and young witches than before, Robb was in a good mood.

Leave aside everything else.

In a short period of time, he killed three wizards and gained a month's time and more than 200 containment points. It was definitely a blessing for him.

How could he meet so many lonely wizards under normal circumstances.

What's more, Voodoo wizards prefer to hide in dark corners and use poisonous snakes, roosters, ropes, statues, etc. in conjunction with weird dances and chants to curse and eliminate their enemies. Instead of going shirtless like now.

Who let their leader, Mary, the Voodoo Queen, cause all this?

Speaking of which, Robb wanted to thank the other party.

In this complex and narrow maze environment, sometimes spells are not as useful as a knife.

"Next, let's seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and become a wizard hunter!"

Robb's eyes were full of fierceness.

He looked at the Book of Containment, and after finding that there was no ability that could have an immediate effect on him, he devoted all his containment points to [Physique] and [Spirituality].

The lion still needs all his strength to fight the rabbit.

In this maze environment, killing enemies at close quarters faster is undoubtedly the best choice.

【Physique: 2.0】→【Physique: 2.6】

【Spirituality: 2.0】→【Spirituality: 2.2】

After the attribute value reaches 2.0, 20 containment points will be consumed for every 0.1 increase.

Counting the ones saved before, there were a total of 160 containment points, and Robb allocated most of them to Physique.

Feeling the birth of new powers in his increasingly perfect body as the system added more points, Robb clenched his fists in excitement.

Not only that, the wounds from the voodoo curse he had just received also began to heal in the current physical evolution, and soon no longer affected his actions.

"I didn't expect that adding physical strength points would also have a healing effect."

Robb did not gain abilities such as regeneration or rapid healing.

Although his own recovery speed is better than that of ordinary people, it is by no means that fast.

It's obviously due to some extra credit.

"It seems that we need to reserve some containment points in the future. If we are injured, we can recover faster."

With this thought in his mind, Robb looked at the two corpses on the ground.

One was that of an old witch, and the other was that of a black man.

After learning the lesson of quick response from the old witch, Robb, who knew that the presence of the black man would affect his preemptive strike, had no interest in carrying another corpse.

However, you still have to consider the convenience of traveling through flesh walls and slowing down the attacks of the black arm.

Robb thought for a while, went back and picked up the short knife and beheaded the black man beside him.

I don’t know when I became so calm.