Kill American Terror, Starting from the Witches’ Coven

It doesn't belong to Robb, and it doesn't belong to the tree.

But from the person who was originally stabbed by the steel pipe.

Robb turned his head and looked in the other direction.

There, Leatherface, who he had originally judged to be dead, stood up again.

Under the moonlight, you can see that the deep wound on his chest has been quickly repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"What the hell is this?"

Did the murderer turn from reality to supernatural?

Robb's face was filled with surprise.

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the other side.

As the battle at the manor continues, Heather and Nicki run down the road, breathless.

There was no transportation, and there were no cars on the road at night. They were still afraid of the perverted murderer and could only run with their legs.

However, physical strength is limited after all.

After a while, Heather, whose chest was too heavy, had to stop.

Nikki also stopped, hands on her hips, breathing heavily.

She had better stamina, but she had spent too much in the previous battle with Robb and was now exhausted.

After taking a breath, Heather quickly looked back and saw that the terrifying figure of Leatherface had never appeared, and the intrusive sound of the chainsaw was no longer heard. She breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"That perverted murderer didn't come after me."

"Robb successfully stopped him?" Nicky said in surprise.

"I don't know. Let's rest for a few minutes and then go to the town to call the police." Heather shook her head and took the time to regain her strength.

When she heard "call the police," Nicki immediately thought of her cell phone.

However, she looked left and right, but the phone was gone.

I don’t know if I forgot to bring it when I set out, or if I dropped it while running away in a panic.

Nicky cursed silently.

She was in a bad mood and couldn't help but said: "Where did that damn perverted murderer come from?"

Heather shook her head.

Although she found the pervert in the basement, it is possible that the other party sneaked in from the outside.

Suddenly, Nicki's expression changed.

She thought of the newspaper she had seen at Robb's house.

Killer...chainsaw...Sawyer family...

Isn't this consistent with the perverted murderer holding a chainsaw that I just saw?

"Heather, is that pervert with the chainsaw a relative of yours?" Nicky suddenly thought.

Heather looked confused.

Seeing this, Nicki informed the other party of the information she got in the newspaper as quickly as possible.

Heather was beyond surprised.

Why didn't I expect that my family would have such a bizarre experience?

Is the murderer who suddenly appeared with the iconic chainsaw really related to his grandmother and his family?

"That's right! That letter!"

Heather suddenly thought of a letter that Lawyer Farnsworth handed her before leaving.

That was a message from my grandmother to herself.

Although Farnsworth repeatedly told him to read the letter as soon as possible.

But Heather, who had forgotten about playing for a while, didn't look at it.

Maybe that letter can tell me the answer.

Heather, who was thankful that the letter had been kept in her pocket, quickly took it out, tore it open and looked at it.

Chapter 117 Chapter 117 Hell Erosion

"My dearest granddaughter, this house and everything is yours now. But you know, these possessions carry burdens."

Looking through the first line of the letter, Heather pursed her lips when she saw this paragraph, and then looked down.

"Your real name is Edith Rose Sawyer."

"Farnsworth will give you a set of keys to the house. The big key opens the reinforced door to the cellar. When you open it you will find an iron door. Locked inside is your cousin, Jedi. Da Sawyer, he is your only blood relative."

"His blood relationship with you and his loyalty will protect you. This is the promise I made with him during my lifetime. All you have to do is repay him a little care."

"Edith, you are the last root of the Sawyer family. My blood flows in your body. You make your own decision whether to stay or not."

"But remember, you're a Sawyer. This is your home."

At the end, Heather's fingers holding the letter were very strong and she didn't say anything for a long time.

"How is it? Did you find anything?" On the side, Nicky asked anxiously, "If not, we will leave quickly. Robb is still in danger. We must go to the town and call the police as soon as possible."

With that said, Nicky grabbed Heather's arm and couldn't wait to lead the other person forward.

However, as soon as she exerted her strength, a hand held her down hard.

Heather took a deep breath, looked at her best friend with a strange change on her face and said:

"No! There is no need to call the police. I have a way to deal with the person who killed...in terms of blood relationship, he is indeed my cousin."

"Don't worry! There will be no danger. According to what my grandmother left, my cousin will listen to me. For Robb's safety, let's go back now!"

"But..." Nicki didn't believe it.

In her opinion, the crazy guy holding a chainsaw didn't look like an obedient person, especially after he had been chasing Heather for so long.

"I didn't identify myself at that time. As long as he knows that I am his cousin, he will listen to me." Heather explained with confidence.

Seeing this, Nicki could only choose to believe it.

However, she was more serious and said: "Well, Heather, go back and persuade your...cousin. I will go to the town to call the police. Double insurance, safer."

"No! We can't separate!" Heather snapped, grabbing Nicky's hand harder and harder unknowingly.

Nicki said in pain: "Heather, let go! You're hurting me!"

Only then did Heather react. After quickly letting go, she stopped in front of Nicky and said seriously: "It's too late! Trust me, Nicky. What I said is the best way. There is no need to do anything else." Useless effort.”

At this moment, Heather's blue eyes stared at Nicky.

For some reason, Nicki felt a sense of strangeness and horror when looking at her best friend whom she had known for many years. She even did not dare to refute, so she could only agree to the other party's wishes.

Heather breathed a sigh of relief.

She didn't want her cousin to be discovered, especially by the police.

If this happens, his only real relative in the world will cease to exist.

No matter what her cousin had done, these four words "blood is thicker than water" are extremely important to her now.

"Without further ado, let's get going."

After saying that, Heather pulled Nicky back quickly.

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Buzz buzz~~ buzz buzz~~~

In the manor, before Robb could find out the cause and was resurrected with full health, Leatherface, who looked even more dangerous, rushed towards him with a chainsaw, much faster than before.

Robb turned sideways.

The huge chainsaw passed by and landed on the big tree behind without any obstruction. The extremely thick trunk was immediately split into two with a sharp friction sound.

Leatherface pulled horizontally and used the sharp chainsaw to attack Robb again.

Robb backed away quickly with a slight frown.

Without a handy weapon, he would not be stupid enough to fight the chainsaw with his flesh and blood.

Especially when Leatherface's current explosive speed and power are not inferior to his own.

This was the first time he encountered an opponent whose physique was not weaker than his own, and could even be said to be superior.

In this case...

Robb distanced himself from Leatherface, his pupils shrank, and the raging flames burned on Leatherface.

In an instant, a huge human-shaped torch was seen illuminating the courtyard.

However, even so, Leatherface remained silent.

Under the severe pain, he just kept silent and stimulated more strength, like a tyrannosaurus, chasing Robb relentlessly.

Seeing that the fire that had always been effective seemed to have no effect on the face of human skin that could be reborn with flesh and blood and could quickly recover, Robb had no head iron.

He aimed the chainsaw in Leatherface's hand, and flames quickly burned on it.

Under the fire, the internal machinery of the chainsaw should be damaged.

As a result, except for a few weird screams, the chainsaw was still intact.

"Is this... being eroded by the breath of hell?"

Sensing something was wrong, Robb immediately opened his spiritual vision and discovered the truth about the chainsaw.

From a spiritual perspective, scarlet blood appeared on the surface of the originally ordinary chainsaw, and frightened faces loomed inside.

These are the remnants of the resentment of innocent people who died under the chainsaw.

It was nothing.

As a result, after being corroded by the breath of hell, it developed extraordinary characteristics.

Yes, hell.

Not just chainsaws.

Robb looked at Leatherface.

On the opponent's body, in addition to exuding a spiritual luster, there is also the slightest breath of hell.

Robb remembered this aura when Madison cast an exorcism spell on the evil spirit Heather and finally revealed the passage to hell.

No wonder Leatherface can regenerate flesh and blood. In a sense, he is no longer a normal person after being assimilated by hell.

I don’t know when this guy caught the eye of hell.

After learning the truth about Leatherface, Robb didn't panic.

He dodged and distanced himself from Leatherface, and then he calmly took out a little doll from his pocket.

"Any power has its limits. The Supreme Witch is like this, the devil is like this, and you are even more like this. Unless you tell me that you are hell itself."

With that said, Robb grabbed the little man who was essentially a voodoo doll with one hand.

Having already mastered the information about Leatherface, he stretched out his hand and stroked the villain's right leg.

moment!

A deep wound appeared on Leatherface's right leg.

He didn't expect this to happen at all, and he knelt on the ground with a thud.

Although the wound healed quickly, it ultimately interrupted his rhythm and delayed time, allowing Robb to continue casting the curse freely.

Humanoid voodoo doll, one of Robb's new abilities.

In addition to acting as a substitute, he can also cast curses.