Kill through American horror, starting from the witches' coven

Before returning to Los Angeles, Robb had already known the specific location of the California Redemption Society's supernatural base, and after some exploration, he located its location in the mirror world.

The reason for holding the strongest physical night party on the surface this time was not only because of the hospitality, but also for cover.

Although Robb is not afraid of the Redemption Society now, he will not alert the enemy if he can.

Especially when there are still many supernatural bases.

At this moment, when the outside world thinks that Robb is busy.

Robb has been shuttling in the mirror world, heading towards the destination at a very fast speed.

Like last time, although the supernatural base has very strict security protection, it still did not notice the special nature of the mirror shuttle.

Robb easily sneaked into this supernatural base. Judging from the current location, it seems to be a bedroom of a high-level person.

Click.

The bedroom door happened to open at this time.

The laughter of men and women came from outside the door.

Robb looked calmly.

Just in time, the target arrived.

The organizational structure and security measures of the Redemption Society's supernatural bases distributed around the world are similar.

In order to save worry, Robb did not force his way in, but controlled the top management of the base as he did the first time and entered the core control room of the base.

After successfully controlling the people inside, Robb did not kill them all.

In view of their previous work together, he directly activated the emergency personnel evacuation procedure of the base, and summoned some supernatural beings from the supernatural book to drive away the people from the base.

As for himself, he came to the hall where the supernatural beings were detained.

Under his instructions, the prisons holding supernatural beings were completely opened with "ding dong" and "ding dong".

In an instant, demons danced wildly.

Countless strange supernatural beings rushed out with a roar, bloodthirsty and crazy, pointing directly at the only Robb present.

"It's a good dessert."

Robb looked around, smiled slightly, and stretched out his palm.

Boom!!!

When the frightened members of the Redemption Society base fled the base according to the evacuation guide, they had not even taken a few breaths.

A violent roar sounded from behind them.

The earth shook and the surface collapsed.

They were extremely pale and knew that the supernatural base was completely destroyed.

"What happened?" someone asked in confusion.

No one could answer.

The base management with the highest authority had been buried underground.

The survivors were completely at a loss.

Suddenly, someone trembled and said, "Let's... retreat further. If the supernatural escapes..."

Before the words were finished, everyone's color changed immediately.

The collapse of the base could crush everyone inside, but it might not kill the supernatural.

The members of the Redemption Society, who were all experts, turned around and ran away, fearing that the supernatural would come out from the ground and cause trouble for them.

Of course, they did not forget to report this serious accident to the Redemption Society.

On the other side.

Robb, who easily killed all the spirits in the spirit base and obtained tens of thousands of shelter points, detonated the base, destroyed the bodies, and left leisurely.

This is just the beginning.

With his current strength, if he wants to improve, tens of thousands of shelter points are just a drop in the bucket, and he has to keep working hard.

Using the mirror world to return to his mansion, Robb was about to squeeze into the wine pool and meat forest, and when he was about to fall asleep as if nothing had happened, a pair of seductive honey legs entangled him.

Robb looked very familiar.

He had a deep memory of the calf that murdered countless people's eyes at the beginning of Transformers 3.

As expected.

Robb looked at the owner of the honey legs, Rosie Huntington-Whiteley, who had just woken up, came over greedily.

Robb knew what he should do.

Tonight, many people will not sleep.

Just as Robb fed the greedy cats who woke up one after another because of the loud noise.

Rupert, who had made great contributions in the Battle of Eden and greatly increased his prestige, was rumored to be a member of the Supreme Council. He was in high spirits, but a phone call completely broke his good mood.

"What? The 22nd supernatural base was destroyed?"

Rupert looked unbelievable.

After confirming again and again, his face became extremely gloomy.

Another supernatural base accident?

What on earth is going on?

Thinking of the first supernatural base self-destruction, he investigated many times but could not find any clues. He could only conclude that the base itself had an accident, and Rupert frowned.

Since the accident at the supernatural base in Minnesota, he specifically instructed each supernatural base to conduct a thorough self-inspection, and distributed funds to maintain and upgrade the security measures of the major supernatural bases, and even added new personnel.

It shouldn't have happened.

Is there an invasion by external forces?

Many of the survivors did mention strangers this time.A spirit appeared in the base.

Normal spirits would not go there.

Could it be the remnants of the radicals who can control spirits?

Rupert frowned and quickly notified the nearest Redemption Society to go to support and investigate.

Afterwards, he thought of something and contacted the intelligence department responsible for monitoring Robb to inquire about Robb's current situation.

In response, the intelligence department said in a very complicated tone: "He is in the mansion he just bought. The screams can be heard from a long distance. God! It's been a whole night! Is he Superman???"

Rupert: "......"

He hung up the phone silently.

"So, it's not Robb?"

.......

The Redemption Society's greatest power in California is undoubtedly in Los Angeles.

As the president of the Los Angeles branch, Raphael, who came from the traditional school, often just stamps his seal, but when big things come, he still has to follow up.

Just like now, after learning that an accident occurred in the supernatural base in California, Raphael led the elite troops in Los Angeles to the scene immediately after receiving instructions from above.

They were prepared to deal with the escaped supernaturals.

It was just beyond their expectations.

Like the last supernatural base accident, the supernaturals did not appear at all.

Were they all killed or did they just escape?

Raphael, who noticed this situation, and Rupert, who was far away in New York, were both worried.

After digging through the obstacles and entering the supernatural base that had turned into ruins, Raphael signaled his men to investigate separately, and he suddenly saw something familiar.

Looking around, seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Raphael walked to a collapsed corner, squatted down, and rubbed his fingers on a black spot on the ground.

It was still a little sticky.

Raphael smelled his fingers.

Familiar stench.

It was the tears of a crying woman that he was very familiar with.

This thing... How could it be here?