Kill through American horror, starting from the witches' coven

Clang.

The sword is sheathed.

Robb handed the towel to the sweaty Margaret, and took another one himself, simply wiping his face twice.

In terms of physique alone, although Margaret is not as good as himself, her skills are outstanding.

In addition, most of the people he knows are wizards, so it is Robb's new interest to exercise with Margaret and enjoy the sword dance.

Cheng Min came over gracefully at this time and told him what happened just now.

Robb was a little surprised: "Zhang Manyue is looking for me?"

He nodded and motioned Cheng Min to bring the other party in.

When Robb, who had changed into a clean suit, came to the hall, Zhang Manyue had already arrived.

She was not empty-handed, and there was a man lying unconscious at her feet.

"What's the situation?"

Robb took the red wine glass that Cheng Min had already poured, looked at the man on the ground curiously, and asked without being polite.

Zhang Manyue glanced at Cheng Min, who was standing beside Robb attentively.

I had never seen this person before, but I always felt that he looked familiar.

Forget it.

Retracting her observation of her hometown people (although Cheng Min was not a South Korean in the true sense), in response to Robb's question, Zhang Manyue kicked the man's body with her toes without any courtesy, and said with an unhappy face:

"When I was shopping, a vampire appeared from nowhere and wanted to suck my blood with a disgusting look. My good mood was gone in an instant. Robb, New Orleans is your territory after all, so you should pay more attention to it."

"I seem to have heard this sentence somewhere." Robb smiled and said as he did last time, "New Orleans is a vibrant city, and vampire culture is also one of its characteristics."

"However, the appearance of a real vampire is unexpected."

After Robb and the witches working in the office have been working hard, the supernatural in the city of New Orleans right under their noses has become pitiful.

This time, a vampire actually appeared, which was indeed unexpected.

After all, there are not as many of these legendary creatures as in movies and TV shows.

Robb remembered that the last time he saw a vampire, it was also the first time he saw a vampire, and it was a guy named Malloy who was attracted by Delphi.

By the way, mentioning Delphi.

Robb glanced at Zhang Manyue and understood why the vampire had the bad luck to target her.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Manyue asked very sharply.

Robb shook his head quickly: "Nothing."

With the last lesson, this topic cannot be discussed further.

Robb turned and asked: "Why did you bring the vampire? Can't you just kill it directly?"

He didn't think Zhang Manyue was a soft-hearted person.

Zhang Manyue curled her lips and continued to poke Lestat with her toes, saying: "When this guy was beaten and begged for mercy, he said that he had a past with the Salem witch. I brought him here to show you if it's true."

Having a past with the Salem witch?

When did witches and vampires have a connection?

Robb was about to reject it when he suddenly thought of what Cordelia had said to him in the past.

After the last Malloy incident, Cordelia said that more than a hundred years ago, the witch elders had signed a non-aggression agreement with their neighbor vampires.

Robb remembered that there was an elder behind Malloy, could it be the guy on the ground?

Robb woke up the vampire.

The next second, a sound of pain came out of Lestat's mouth subconsciously.

He opened his eyes and saw Zhang Manyue, who was close at hand and looked down at him, and his heart trembled instantly.

Everything that happened before was completely beyond his imagination.

He thought he was welcoming a fresh and delicious lamb, but he met an extremely manic Tyrannosaurus Rex.

As a vampire with noble blood and a long life, Lestat believed that he was already a very powerful existence in the supernatural circle.

As a result, he was constantly at a disadvantage in the fight with Zhang Manyue, and even lost his hand and was captured in the end.

He never expected that the target he chose would be so powerful.

Lestat could only blame his bad luck. As a special being who had lived much longer than him, he was given freedom by Robb. The Moon Spirit Tree that had bound him in the past was completely marked by himself. After he could use it as if it were his arm, Zhang Manyue's strength had reached a new level. If he were to commit a crime, according to the standards of South Korea, he would definitely be an unprecedented evil ghost.

Thousands of years of accumulation, rich combat experience, and the peculiarities of the Moon Spirit Tree, all these combined together were no joke.

In New Orleans, except for Robb and Cordelia who could suppress Zhang Manyue, others, even Zoe, were no match for Zhang Manyue.

Although Lestat was strong, he still hit a wall.

He himself clearly realized this, so after waking up, he did not say a word and directly exerted the speed of a vampire and rushed toEscape.

Whoosh!

As the only ordinary person present, Clara felt a flash in front of her eyes, as if countless afterimages passed through her vision.

However, after a blink of an eye.

When Cheng Min looked again, he found that his eyes had returned to normal.

Except that Lestat, who had just been lying on the ground, suddenly fell to his knees.

"How...how...would it be like this?"

In an instant, he felt like he was carrying a heavy mountain on his back. His body paused, and his knees suddenly knelt on the ground. Lestat, who was motionless, was very frightened.

His bloodshot eyes slowly moved to the left hand.

There, Robb was holding a glass full of bright red wine in one hand, tasting it calmly.

"It's him!"

Lestat found the person who made him kneel down in a moment of understatement.

His handsome and pale face was full of disbelief.

How could there be such a terrifying person?

Where on earth is this place?

Who is that man?

Lestat had too many confusions in his heart.

At this time, Robb, who drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, handed the empty glass to Cheng Min, looked at Lestat with a pair of eyes brighter than the stars, and asked lightly:

"You said you have a past with the witches of Salem?"

"I..." Under Robb's gaze, Lestat, who felt very uncomfortable, didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Forget it, I'll do it myself."

Robb shook his head, and without waiting for Lestat to say anything, he completely controlled him.

Soon, Lestat, with a dull face, spit out all the information.

He did have a past with the witches of Salem.

But it was not the kind of past that he imagined.

It was just that he had been neighbors with the witches for more than a hundred years, and they almost fought in the middle, and finally they took a step back and signed a peace treaty.

Yes.

He was the vampire who signed a contract with the witch predecessors.

He was also one of the first pioneers to come to the New World and settle in New Orleans.

To be honest, Lestat had no relationship with the Salem witches. The reason why he told Zhang Manyue was just to try to save his life in a hurry.