Kill through American horror, starting from the witches' coven

After finishing his own business, Robb looked at the black body again.

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

As the home court, these people must have some convenience.

Robb didn't know whether the black man found him with accurate information or just bumped into him blindly.

But he was sure that when the black man appeared here, he was not attacked by the flesh and blood wall.

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

The latter did not react at all, but instead had a special liking for him who was further behind.

"Some kind of identification?"

Robb swung his knife to cut off the black claws that had grabbed him, and was about to put down the black body.

Suddenly, the flesh and blood wall in front of him shook violently.

Under Robb's surprised gaze, he saw a passage cracked in the middle of the flesh and blood wall in front of him.

It was not the kind that eats people, but a passage that leads directly to the space behind this wall.

"What is this? The authority of the maze administrator?"

Robb's brows were full of joy.

With the black body, he didn't have to run around in the maze like a headless fly.

He could even walk all the way to the end and leave the maze.

Uh... Mary seemed to be outside the maze, so it would be better for him not to go out for the time being.

Robb looked around and found the space where the black body was, and the reality that the flesh and blood walls were no longer pressing inward.

So, without the previous worries, he decided to find Zoe, Madison and others first.

I don't know how they are.

I hope they are okay.

...

At the same time.

Somewhere in the maze, more than a dozen walls away from Robb.

A raging fire was burning all around.

Zoe held a shotgun and sat in the center to rest tiredly.

She didn't meet anyone from the voodoo cult, but the black arms that kept stretching out at any time and place consumed a lot of her energy.

Without Robb's physique, she could only temporarily stop looking for Robb and others, and use the power of fire to recover her strength as soon as possible.

On the other side.

A fierce battle was going on in a corner of the maze.

Thoughts, flames, mind control.

Madison used them one by one arrogantly, and soon killed a voodoo witch she met.

"Hmph! Overestimate your ability!"

Madison, who had rich combat experience, glanced at the witch's body lying on the ground with disdain.

Then...

Then she raised her head, stepped over her defeated body without even checking the body of her subordinate, and continued to move forward along the original route.

Robb would definitely be speechless if he was here.

Unlike Zoe and Madison's barely good situation.

Queenie, who was unwilling to kill, met a powerful witch in voodoo and was captured at this time.

"If the voodoo queen hadn't told me to spare your life, I would have killed you, the traitor."

The black witch with blood-red curse marks on her face spat coldly at Queenie.

Queenie trembled, wanting to speak but not knowing what to say, could only sigh and lower her head.

Among the four young witches, Nan was the weakest in combat.

Although her mind-reading ability could listen to the voices within a certain range, she could avoid the pursuit of voodoo believers in advance.

But the problem was that she also heard extremely high and continuous screams from the flesh and blood wall and the countless arms, which kept lingering in her mind like a tidal wave.

Nan, who felt that she was about to explode, ignored everything else, covered her ears with both hands, and ran towards the direction with the smallest sound in great pain.

Finally, she arrived at the place, but was swallowed by the flesh and blood wall.

Luckily, she was wrapped in flesh and blood and heard much less noisy sounds.

Although the final outcome was to be digested by flesh and blood.

But the place she came to specially was digested slower than other places.

Everything depends on time.

…

In addition to Robb and the four witches, Fiona was also wrapped in the strange fog.

At this time, Fiona was not in the flesh and blood maze, but still standing in front of the ruins she destroyed herself. The thick fog before no longer existed, and Chantal, who stopped her, had fainted.

"Now it's just you and me." Fiona looked at Mary indifferently.

"You don't seem to be worried." Mary looked Fiona up and down, and seeing that she looked calm, she said puzzledly, "The young blood of the Salem witches was thrown into the flesh and blood space by me and is being hunted down. Seeing that this generation is about to break, are you not anxious at all?"

"Oh~~~ I know."

Without waiting for Fiona to answer, Mary immediately thought of something and dragged out the long sound, saying to Fiona with a joking face: "Although I know your selfish nature, I didn't expect you to be so cruel. "

"You are about to die, otherwise you wouldn't come to me to ask the reason for longevity." Mary laughed and said, "I have dealt with many supreme witches and know what your inheritance is like."

"You want to use my hand to help you kill those potential candidates for the supreme witch. You are worthy of you, Fiona!"

Fiona's eyelids sank, and she said coldly: "You think too much. If you have this time, you might as well think about how you will die."

Mary didn't care about it at all: "You want me to die? There is still a short time, why not wait a little longer? After a while, those young witches will be dead."

"By the way, do you want to know the reason for my longevity? Now I can tell you."

In an instant, Fiona's mind trembled violently, and the palm that was about to be stretched out suddenly dropped, and asked with burning eyes: "What is the reason? "

Mary looked at Fiona's lowered arms and smiled.

Fiona knew what she was laughing at.

But compared to immortality, none of this mattered.

As long as she got what she wanted, everything that happened tonight could be covered up and never known to outsiders.

Fiona hid the murderous intent in her eyes and asked again: "What's the reason? The dignified Voodoo Queen wouldn't be a person who doesn't keep her word, right?"

"Of course I'm not you."

Mary snorted and answered straightforwardly, "The reason why I can live forever is because I signed a contract with a great being. He made me immortal, and I..."

"And you what?" Fiona said anxiously.

"You just need to pay a little every year." At this point, Mary's voice was a little low.

Fiona didn't pay attention to these.

Finally seeing the dawn of immortality, she said with a fiery look in her eyes: "Great being? God? Or devil? Forget it, none of these matters, as long as I can live forever. Tell me, His name!!!"

"His name is..."

"Tell me now!"

"It's..."

"Hahaha! Fiona, do you think I will really tell you His name? Let my mortal enemy live forever?" Mary laughed sarcastically.

"No! I will let you see hope but never touch it."

"This is the best revenge for you, an arrogant old woman who is dying and has the blood of many voodoo believers on your hands!"