Kill American Terror, Starting from the Witches’ Coven

Mrs. Brown's family was rich.

This is already known from her dressing jewelry and temperament.

However, when he saw the mansion in front of him that covered four or five thousand feet of the main building alone, not including the larger courtyard, Robb could not help but marvel.

It's even better than Heather's inherited house.

In particular, the location is still an excellent location in New Orleans.

"Desperate rich people." Penelope whispered.

"Don't worry, it won't be long before all this will happen." Robb is confident.

After that, he looked at the person who greeted him.

A rich man like Mrs. Brown would naturally not go to muddy waters herself, knowing that there was danger.

They were greeted by an old housekeeper dressed in a black suit that was exceptionally flat.

After the two sides met, Robb didn't waste much time and asked, "Have the people in the house been evacuated?"

"As you requested, Mr. Robb, all the servants are now on vacation, and I am the only one left here." The old butler said calmly.

"That's good." Robb nodded, "Butler, you just wait outside, and the assistant and I can go in and deal with it."

The old butler nodded silently.

Although he didn't quite believe the two people in front of him.

With his experience, he has really seen too many people who actually pretend to be ghosts who want money.

But since the owner of the house has ordered so, he will not overstep the line and do his job with peace of mind.

Squeak~~

The huge door was pushed open.

The interior was brightly lit, and Robb could see everything.

"Is there really a ghost in this?" Penelope, who was next to Robb, looked around curiously and nervously.

"A terrifying black shadow flashes before his eyes from time to time; the horror of being stared at inexplicably; Automatic removal of items in the house; and the phenomenon of sleepwalking that Mrs. Brown had never had during this time. It does sound like a haunted phenomenon.

Robb casually scanned the surroundings and said lightly, "Of course, there are two more situations. "

What's the situation?" Penelope immediately asked.

"One is that Mrs. Brown has mental problems, hallucinations and auditory hallucinations, and she is even more suspicious. This is how the vast majority of haunted events in the world occur.

"And one more?"

"In addition to ghosts, there is another word... That is, the devil has invaded" "

Demon??? Does this thing really exist?

Penelope's face was instantly startled.

Robb glanced at her and smiled, "That's what I said." Hell has it, why don't demons have it?

Penelope was silent, and then suddenly his eyes lit up: "So is there heaven?"

Hearing this, Robb, who suddenly thought of the Bible, holy water, and the cross, pouted and said, "I don't know."

"Even if there were, you and I would definitely not be able to go to heaven."

Thinking about what he had done in the past, Penelope had to admit that Robb had a point.

Without further talking, Robb, who was serious about business, opened his spiritual vision.

Unlike other real psychic wizards who detect the presence of ghosts and perform complex spells or rituals, his ability to see in the blink of an eye is undoubtedly much more convenient.

And in the case of much stronger strength now, the problem of large consumption of opening spiritual vision in the past is no longer a problem.

A little silver glow flickered in Robb's pupils.

Under the bizarre perspective, Robb quickly looked at every corner of the house.

It didn't take long for him to actually spot the problem.

"I didn't expect Mrs. Brown to have mental illness." Robb said a little surprised.

"What do you mean?" Penelope hadn't reacted yet.

"It means that your luck is very good, and the small probability of a hundred false events really let you run into it."

Robb said, kicking open the door in front of him.

The room is much more simple than other places, because it is a maid's room.

The first time Robb entered, his eyes were fixed on a palm-height pitch-black statue on the desk.

He became a little solemn and said, "Penelope, congratulations on winning the jackpot again." Soon you're about to see real demons jumping alive.

"Me too." At the same time, he said this to himself in his heart.

"Wait! Robb, you're not kidding! Penelope was startled.

The name of the person, the shadow of the tree.

She just wanted to meet the ghosts, but she never thought of facing the legendary demons.

She was worried that Robb would not be able to withstand it.

"Don't worry, it is difficult for the demon body to enter the real world." Robb comforted, "Especially since this guy in front of him hasn't even completed possession, the strength that can be put into here is pitiful." Watch me clean him up minute by minute.

Robb wasn't lying.

For demons, witches who master Genshin out of the way and can take a day trip to hell know a lot about it.

Demons are indeed powerful, but they are far from being completely unbeatable as people think.

For beings like them, it is almost impossible for the subject to step into the real world.

The only thing that can be done is to put a small part of the power into reality and possess it in humans, so as to stir up trouble.

This is very incomprehensible to ordinary people.

But for an existence like Robb, it's just a matter of trouble.

The Brown family has not even completed the possession ceremony, and the power that can be invested is pitiful, and Robb naturally has nothing to worry about.

He stopped talking nonsense and immediately started drying.

Boom~~

A blazing flame instantly wrapped the pitch-black statue, wanting to melt it clean.

"This thing is a demon?" Penelope, who was looking in his eyes, immediately asked.

"No, it's just a medium." Robb replied.

"It's coming!"

Accompanied by Robb's words.

In the blink of an eye, under Penelope's scalp-tingling gaze, it was close to the wall of the humanoid statue.

Under the light of the automatic light, a humanoid black shadow with horns on his head grew larger and larger, and a pair of wings spread out from behind, covering almost the entire wall.

The smell of sulfur instantly filled the room, and a voice full of evil, blasphemy, and irritability sounded at this moment:

"I smell the smell of a wizard with great disgust. Who is it! Dare to spoil me?

Robb pulled Penelopra, who had softened with some fright, behind him, and without changing his face, he said to the dark shadow behind the statue whose flames had been extinguished:

"Shouldn't you introduce yourself before asking others?"

"Bold wizard!" The demon said angrily.

A demon's biggest hit is its real name, and if it is known to outsiders, it will be finished.

Robb is undoubtedly adding fuel to the fire by saying this.

"Wizard, you are looking for death!"

With the roar of the demon, the entire room instantly trembled violently.

"Bluff!"

Robb snorted coldly and said disdainfully.