Kill American Terror, Starting from the Witches’ Coven

Mary's laughter sounded particularly harsh to Fiona.

"When you fall into my hands, I will concoct it well and let you say it all word by word." Fiona gritted her teeth.

She finally got her hands on it.

Bang!

A violent muffled thunder sounded.

As if heaven and earth changed color, in Fiona's outstretched finger, the power of the huge mind turned into something tangible and rushed towards Mary.

"Don't you know that all the abilities you have were learned from us?"

Mary stretched out her hand in disdain, and the same surging power of thought shot out.

With the feeling of spatial distortion, the two thoughts collided, erupting into violent friction and vibration.

Buzzing ~~~

The screech that chirps in unison like a thousand birds continues to sound.

At this moment, the earth that has already suffered is centered on the place where thoughts collide, and it is rapidly cracking around like a spider's web.

Seeing the crack spread to the soles of her feet, Fiona raised her heels a little, and the raging flames turned into a majestic fire dragon, galloping towards Mary along the gap in the earth.

At the same time, she replied casually: "The origin of human beings is still in Africa. But so what, it doesn't change the fate of your colonists. The

flames came quickly, and Mary didn't have time to respond.

Her face changed slightly, and she grabbed a stand-in doll on her waist.

In a strange childlike cry, Mary's whole person disappeared, replaced by a larger stand-in doll covered in flames.

"Got you!"

Fiona, who used her prophetic divination ability to discover Mary's location in advance, smiled coldly, and with a wave of her palm, all kinds of broken wooden blocks, bricks, furniture, etc. rushed to Mary who had just appeared, tightly binding her entire body.

Fiona strode towards him, raised her chin, and said with a proud face: "The so-called Voodoo Queen is just that." It seems that hundreds of years of immortality not only did not increase your mana, but weakened a lot. Is that the price to pay?

"It's just an inevitability, not a cost." Mary, who couldn't move, looked unflustered at all, "In addition, even if I am not at the peak, it is definitely not something that you, the supreme witch who is about to enter the earth and is extremely weak, can defeat."

After speaking, an ancient and strange sacrificial song sang from her mouth.

Fiona's face changed, and when she was about to raise her hand, she suddenly felt a flower in front of her, as if countless men and women wearing grass skirts and animal skin shawls, ancient, savage, and mysterious coexistence surrounded her, holding bone knives in their hands, or holding braziers, or entangled poisonous snakes, dancing in their hands, singing strange songs that made people's hearts tingle.

These people were getting closer and closer, and even the pale witch patterns on their faces could be clearly seen.

Just as they raised all kinds of sacrificial vessels in their hands and rushed forward, ready to sacrifice their own sacrifice, Fiona's eyes changed instantly, like an ice lake, exceptionally calm, without a trace of waves.

All illusions disappear.

Fiona breaks the illusion and returns her gaze to reality.

At this moment, Mary just broke free from the bondage, and the corner of her mouth hooked:

"The second round begins."

......

The other side.

Unaware of the fact that the peak battle of the supernatural world is taking place in reality, Robb is carrying black corpses and constantly shuttling through the walls of flesh and blood.

At the place he had passed first, he found traces of burning.

This brightened his eyes and quickened the pace of exploration.

Another wall broke through the middle, as always, and Robb lifted the black body to the front, and as he expertly walked in, he was suddenly greeted by a stranger.

Coincidentally, the other party also took the same passage, but the route was reversed.

The stranger was a black witch.

She subconsciously frowned when she saw the face of the black corpse first.

Robb did not stunned, and without saying a word, he raised the knife and greeted the other party.

"Ahhh!!"

The black witch who had not yet reacted immediately let out a bitter scream.

Without waiting for the other party to make a second sound, Robb stabbed down again.

No more subconsciously than before, this time under precise aiming, the head of the black witch who only cared about screaming in pain was directly separated.

From beginning to end, the black witch did not even have the slightest strength to resist, and was hacked to death in such a humiliation.

Only the newly recorded 80 containment points in the book of containment indicate the value of this black witch during her lifetime.

"Thank you."

Robb, who had solved the supernatural existence so easily for the first time, happily waved thanks to the head of the black witch who did not blind his eyes.

Then, he threw the 40 containment points into [spirituality], and after reaching the limit of the first stage of 2.0, he saved the remaining 40 points first.

For example, when the body reaches 2.0, the ability to awaken [health] is the same.

When Robb Spirituality comes to 2.0, he also awakens an ability called Psionic Vision.

[Spiritual Sense]: It allows you to discover abnormal phenomena that ordinary people should not notice.

Quite suitable for catching ghosts.

Robb, who thought like this in his heart, opened his spiritual vision and saw that there seemed to be a grumbling spirit crying in the original flesh and blood wall.

Suddenly!

The grievance raised his head and smiled wickedly at him.

Robb was taken aback.

In the blink of an eye, when I looked again, I found that the grievance had disappeared, as if it did not exist at all.

"Strange."

Robb muttered, looked left and right again, and after finding nothing, he looked up at the sky.

The wall of flesh and blood was only three meters high, and further up was the black and red fog that had been seen before.

Robb had tried to climb up before and explore the fog.

It was only when he reached the end of the wall that a strong sense of crisis that surged in his heart made him give up the idea of going deep into the mist.

There is only one life, obviously he has been warned, and he will not insist on it.

Now after turning on the spiritual vision, Robb looked again, but found a difference.

The black and red mist faded, replaced by rivers of blood and hellish ghost qi.

Looking deeper, it is the ultimate nothingness.

Occasionally, a distant view was terrified, and the incomparably dangerous silver-white ripples broke through the space and appeared in the void.

Robb had never seen anything like this.

Closing the spiritual vision that consumed a lot of spiritual energy in just a few breaths, and his eyes were also very tired, he thought boldly.

I thought that behind the mist would be the real world, but I didn't expect it to be like this.

And the current labyrinth of flesh and blood can be sure to be real, not a hallucinatory dream or the like.

After all, the two new pages in the book of containment can testify.

After thinking of the mist shrouding him, he appeared in this strange place.

Most likely, the mist released by Mary should have some specific teleportation function.

So, you were teleported to some foreign space?

After knowing that the so-called hell really exists, although there is no reincarnation judgment, it is indeed a place where evil spirits and ghosts live.

Robb wouldn't be too surprised.

However, I also have to sigh at the big hand of Voodoo, which has obviously been mastered by them.

Sure enough, the thousand-year-old sect has its own peculiarities.

But what about the Holy See?

The first major religion, how can the holy water cross be useless!

To this day, Robb still remembers being slapped by the evil spirit Heather with a slap on his hand and the crusader.