Kill American Terror, Starting from the Witches’ Coven

Mantis catches cicadas, yellow finches behind.

Fiona didn't expect that she would one day be secretly calculated.

And the opponent is still witches, especially these white witches' biggest enemies for countless years, witch hunters!

As the main target, seeing the overwhelming silver bullets that specifically aimed at witches rushing towards her, Fiona's pupils shrank suddenly, not daring to resist as hard as when facing ordinary bullets, she constantly cast phantom transfiguration to avoid the witch hunter's hunt.

Halfway through, she looked at Mary, who was also hiding in embarrassment, and shouted,

"Join forces!"

Although Mary, who had an ugly face, snorted coldly, she did not refuse.

Although it was fought and killed before, in the final analysis, it was still a contradiction within the witch.

Faced with a witch hunter who always wants to kill witches, she knows what to do sensibly.

Especially now that Voodoo and Salem Witch have suffered heavy losses, and she and Fiona are in poor condition.

Boom~~

With the help of Mary, Fiona, who was finally able to free her hand, stared at her eyes, and the roaring flames rose up in the darkness ahead like a flower.

Surprisingly, there were no screams.

The hundreds of hunters who have worked tirelessly to hunt witches are much more professional than the swamp cult team.

At this moment, they are all wearing the latest fireproof clothing, and there are more professional firefighting logistics personnel.

Fiona's flames seem to be imposing, but in fact they do little damage to witch hunters.

Not only that, but the latter's counterattack soon came.

Flash bombs were thrown quickly.

A blinding glare blocked the view of a group of witches, including Fiona.

Taking advantage of this time, witch hunters wearing shimmering night vision devices stepped up their offensive.

One after another, the screams of bitter despair became their biggest victory.

"Can't fight anymore! Must retreat! Mary

, who watched her men die one by one at gunpoint, holding her arms and receiving a silver bullet on her body, glanced hatefully at Fiona on the side.

If it weren't for the other party provoking the witch war tonight and fighting for both sides to lose, how could he be forced by a group of witch hunters to be like this, so that he had to abandon the old nest that had been entrenched for more than two hundred years.

Fiona, whose breath was much weaker and her face was even more wrinkled, looked at the fire that appeared from time to time in front of her, eating people in the invisible endless darkness, and nodded silently.

She first looked at the bodies of Queenie and Nan, who had fallen to the ground and did not move, hesitated but still stretched out her hand, ready to take them away together.

Then she looked at Robb, Zoe, and Madison, who were lying on the ground early, and quickly found cover to hold on, and the three people who were not injured at all, did not have a good air:

"Gone!"

The prepared witch hunter is menacing.

In order to save the fire, Fiona and Mary chose a direction to break through.

Seeing this, Robb, who no longer pretended to be dead, held Zoe in his left hand and Madison in his right hand, exerting his speed advantage and quickly following up.

Only soon, fierce gunfire also came from the direction of the breakthrough, blocking the witch's advance.

Seeing the pursuers behind him getting closer and closer, Robb knew that he could no longer paddle.

He puts Zoe and Madison down, lets them tread carefully, and disappears into the darkness.

At this moment, in the face of witch hunters who are armed with firearms and have rich experience in protecting against supernatural powers, physical fitness is undoubtedly more important than spiritual abilities and the like.

[Physical + 0.5]

did not hesitate to put a total of 100 containment points obtained before into the body, and now the body has 3.5, and Robb, who is becoming more and more inhuman, speeds up and touches forward like a ghost.

He's fast.

Even with night vision devices, witch hunters can hardly catch them if they are not careful.

Plus Fiona and Mary, who are full of hatred on the opposite side.

Robb sneaked into the edge of the Witch Hunter's line without risk.

A witch hunter with a sense of mission was shooting forward with excitement, when a broad and powerful palm suddenly covered his mouth.

Click.

With an easy pull, the witch hunter's neck was twisted and broken, and she couldn't die anymore.

With Robb's current strength, holding down a normal male is as simple as pinching a chicken.

Removing the M4 carbine and night vision device in his opponent's hand, he shrunk, made a bend, and dived from the second target on the side.

Woo~~

Another overwhelmed witch hunter struggled in vain for a couple or two, and there was no movement.

After Robb removed the magazine on the other party, he continued to turn into a night killer, constantly wandering around the witch hunter.

Three.... Four.... Five............

The witch hunters never imagined that they, who had hundreds of years of experience in dealing with witch groups, would one day be approached and play thrilling hand-to-hand combat.

This is something that has never happened before against weak witches.

It wasn't until the gunfire of the team was much less and the witches got closer and closer that the captain of the witch hunter in charge of the piece noticed that something was wrong.

He hurriedly opened the microphone and said, "The sixth team, the seventh team, the ninth team, hear the reply." "

There was no response, except for the murmur.

The Witch Hunter Captain's face changed suddenly, and he shouted, "Be careful! There is..."

Bang bang bang ....

One bullet after another entered his body, tearing his internal organs apart, and he could no longer speak.

Robb took the lead and shot him out.

After that, knowing that he was exposed, he simply got up, pulled the trigger tightly, and with the dazzling flames of the muzzle, bullets turned into long horses and swept towards all the witch hunters nearby.

"Aaaaah!"

"My legs! Help me!

"Who's shooting indiscriminately!!"

"There are enemies! Small... No!! In

an instant, screams rang out one after another.

Although the unaffected witch hunters were shocked, they quickly turned around and wanted to kill Robb.

It's just embarrassing that Robb is too fast.

They simply can't capture each other.

Instead, he was killed by one companion after another by a cold shot from time to time by the other party.

In this way, under Robb's restraint, the witches who were greatly pressured quickly broke through.

"Finally caught you rats."

Fiona looked coldly at a witch hunter.

The latter was dumbfounded, and immediately shot his teammates on the side.

Although there are other experienced companions who do not hesitate to kill those who are under control.

But Fiona's shot this time undoubtedly overwhelmed the final straw.

The witch hunters in the area were quickly wiped out.

With no more obstacles ahead, Fiona breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Robb and praised

, "Well done,

Robb."

Seeing that Zoe was fine, Madison was fine, Robb looked at the other two daughters who were brought with him and asked

, "Queenie,

how is Nan?"

"Let's go back." Fiona shook her head.

Robb was silent.