Kill American Terror, Starting from the Witches’ Coven

After breaking through the siege of witch hunters, although she wanted to kill Fiona, one of the culprits who caused all this, but seeing that there were only a group of old and sick people left around her, Mary had to swallow this breath and chose to part ways with Fiona.

But before that, noticing that a fish that had slipped through the net and a breath, she looked cold, came to the other party's side, and pressed her hands on her chest.

As the incantation was pronounced, blood-colored symbols were as deep as imprints on the witch hunter's skin, and then disappeared.

"A big gift for you damn rats." She stood up a little weakly, with a sneer on her face.

"I'll help you."

Fiona, who noticed this scene, came over and looked at the witch hunter who was still panting on the ground with a terrified look.

"You can't let him break things."

Saying that, Fiona stretched out her hand a little, and the witch hunter's tongue immediately stirred together, and she could only make a whining sound, and nothing else.

After joining forces for the last time, after the two glanced at each other, they separated without words.

Five minutes later.

David, the commander-in-chief of this witch hunt, came here, looked at a large area of corpses of his companions on the ground, and said with a very bad face:

"I still let them escape!"

The deputy on the side comforted: "At least killing a lot of witches, it is a big victory for us."

David shook his head: "It's a pity that the two most important big fish escaped." "

Right now.

"Andrew is alive!" Someone shouted.

When David heard this, he quickly ran away, and did not care about anything else, and quickly asked Andrew, who was receiving rescue and was still conscious:

"Andrew, where did the witches run?"

If possible, he wants to continue the pursuit.

"Wha~" Andrew opened his mouth anxiously, wanting to say something, but his voice was too small and his words were indistinct.

David, who couldn't understand, subconsciously bent down and put his ear to Andrew's mouth.

And then....

Andrew's skin suddenly had a blood-colored symbol printed on it.

Bang!!

A violent explosion sounded from inside him.

Four or five more people died in an instant, the nearest David.

The top of the witch hunter, the commander-in-chief of this operation, fell so dramatically after the battle.

......

Witch Academy.

When Robb and his group, who were covered in smoke, dust and blood, hurried back, Delphi and Spalding, who were cleaning, looked at them with surprise.

"Oh my God! Have you experienced a war? Delphi's face shook repeatedly.

"Almost."

Fiona replied in disgust, then swept everything from the table and placed Queenie and Nan flat on the table.

"What's wrong with them?" Delphi looked at the two women, who did not move at all, and whispered with some awareness.

Although she and Queenie didn't get along well at first, after a long time, the relationship eased a little, and it was rare to see this scene at the moment.

Fiona ignored her, first checked on Nan, and after saying "dead" without expression, in the color change of Zoe, Madison and others, came to Queenie, listened for a while, and exhaled:

"And a breath."

"Zoe, go to the flower garden and bring Cordiglia's... Forget it, bring all her bottles and jars. Madison, you go and help too. Be quick! Fiona quickly ordered.

"Okay!" Zoe nodded again and again and ran to the flower garden.

Madison glanced at Queenie and followed.

Robb, who remained, looked at Fiona, who was tired with his hands propped up on the dining table, and his eyes flickered slightly.

Bang!

Suddenly, the gate was pushed open with a heavy push.

Covered in dirt and looking not much cleaner than Robb and the others, Cordelia stumbled in.

"Oh my God! Cordiglia, how did you come back? Seeing

her daughter's appearance, Fiona hurriedly went up to help.

Cordiglia breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this, and was about to speak, "Are you all right...", Fiona held her palm.

Moment!

A large memory flooded into Cordilla's mind.

"You don't seem worried. The young bloodlines of the Salem witches have been thrown into flesh and blood by me and are being hunted down. Seeing that this generation is about to break the line, are you not in a hurry at all?

"I

want to lend my hand to help you kill those potential Supreme Witch candidates." Worthy of you, Fiona! "

Want to know the secret of immortality?"

"The

Great Being? God? Or the devil? Forget it, none of this matters, as long as you can live forever. Tell me, His name!!

"I

will sign a contract with you to give you immortality, whether it is the devil, or the devil, tell me His name, and this is the end of today!"

"..."..."

Whew

~hoo~Phew~ Cordelia,

who had detached from Fiona's memory, gasped.

Fiona, who didn't know why, quickly helped him to the seat next to him and asked,

"What's going on?" Where is it uncomfortable?

Cordelia was silent for a long moment, then finally shook her head and said in a jerky bass: "Nothing."

Then, having figured out something, she looked up and quickly said, "Hank is a witch hunter. I learned from him that there would be an attack by the witch hunter tonight, and I wanted to inform you, but I couldn't get through to the phone. Now it seems that everything is late.

"It's really late!" Hearing this, Fiona sneered a few times, with an extremely angry expression on her face, "Everything that happened tonight makes sense."

She raised her voice and loudly rebuked her daughter: "I have long said that every word in Hank's mouth is full of lies, and you don't listen!" Now, the backlash is coming!

Cordelia pursed her lips silently.

Fiona did remind her many times, but she didn't listen.

Seriously, I do have a fault.

"Ahem! Two bits.

Robb coughed a few times, and when Fiona and Cordelia turned around, he pointed to Zoe and Madison who were running

with bottles and cans, and explained, "Time is urgent,

business matters."

Fiona and Cordiglia stopped arguing.

Taking the bottles and jars, with the assistance of its owner Cordelia, Fiona first took out the silver bullets in Queenie's body one by one, and then found the corresponding potions and poured them into Queenie's wounded mouth.

Soon, Queenie frowned, and his chest, which had not had much ups and downs, gradually fluctuated.

"Finally pulled her back from the gates of hell, and then she just needs to recuperate." Fiona clapped her palms.

Cordella nodded.

Finally, her godless eyes looked at Nan, who had no life on the side.