Kill through American horror, starting from the witches' coven

Voodoo dolls are good things.

Especially the substitute type, which can resist fatal damage for oneself.

As for the curse type, although he had experienced it personally, Robb subconsciously thought of Queenie again.

The opponent's ability is really good!

Robb was yearning again.

But soon, the picture of the 300-pound black princess flashed in his mind. He shuddered and came back to his senses, shaking his head vigorously.

It's not that I'm not good enough.

I really can't eat it!

People living in the world must have a certain bottom line after all.

Robb sighed, and then looked through [No. 008] [No. 009] [No. 010] [No. 011].

As wizards, these people are not as good as the old witch, and are even far inferior to Madison.

Don't look at the number of witches in Salem.

They are far inferior to the voodoo wizards of their own kind, who are good at giving birth to children and whose number has increased over the past few hundred years.

But in terms of quality, the former is far superior to the latter.

Zoe, who has just entered school not long ago, can interrupt the spells of a voodoo witch after awakening her psychic ability, and she is not yet a supreme witch.

You can imagine how high the qualifications of the Salem witch are.

The abilities of these voodoo wizards killed by him are very simple.

The only one that really catches his eye is the old witch's [Making Voodoo Dolls].

In addition, [No. 009]'s [Falcon Eyes] is also okay.

The pupil can be freely contracted at a distance, which makes it easier for him to see the girl's room... Pah! This can give him the ability of farsightedness and detect potential threats in advance.

Unfortunately, it would be better if it could include night vision, infrared and even perspective abilities.

Robb put his attention back on [Making Voodoo Dolls].

If there is no other better ability, when I have enough shelter points, I can choose it as the third awakening ability.

Of course, there is no need to rush.

This time, I sheltered a total of eight wizards, which brought me 80 days of free time.

Counting the remaining time before, he has almost three months of free time.

If I can completely solve the matter of Fiona, I have to relax first and enjoy the capitalist sugar-coated bullet life.

It is right to have tension and relaxation.

Robb hummed a little song and drove the car. The buildings on both sides of the road gradually became sparse, replaced by dense forests.

Misty lived in a very remote place. There was no road for a long distance. She could only walk in the wetland and be careful of possible swamp traps.

Robb was thinking about where to pull over.

Suddenly!

A figure quickly emerged from the jungle beside the road, and was about to make close contact with the front of the Chevrolet. Robb quickly stepped on the brakes.

Accompanied by the extremely harsh sound of tires rubbing against the ground.

The front of the car finally stopped in time when it just touched the corner of the figure's clothes.

Robb, who was alarmed by a false alarm, stuck his head out and cursed in front of him in a local way: "Don't you want to die? Go to see God!"

The person who was sitting on the ground in fear heard the voice and said happily: "Robb? Is it you?"

Robb exclaimed lightly, got out of the car and looked forward, and found that it was Misty.

He hadn't gone to find her yet, but she ran to him first.

Robb stretched out his hand to pull her up and asked: "I was going to find you."

"I want to find you too." Misty, who was still looking around in panic while wearing a tattered net skirt that still couldn't hide her beautiful figure.

Without much time for greeting, she quickly grabbed Robb's arm and said anxiously: "Quick! Robb, take me away! There are bad people chasing me!"

"Bad people? Chasing?"

Robb frowned, and the first thing he thought of was the professional witch hunter who appeared last night.

He patted Misty's trembling back comfortingly: "Calm down, Misty, I'm here, no one can hurt you. You said someone wanted to kill you, did you see their specific appearance?"

"No." Misty shook her head, "I felt very bad malice, so I ran out. Not long after, I heard the movement from the house, and then the footsteps getting closer and closer. I was very scared, so I thought about running to your place to hide."

"That's really a coincidence."

Robb first looked in the direction where Misty fled, then took her to the car, gave her the car keys and said,

"Can you drive? If you find something wrong, drive away."

Before being burned as a devil, as a member of the American youth, Misty, who naturally knew how to drive, took the keys and said in confusion:

"What about you?"

Robb patted the pistol on his waist: "You can't alwaysHide, I'll help you solve the problem. This is also the reward for your help next time. A girl died unfortunately, and you need to help revive her. "

"No problem." Misty nodded without thinking.

Then, she got out of the car again, took a deep breath and said, "I'll take you there, I'm more familiar with this place."

Robb glanced at her and smiled, "Are you sure you're not scared to stay here alone?"

"Indeed." Misty nodded honestly, "Besides, I feel safer with you. Robb, what happened recently? The breath of life on you is getting stronger."

Misty came up to Robb in surprise and sniffed hard on him.

Seeing Misty's face with a mature makeup and a hint of childishness rubbing against him, and even her hands and feet were about to come up, Robb coughed and reminded him:

"Be serious, you are still being hunted. "

Misty woke up, but she was not shy. Instead, she left Robb with a look of regret.

In the following time, following Misty's instructions, Robb took the lead in drilling into the dense forest.

With his current strength, as long as he is not facing a large army, it is still very easy to deal with just a few people.

......

"Thomas, are you sure that the woman escaped from this direction?"

"Of course, you have to believe in my tracking ability. You know, I am the number one hunter in this swamp."

"That's for crocodiles. Not humans."

"Same reason. Believe me, Glenn, sometimes humans are much easier to deal with than crocodiles. "

Thomas raised his shotgun and said seriously to his partner Green, who had been with him for decades.

Swamp hunter is one of the unique professions in New Orleans.

Because alligators reproduce too fast and affect the local ecological balance, the government deliberately sells hunting quotas for swamp hunters to hunt alligators and sell their bodies.

Thomas and Green are the famous swamp hunters in this area.

Not only because they have captured a large number of alligators without being injured, but also because in this lawless place, many colleagues disappear without a trace after contacting them.

Hunting alligators and hunting people, sometimes there is no essential difference.