American Horror Story, Starting from Falls Town

Chapter 219 The Curse of Death

"Jennifer, what did you find?"

Roy moved closer to see what Lilith had discovered, but all he saw were two blindingly white headlights.

Lilith pointed her finger at Claire's chest.

"Roy, look here, there's a barely noticeable black spot!"

Roy took a closer look and saw that there was indeed a black spot. If you didn't look closely, you would think it was a mole.

The two of them discussed the black spot like an academic research, which made Claire very shy.

"Is it okay?"

Lilith waved her hand.

"Okay, put on your clothes."

Claire quickly buttoned her clothes back up, otherwise she would be too embarrassed.

But Claire with a blushing face was also very cute, and Roy couldn't help but take a few more glances at her.

"What's going on with Claire? It seems something similar happened to me."

Lilith stroked her chin and thought for a moment.

"I guess it's the curse of the god of death."

"Curse of Death?" ×2
Claire looked at Lilith and her words began to stutter.

"Does the god of death really exist in this world?"

Roy was also a little curious because so far he had only come into contact with mythological figures from the three Abrahamic religions.

Including angels, demons and ancient witches like Lilith.

However, the three Abrahamic religions do not seem to have the concept of the God of Death. At most, there is the Angel of Death. However, the Angel of Death should be a real person, rather than the regularized symbol it is today.

"Of course there is the Grim Reaper! Roy, do you remember the great flood I told you about?"

Roy nodded. Lilith once said that God sent a flood to cleanse all the Nephilim, but she didn't elaborate on why.

"In ancient times, gods and humans lived on Earth. The entire world was on a single continent (Pangaea), with gods occupying different territories in the east, west, south, and north. God was just one of them. Then, a war broke out among these gods. It was a brutal war, and many lives and gods disappeared during that era. God was probably the most powerful god in the West at that time."

Roy and Claire listened with great interest.

"Many of the Outer Gods who were defeated and captured were cast into Hell by God. Contaminated by the power of Hell, they became the earliest demons in Hell. Some, though defeated but not captured, hid in various corners, waiting for an opportunity to seek revenge against God. Among these gods, some began to incite the Nephilim to rebel against God!"

Is it related to the Nephilim?
"So this is why God cleansed the Nephilim?"

Lilith nodded.

"Yes! As mixed-bloods, the Nephilim are not welcomed by either Heaven or Hell, so their lives are generally not satisfactory. Now someone incites them to rebel against God. Guess what will happen?"

The answer was self-evident. Roy and Claire both showed solemn expressions.

"So what does this death curse you're talking about have to do with the Nephilim?"

"The Nephilim's rebellion was soon discovered by God, who dispatched his three most powerful angels—Lucifer, Michael, and Gabriel—to lead an army of angels to suppress the Nephilim. No one knows exactly what happened; even the former angel Samael wouldn't reveal the secret. All I know is that after the Nephilim learned of their own demise, they created four terrifying weapons of war, one of which was connected to the god of death!
These terrible weapons of war frightened even God, so he sent a great flood to cleanse everything."

Didn’t even her ex-husband tell Lilith?

Roy frowned and thought, it seemed that things here were indeed very complicated.

Claire on the side became more and more confused as she listened. What Lilith said was really outrageous, but she spoke as if she had seen it with her own eyes.

"Ms. Jennifer, are these the legends you've heard?"

"No, I personally..."

Seeing that Lilith almost let the cat out of the bag, Roy quickly muted her manually.

"Jennifer heard it from her elders. They are witches and their traditions are passed down from generation to generation!"

Claire felt a little scared.

"Is there any way to solve this problem?"

Lilith pushed Roy's hand away and explained.

"Of course there is a way! You two must have been affected by this Death God. As long as we make the Death God think that you are dead and then block the mark of the curse, this problem will naturally be solved."

Lilith's method is actually similar to the one in the movie "Final Destination", both of which are to save lives by exploiting loopholes in the rules.

But there is no magic or witchcraft in the movie, so even if you find a loophole, you can only escape temporarily, not forever.

"You mean fake your death?"

"Yes! This method may not be very friendly to you. After all, it is too difficult for your current body to fake death. You might actually die. Claire, on the other hand, should be fine. As long as she enters a state of suspended animation, I will perform a ritual, and the god of death will naturally let her go."

"Well, after the game tonight, we'll have the ceremony!"

Roy was very decisive. The faster the ceremony was carried out, the better. After all, the intensity of the accidents created by the Grim Reaper would increase, and in the end Roy might not be able to save Claire.

What's more, Roy can't be with Claire 24 hours a day, so there will always be times when he misses something.

"What about Roy?"

After hearing Lilith say that Roy couldn't fake his death, Claire couldn't help but worry.

"My current ability can only reduce the probability of Roy being noticed by the 'Grim Reaper'. This can only solve the problem temporarily."

"I understand! It's getting late, and I need to rush to the competition venue. I'll leave Li, Jennifer, and Claire in your care."

Roy himself almost let the cat out of the bag, but luckily he managed to change his words in the end.

"give it to me."

After Roy left, Claire suddenly felt that Lilith's temperament had changed drastically, from an elegant and charming mature woman to a cold and reserved girl.

Claire, who studies psychology, was a little surprised that a person's temperament could change so much.

"Ms. Jennifer? Can you tell me about Roy?"

Claire decided to use Roy as a breakthrough point to have a good talk with Jennifer.

"No need to use honorifics like 'Ms.', just call me Jennifer. Let's get to know each other again, my name is Jennifer Morgan!"

Jennifer took the initiative to extend a hand of friendship to Claire, and Claire extended her hand without hesitation.

"Claire Sheffield, you can also just call me Claire!"

After the handshake, the relationship between the two became much more harmonious, especially after Jennifer told some interesting stories about Roy, which made Claire laugh.

"So, Jennifer, are you a classmate of Roy's from the same school?"

"Yes, we have been classmates since middle school."

"Then why don't you mind Roy being with other women?"

This is the strangest thing about Claire. Jennifer and Roy obviously have an unusual relationship, as can be seen from the patting action before.

But Jennifer, a girl with a great appearance, temperament and figure, who is also a witch, seems to not care at all about Roy's cheating.

Jennifer smiled faintly. "Because I love him, and his power is constantly growing, I alone am destined to never be able to satisfy him. You should also be well aware of this."

Hearing this, Claire blushed again.

But Jennifer was right. Claire almost thought she was going to die the night before.

Roy left the private hospital just in time for the evening rush hour. Even with the Bumblebee's automatic driving, it still took him half an hour to get to the competition venue.

Fortunately, Roy came out early, otherwise he might have been disqualified for being late.

"Roy, why are you so late? I almost wanted to call you!"

Lambert's face was filled with anxiety. It would be a huge loss if he was disqualified for being late.

"I got stuck in traffic, so I'm a little late."

Alan nodded without thinking too much.

"New York City traffic is really bad, so I always leave home hours in advance!"

But Lambert did think of something.

"Roy, you didn't stay up too late last night, did you? That's why you're just getting up now?"

Roy:? ? ?
What a shameless old man!
This allowed Roy to confirm how Nidi and the others found him.

"Don't talk nonsense! I haven't slept at all since last night!"

Lambert gave a thumbs up. He was very envious of Roy's fighting ability.

If Lambert had had this kind of fighting ability at the beginning, he wouldn't have to be just a coach.

"Okay, stop joking! Roy, hurry up and warm up, the weigh-in ceremony is about to begin!"

There are only four games today and Roy is in the second game, so there is still some time to warm up.

Five-player squads and a night without sleep didn't affect Roy's condition, but not eating did.

Just as he was warming up, Roy's stomach rumbled like thunder.

Alan frowned immediately.

"Roy, didn't you have dinner?"

Roy spent the whole day with Claire and didn't eat a single bite.

"You came too hastily!"

"That won't do! Lambert, go buy some food outside the venue right now to feed Roy!"

If you exercise vigorously on an empty stomach, it is easy to suffer from hypoglycemia and coma, especially for athletes like Roy.

"I'll go!"

Roy wanted to stop Lambert, but then he thought that he was doing it for his own good, so there was no need to stop him.

Fortunately, street vendors are always available outside sports venues like this, and Lambert soon returned with three hot dogs.

This high-calorie food is very suitable for replenishing energy. I only bought three because I was worried that Roy would eat too much.

During strenuous exercise, eating too much will also affect performance, including vomiting, lack of concentration, etc.

Lambert is also a professional coach, so he would naturally not make such a mistake.

After eating three hot dogs, Roy's stomach finally stopped growling and he was about three-quarters full.

"Come on, let's go out and get weighed."

There seemed to be a lot more people at the competition venue today. It might be because the news was released the night before yesterday, and after fermenting throughout yesterday, it aroused the interest of many people.

Many female viewers were attracted by Roy's face, which made Roy the target of public criticism again.

As soon as Roy appears on the court, he will become the focus of the whole audience. Both the audience and reporters will be looking at him. How can this not make people jealous?
If looks could kill, Roy would have probably played hundreds of resurrection games.

Roy responded provocatively to other players, but they could only watch and did not dare to take any real action.

The weigh-in ceremony was over quickly and the first match began.

In the second round, all boxers were much more cautious, and those who were not careful should have been eliminated.

This results in a slower pace of the game, with the winner basically decided by points after four rounds, making the game drowsy.

A conservative style of play is naturally unappealing to the audience. Probably only the most professional audience can see the technical aspects involved. The problem is that the majority of the audience are non-professional.

So the audience seemed rather indifferent until Roy came on stage.

Roy actually heard occasional shouts of "Death" and "Nuclear Warhead". Could it be that the audience who watched the Santa Monica Cup came to New York?

This time Roy's opponent was still a black man. Although the other party looked at Roy with great displeasure, he said nothing.

If the opponent doesn't say anything, then Roy will have to say it.

"Why is it another Nico?"

This made the black man furious, but he unexpectedly did not argue with Roy, which made Roy feel a little bored.

The outcome of the game is already determined, so why not have some fun?
Unfortunately, this game is destined to be boring.

The referee announced the start of the game, and the black man on the opposite side immediately took a cautious step back and took a defensive stance.

It seems that Roy's violent performance in the last game made his opponents start to be cautious.

But it doesn't matter. As long as Roy wants to kill him, no matter how hard he defends, it will be useless.

Seeing Roy approaching him quickly with butterfly steps, the black man immediately wanted to punch to control the distance, but his punching speed was as slow as a snail in front of Roy, and he could dodge it with just a dodge.

The strategy of controlling distance failed, and the black man became even more panicked. He wanted to continue retreating, but soon retreated to the ropes of the ring.

At this time, Roy launched an offensive, and a series of lightning-fast punches hit the black man's guard. The opponent was completely unable to withstand the weight of Roy's punches, and his guard was broken in an instant.

Then came a heavy uppercut, which sent the black man flying into the air, almost flying out of the ropes of the ring.

After falling, the guy was hanging on the ropes and lost consciousness.

Being hung on the ropes will also be considered a fall, and the referee will immediately start counting.

As expected, the black man did not stand up after ten seconds.

So far, no one has been able to continue fighting after being knocked down by Roy. Roy has fought a total of 15 games, 14 of which were KOs and one was TKO.

The audience cheered. This was the game they wanted to watch, and the voices shouting Roy's nickname became louder!

"Well done, Roy! You can go back and rest. Lambert and I will continue to observe other opponents."

Although Roy is perverted enough, coaches Allen and Lambert cannot do nothing. They have to do some work.

Back in the lounge, Roy was about to change his protective gear when a middle-aged black man walked in.

"Hello, Mr. Roy Black!"

Jennifer Morgan (Megan Fox)
(End of this chapter)