Kill through American horror, starting from the witches' coven

Mrs. Brown's family is very rich.

Robb already knew this from her clothes, jewelry, temperament and conversation.

However, when he saw the mansion in front of him, the main building alone covered an area of ​​4,000 to 5,000 feet, not including the larger courtyard, Robb couldn't help but marvel.

This is better than Heather's inherited house.

Especially the location is still a good location in New Orleans.

"Desperate rich people." Penelope sighed in a low voice.

"Don't worry, it won't be long before all this will be there." Robb was very confident.

After saying that, he looked at the person who greeted him in front.

A rich person like Mrs. Brown would naturally not wade into the muddy water in person when she knew there was danger.

The one who greeted them was the old butler of this house, who was wearing a black suit that was ironed very flat.

After the two sides met, Robb didn't waste much time and asked, "Have all the people in the house evacuated?"

"As you requested, Mr. Robb, all the servants are now on vacation. I am the only one left here." The old butler said calmly.

"That's good." Robb nodded, "Butler, you just wait outside, and my assistant and I will go in to deal with it."

The old butler nodded silently.

Although he didn't believe the two people in front of him.

With his experience, he has seen too many people who pretend to be ghosts and ghosts but are actually after money.

But since the owner of the house has ordered so, he will not interfere and just do his job well.

Squeak~~

The huge door was pushed open.

The light inside was bright, and Robb could see everything clearly.

"Is there really a ghost here?" Penelope, who followed Robb closely, looked around with curiosity and a little nervousness.

"The scary black shadows that flashed past my eyes from time to time; the terrifying feeling of being stared at inexplicably; the automatic movement of items in the house; and Mrs. Brown's sleepwalking phenomenon that she has never experienced in recent times. It really sounds like a haunted phenomenon."

Robb glanced around casually and said lightly, "Of course, there are two other possibilities."

"What are they?" Penelope asked immediately.

"One is that Mrs. Brown has mental problems, has hallucinations and auditory hallucinations, and is even more suspicious. Most haunted incidents in the world are caused by this."

"What is the other one?"

"In addition to ghosts, there is another one... that is the invasion of demons"

"Demons??? Does this thing really exist?"

Penelope's face was instantly shocked.

Robb glanced at her and laughed, "That's right. If there is hell, how can there be no demons?"

Penelope was silent, then her eyes suddenly lit up and she said, "Then is there heaven?"

Hearing this, Robb, who suddenly thought of the Bible, holy water, and the cross, curled his lips and said, "I don't know."

"Even if there is, you and I will definitely not go to heaven."

Thinking of what she had done in the past, Penelope had to admit that what Robb said made sense.

Without talking any more, Robb, who was busy with business, opened his psychic vision.

Unlike other genuine psychic wizards who had to perform complex spells or rituals to detect the existence of ghosts, his ability to see with a blink of an eye was undoubtedly much more convenient.

And now that he is much stronger, the problem of high consumption of opening psychic vision in the past is no longer a problem.

Dots of silver light flickered in Robb's pupils.

Under the bizarre perspective, Robb quickly checked every corner of the house.

It didn't take long for him to really find the problem.

"I didn't expect Mrs. Brown to have a mental illness." Robb said with some surprise.

"What do you mean?" Penelope hadn't reacted yet.

"It means that you are very lucky. You have encountered a low probability event that is true out of a hundred false ones."

Robb said, kicking the door in front of him.

The room is much more plain than other places, just because it is the servant's room.

The first thing Robb saw after entering was a black human statue on the desk at the height of a palm.

He became a little solemn and said: "Penelope, congratulations on winning the jackpot again. You will see a real devil jumping around soon."

"Me too." At the same time, he said to himself in his heart.

"Wait! Robb, you are not kidding!" Penelope was suddenly startled.

A person's reputation is like a tree's shadow.

She just wanted to see the ghosts, but never thought of facing the legendary devil directly.

She was very worried whether Robb could bear it.

"Don't worry, it's hard for the demon to enter the real world." Robb comforted him, "Especially since the guy in front of me hasn't even completed the possession yet, and the power he can put into this place is pitifully small. Watch me take care of him in a minute."

RobbBo did not lie.

As for demons, the witch who has mastered the soul-leaving and can take a one-day trip to hell knows a lot about them.

Demons are indeed very powerful, but they are far from being completely invincible as people know.

For beings like them, it is almost impossible for the main body to step into the real world.

The only thing they can do is to invest a small part of their power into reality, possess humans, and stir up trouble.

This is very unsolvable for ordinary people.

But for beings like Robb, it is just a matter of trouble.

The Brown family has not even completed the possession ceremony, and the power they can invest is pitifully small, so Robb naturally has nothing to worry about.

He stopped talking nonsense and started working immediately.

Boom~~

A ball of hot flames instantly wrapped around the black statue, trying to melt it clean.

"Is this thing a demon?" Penelope, who saw it, asked immediately.

"No, it's just a medium." Robb replied.

"It's coming!"

Accompanied by Robb's words.

In the blink of an eye, under Penelope's tingling gaze, on the wall close to the human-shaped statue.

Under the illumination of the automatically turned-on light, a human-shaped black shadow with goat horns on its head grew larger and larger, and a pair of wings spread out from behind, almost covering the entire wall.

The smell of sulfur instantly filled the whole room, and a voice full of evil, blasphemy, and irritability sounded at this moment:

"I smell the smell of a disgusting wizard. Who is it! Dare to ruin my business?"

Robb pulled Penelope, who was frightened and a little weak, behind him, and said to the black shadow behind the statue whose flame had been extinguished without changing his expression:

"Before asking others, shouldn't you introduce yourself?"

"Bold wizard!" the demon said angrily.

The biggest weakness of a demon is its real name. If it is known by outsiders, it will be finished.

Robb's words are undoubtedly adding fuel to the fire.

"Wizard, you are courting death!"

Accompanied by the demon's roar, the whole room shook violently.

"Bluffing!"

Robb snorted coldly, disdainful.