Kill through American horror, starting from the witches' coven.

joke!

So many collections, so many sustainable shelters, and they were given up just because of a few words from a guy who suddenly showed up?

Robb was not one to be frightened.

For the first time, Rupert looked at Robb deeply, as if he really saw him clearly at this moment.

"The Redemption Society has the ability to solve all of the museum's problems." His tone faded.

"I have the ability to solve all the problems in the museum." Robb was not interested in giving a good face anymore.

"Oh, by the way, why am I telling you so much? The museum is the property of the Warrens. They can give it to whoever they want. It's none of your business to make irresponsible comments."

"Get out of here now. Before I can't help myself."

The optical camouflage that catches the eye can't scare Robb.

Unless someone comes here with a nuclear bomb and wants to die with him.

Seeing this, Rupert frowned slightly and said, "It seems that we have to fight in the end. I don't like violence. But the supernatural has always been the goal of the Redemption Society."

“No one can stop it.”

"Wizard, you can't do that!"

Rupert's eyes flashed fiercely and he waved his hand.

moment!

A series of fierce gunshots suddenly rang out in the light shield, and countless bullets were aimed directly at Robb.

Chapter 230: B-Class Supernatural Quick Processing Team

There were clearly only two people in the transparent light shield, but suddenly gunshots rang out and dense bullets shot towards Robb.

"that's all?"

Now that optical camouflage has appeared, the appearance of individual optical camouflage uniforms is also common sense.

Robb was not surprised by this. He stretched out his hand and pressed it. A tremendous force of thought surged out, trying to fix all the bullets in mid-air as before.

It just took him by surprise.

Although all the incoming bullets were slower, they were still directed towards him with a clear purpose.

"Witch Hunt Silver Bullet?"

Robb looked carefully and found that all the bullets were silver bullets with mysterious symbols engraved on them, which were very similar to the silver bullets in the hands of the witch hunter.

"We are well prepared."

Robb snorted.

Fiona once didn't dare to take the witch-hunting bullet head-on, so he had no interest in taking the risk.

Phantom movement!

Whoosh!

Robb flashed to the other side and opened his spiritual vision immediately. As his eyes showed, the appearance of the shooter, who was invisible to the naked eye, quickly appeared in front of him.

Although the angle of the clairvoyance was a bit strange, he could vaguely see a group of people wearing silver combat uniforms and with their heads covered by something like holographic helmets, who were quickly pointing their guns at him in a well-trained manner.

Robb didn't delay any longer, his eyes flashing.

Mind control!

moment!

At least half of the people froze.

The order was to point the gun at others, but he didn't do it.

Robb was surprised again.

Little did he know that Rupert, who saw this scene, was even more surprised.

"The spirit-proof helmet couldn't completely block the enemy's psychic attack?"

Rupert was well aware of the effectiveness of the anti-spiritual helmets in fighting against the supernatural.

did not expect……

Rupert glanced at Robb subconsciously.

In such a short period of time, he had already taken it seriously enough to mobilize a B-level supernatural rapid processing team to support the situation.

Now it seemed that he had to reassess Robb's strength.

Robb didn't know what Rupert was thinking.

After discovering that his mind control was not as effective as before, the experienced combat man did not hesitate and appeared in the crowd of combatants in a flash.

After only a few moments of fighting, he found that the people in this team were far superior to any witch hunter he had ever seen in terms of marksmanship, experience, reaction, etc.

Coupled with the equipment that seemed to have some ability to restrain supernatural powers, it would not be a good idea to continue flying the kite.

In that case, join them.

As his spirituality grew, for a long time Robb got used to just reaching out and waving his hand and turning everything into ashes.

But that doesn't mean he has forgotten the old skills he learned when he first came here.

Robb suddenly appeared in the crowd with his five fingers transformed into claws. With a sharp sound of air explosion, he swiftly grabbed the person in front of him. Before he could react, his shoulder blade broke with a click.

As the other party couldn't help but groan, Robb easily snatched the rifle in the other party's hand, which he had never seen before and looked quite high-end and expensive, with his other hand. He was just about to attack the center and sweep away all the people around him.

Click!Click!

The rifle did not respond.

"Fingerprint lock?"

Robb glanced down and quickly understood.

Forget it.

He threw the rifle in his hand, and with a "bang" the other man was knocked away.

boom!boom!

Gunfire rang out again.

The others who reacted quickly turned their guns around, and the witch-hunting silver bullets were aimed at Robb's brow, heart, lungs, genitals and other vital parts with incredible accuracy.

Even the man with a broken shoulder blade ignored his own safety and used his body to hold Robb down, leaving him no chance to escape.

Robb gave the man a slightly admiring look.

remarkably brave.

only.

He underestimated his own power.

Although a physique of 5.2 is not as dazzling as a spirituality of 15 points, it is still overwhelming for most people.

After easily shaking off the man next to him who was considered a strong man among normal people, Robb set up many mental shields to face the incoming silver bullets.

When the slowed-down silver bullet arrived, there was only a flash of silver light.

Robb pulled out the dagger he was carrying and deflected the incoming bullets one by one with incredible speed.

"Warm-up is over, and the second round begins."

Looking at the people so close, Robb curled the corners of his mouth.

The moment he finished speaking, he left behind a series of afterimages, wreaking havoc among the crowd like a ghost.

The whole place was filled with chaotic sounds of gunfire, gas explosions, and muffled groans.

In just a few breaths, there were people lying on the ground.

Just as Robb was about to clean up the remnants.

A sharp roar suddenly sounded from behind him.

Robb turned his head to look.

Three monsters covered with black shells, with slender bodies, sharp claws and long tails, like alien creatures, attacked like lightning.

Along with it, there are five fighters wearing heavy exoskeleton armor under optical camouflage, like giants, full of power yet flexible, who follow up quickly and quietly.

"Here I come." Rupert smiled faintly.

There are always some supernatural beings who can avoid long-range attacks from ordinary soldiers.

At this point, it's the turn of the quick processing team to come on the scene.

Clang~clang~clang~

Sabres were unsheathed. Knowing that Robb could see them, the team members no longer hid and drew out their slender silver swords cleanly and quickly. They pushed forward with the power of their exoskeleton armor and, together with the three hounds, attacked Robb in an organized manner.

Robb saw it all, but ignored the group of people who were getting closer and closer. Instead, he looked at Rupert who was watching the show leisurely not far away.

"Let you show off!"

In a flash, Robb came up and grabbed Rupert with five fingers. With a "bang", Rupert exploded.

The imagined blood and flesh flying everywhere did not happen.

Just like a blurred screen, Rupert's figure suddenly disappeared.

The other party is not the real person, but a holographic projection.

Robb's face was calm.

It is unlikely that a senior figure like this would take the risk personally.

He turned his attention back to the approaching rapid-processing team.

There was a flash of fire.

The boiling flames continued to ignite on the bodies of the visitors like fireworks.

Just like the previous mind control, the effect is average.

Whether it is the exoskeleton armor on the team members or the shells on the surface of the alien beasts, they seem to be very heat-resistant.

"Sure enough, these people know a lot about wizards and even took various protective measures in advance." Robb pondered.

Also.

Optical camouflage, holographic projection, exoskeleton armor, elite warriors, supernatural biological weapons...

In just a short period of time, the new opponent we encountered today has demonstrated so many rare elements.

In his heart, Robb raised the so-called Redemption Society's strength by a lot of levels.

"Then let me play with you guys again."

With curiosity, Robb shook off the blood beads on the dagger and said lightly.

Chapter 231 Chapter 10.2 Physical Fitness

Kick! Kick!

The beast, whose entire body was focused on killing, was extremely fast.

In the blink of an eye, a strange beast that rushed to the front pounced like a cheetah, opened its bloody mouth filled with a rotten smell, and bit Robb's calf fiercely.

Before Robb could react, the other two strange beasts had blocked Robb's retreat on the left and right, and then launched an attack.

Robb saw it and waved his hand violently. The power of his mind burst out, and the strange beast in front of him crashed into his companion on the right with a "bang", and they flew backwards together.

Then, he turned around quickly, a silver light flashed in his hand, and the sharp dagger pointed directly at the forehead of the strange beast on his left.

The strange beast, which had already leaped up and was in mid-air, twisted in the air unexpectedly flexibly, narrowly avoiding the dagger. At the same time, the sharp tail spike behind it shot out with a "whoosh", accompanied by a piercing scream, and pointed directly at Robb's eyes which were close at hand with incredible precision.

At such a close distance, if it were someone else, they would have no time to react and would instantly see black.