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

Robb was not surprised.

Just like American police always show up at the last minute.

It is a luxury to want to rely on a supreme witch who is always out of touch.

boom! boom! boom!

The army of zombies had already caught up with them, and now they were not only banging on the door, but also knocking on the windows.

Fortunately, we learned a lesson from the Minotaur last time.

At Robb's suggestion, the windows on the first floor were renovated and not only were tempered glass produced in China installed, but the door was also replaced with a thicker type.

The resurrected corpse couldn't come in for a while.

Robb was about to lead a group of people upstairs and use the narrow stairs to launch a counterattack.

Zoe suddenly stood up, looked at her hands, and said hesitantly: "I think I have a way to deal with the resurrected corpses outside."

Robb stopped and looked at Zoe. Knowing her character, he didn't ask any more questions. He nodded confidently and said, "Then let's give it a try."

After saying that, he simply took Zoe to open the door.

"Wait! Is this the decision?" Madison asked in surprise.

This is too fast.

Can the decision be made in just one or two sentences?

Robb waved his hand: "Madison, be ready to respond at any time."

"Okay." Madison pouted.

Although she was a little unhappy about the tacit understanding and trust between the two, she still had to do what she had to do.

Arriving at the door and holding the door handle, Robb glanced at Zoe. After getting an affirmative nod from her, he slowly opened the door without hesitation.

roar~~

The excited roar came first.

Immediately afterwards, one after another pitch-black arms appeared, like zombies coming out of a cage, rushing through the gaps with great madness and desire, and not willing to wait a moment to grab Robb and Zoe who were nearby.

Zoe, who saw this, raised her hands calmly, pointing her palms at the zombie, and a powerful force burst out from her body.

"Dust to dust, ashes to ashes, return to your world!"

Boom~~

An invisible shock wave instantly erupted from Zoe's palm, sweeping towards all the zombies outside the door.

The next second, Robb, who was also affected, seemed to be fine.

Plop…plop…plop…

Outside the door, the zombies that had been so violent before suddenly became quiet, and then like dominoes, they fell down one after another without any life, which looked very spectacular.

at the same time.

Inside the Voodoo Queen's secret room.

Mary, who was floating, trembled all over, and fell from the air with a "bang", and her back hit the cold floor hard.

Chantal, who was waiting nearby, quickly helped her up and asked anxiously and puzzledly, "What's wrong?"

Mary coughed heavily a few times, opened her eyes, and said in a bad tone, "In that house, a powerful force interrupted my witchcraft."

Chantal quickly asked, "Is it Fiona?"

"No! Another white witch! Younger, with endless possibilities."

Mary looked unhappy.

Not only because his personal efforts yielded no results, but also because there was such an anomaly among the white witches.

This is definitely not a good thing for the black and white witches as the conflict between them becomes increasingly intense.

Mary thought for a moment and quickly ordered, "Inform Hank that if he still wants to save his life, he doesn't have to kill Cordelia, but he must kill those young white witches in the witch school."

“Also, gather more voodoo practitioners here. Don’t forget Justifa and Cecil. They have been hiding in the suburbs for a long time. It’s time for them to move. You know…”

"The real war has begun!"

……

Witch school.

When Zoe saw all the zombies fall down under her power, she looked at her hands in disbelief.

Not to mention other people.

"Zoe, you are so amazing! What kind of spell is that?" Queenie, who had just returned from a walk in the courtyard, asked Zoe with shock on her face.

Zoe hesitated and said, "I...I don't know. I just had a feeling at the time...I felt I could deal with them, so I took action."

"This is a powerful talent that belongs only to Zoe!" Nan ran over and said with a happy face.

After saying that, she turned her head and looked at Madison who was muttering to herself, "Madison, it's useless for you to envy me. You can't learn it."

"I'm envious? Humph!"

Madison snorted coldly and quickened her pace away from Nan.

Rather than being envious, she was worried about Zoe's speed of progress.

I have always been the most powerful among the young witches, which is why Robb chose me as his partner.

Now that she sees Zoe becoming more and more useful, she only feels that her status is declining. How can she not be worried?

We must think of other solutions.

Madison glanced at Robb.

At this time, Robb also looked at Zoe with surprise.

He hadn't noticed it before, but he hadn't expected that his cheap girlfriend had such powerful psychic abilities.

Yes, psychic.

Not only can Zoe detect and communicate with spirits such as ghosts more easily than others, she can also forcibly expel them.

She was the one who easily drove away the resurrected corpse.

Robb couldn't help but think of how he dealt with the golden-armed evil spirit.

If we take Zoe with us now, I'm afraid there's no need to cast an exorcism spell. I can just raise my hand and send her back to hell.

What a powerful ability.

Robb felt like he had traveled to the wrong place.

Look at the people around her, Madison who can make the bus spin in the air easily; Queenie who stabbed herself and nothing happened, but killed others; Zoe who has psychic abilities and is even more powerful than Myrtle who came to pick her up; Fiona who has the most powerful ability; and Cordelia who inherited her blood and everything.

If a real fight breaks out, you have to launch a sneak attack first and kill the enemy with one blow.

Otherwise, the only fate that awaits him is to be killed in return.

Such a character should appear in the later plots.

The correct way for me to travel through time should be to fight against small minions like resurrected zombies and ghosts that can only scare people.

Who would have thought that he would be involved in such a difficult dungeon as the Black and White Witch War.

Robb looked at the corpses scattered across the courtyard outside, then looked at his own small body and sighed slightly.

Chapter 52 Chapter The Wrath of the Supreme Witch

No matter how you complain in your heart, you still have to live with reality.

Robb waved his hand to Spalding, then pointed to the courtyard outside and said:

"Spalding, call Delphi down, and go deal with the bodies outside together."

Now that it's dark, we must deal with all the bodies outside.

Otherwise, if someone saw me the next day, they would think a super killer had appeared here.

Spalding nodded silently.

He had done nothing before, and now is the time to demonstrate his value.

Afterwards, Robb said hello to the girls and went upstairs to wash up.

After bumping into the zombies, he had a foul smell on him.

It's not just him.

Zoe couldn't stand the nausea anymore and followed him upstairs.

However, she did not go to her own room, but came to Robb very naturally, and they took a bath together.

An hour later, the bathroom door filled with white steam opened.

Zoe, wrapped only in a bath towel, looked at Robb with a red face, happiness mixed with a little regret.

Robb knew what she regretted.

For this purpose, he even privately asked Cordelia, who had rich theories on magic.

The latter admitted to him that unless the target is a wizard and the difference in magical power is not too big, he can withstand Zoe's Black Widow price.

The so-called magic power, for Robb, refers to spirituality.

Therefore, for the sake of one's own happiness, one has to accommodate more supernatural beings.

From another perspective, although he fell into a high-difficulty copy, he was able to contain the supernatural faster and improve himself with the help of others.

Robb looked at his personal page.

【Physique: 2.0】

【Spirituality: 1.0】

[Abilities: Fire control; Mind control; Health]

Compared to the initial situation of 1.1 physique, 0.1 spirituality, and no ability, the improvement is undoubtedly a leap forward.

And this took less than a month.

"It's a pity that we didn't gain anything from fighting tonight." Robb glanced at the motionless pages and the shelter.

The Book of Confinement doesn't favor the resurrected.

Yes, to put it bluntly, the army of zombies are all unconscious puppets summoned by the Voodoo Queen Mary using her own magic power.

If all of this can be accommodated, then I will undoubtedly have grasped a path to wealth.

Not to mention catching the Voodoo Queen.

As long as I capture a group of voodoo practitioners and let them continuously create zombies for me, I can easily set up shelters.

Robb shook his head, came back to his senses and said goodbye to Zoe as she left.

Since they couldn't fight with real weapons, it was ultimately torture for the two of them to lie in bed together.

"Robb!"

Just as Robb was about to close the door after seeing Zoe off, he heard Nan calling him.

"Luke is still here. Robb, help me take him back."

Robb slapped his forehead, almost forgetting that there was a sleeping Luke here.

He walked into Nan's room, glanced at Luke who was sleeping soundly on the bed, and joked to Nan, "Are you sure you want to take him back? Now is a good time to make it a done deal."

When Nan heard this, she was quite tempted, but finally shook her head and said, "Luke and I both prefer to let nature take its course."

"alright."

That was all Robb said.

Without Nan's help, he carried Luke on his shoulders and walked towards the next room.

Luke's mother, the controlling woman who was also a religious fanatic, was not there.