Kill American Terror, Starting from the Witches’ Coven

An indignant Sara reached out to Bill, and then....

"Oh~ okay! All right! Defeat the abominable her, come on!

In the midst of her brother's crying, Sara finally picked him up helplessly, skillfully took him around in the air a few times, and began to coax him resignedly.

"Alas~~~"

The goblins who had been observing in the gap sighed in unison.

Fortunately, it didn't take long.

Bill is not only not stopping compared to the past, but is getting noisier.

Sara's newly suppressed anger surged into her heart again:

"Stop! Stop it! Otherwise I would have said so..."

"No! I won't.... I wouldn't say that.

Sara suddenly shook her head quickly.

In the next second, Bill's cry became sharper.

Sara glanced at him and couldn't bear to close her eyes any longer:

"I hope... I hope..." "

She's going to say! She's going to say it! The goblins got excited.

"King of the Goblin Kingdom, wherever you are..." Sara lifted Bill high and finally said, "I hope... I hope the goblins will come and get you out now!" "

Boom!

The ear-shattering thunder sounded again.

Sara looked at Bill, who was held high above her head.

One second... Two seconds... Three seconds....

"Sure enough, it's the same as a psychic ritual. How could I expect the elf to show up and take Bill away.

Sara sighed and reluctantly hugged Bill back.

"Stop crying, Bill."

Even before her boyfriend, she was constantly tortured by the baby, so she had no choice but to put Bill, who was still crying, back into the crib, and go downstairs to make a cup of milk powder, hoping to make Bill's mouth stop at that time.

Sara left the room.

Suddenly!

When she came to the hallway, she felt that something was wrong.

What about Bill's cry?

After Mo didn't leave himself, he stopped.

Sara quickly turned her head and looked into the room.

Next second.

"Bill?"

"Bill?"

"Oh God! Bill, don't scare me! Come out quickly! The

crib was empty, and Sarah, who was instantly frightened, rushed to look for it in the room, but there was still none.

"How so?"

Looking at the window that was still closed before, but now it was open, Sara was about to go to check in disbelief.

A mysterious man wearing a black cloak and long hair and whistles suddenly appeared in front of the window.

Sara was startled and seemed to think of something.

"You're him, right? King of the Goblin Kingdom!

Saraton's eyes were red, and he hurriedly pleaded without hesitation: "If that's the case, please give me back my brother."

Hearing this, the Fairy King clasped his hands to his chest, like poetry, and said in an elegant tone: "What has been said is what has been said."

"But I really didn't mean that. Please, tell me where Bill is! Tears rolled in Sarah's eyes.

In the back of her heart, she never wanted to really throw away her brother Bill or anything.

What I just said was just angry words.

Just like doing a psychic ritual with my classmates before, I knew in my heart that it was fake, so I nodded and agreed.

Who ever thought that Candy Man, so many famous horror legends of Bloody Mary have not come true.

How did the casual mention of the Goblin King become a reality.

Sara didn't understand and was very aggrieved at the same time.

......

"Arche!"

Also in the house, Robb, who was witnessing all this in the mirror opposite, couldn't help but snort.

He had just arrived.

Originally, he wanted to observe Sara's family first, so as to think of a good way to trick Sara... Bah ~ brought to the witch academy to study.

As a result, he didn't expect to come in, and found that Sara's younger brother disappeared without a trace, followed by the so-called goblin king appeared.

It happened so fast that he didn't have time to make a move, and he didn't understand how Bill had disappeared.

At this point, we can only look at Sara's representations.

At this moment, in the face of Sara's question, the Fairy King smiled slightly: "You know where he is.

Sara hurriedly stepped forward and pleaded again: "Give him back to me, PLEASE!"

The Goblin King was clear: "Sara, go back to your room, play with your toys, and fiddle with your clothes." Forget your children, as you wished, you will usher in a better life.

"I can't."

Sara is equally adamant.

"I just want my brother back."

The Goblin King smiled and said, "Humans, always half-hearted. In that case..."

he reached back and pointed back, "Bill is there, right in my castle."

Sara quickly looked at it and immediately let out an exclamation.

I don't know when, a new world composed of dull colors appeared in the location that originally belonged to the window.

At the end, a majestic city like a labyrinth rises above the hill.

Sara, who turned the fairy tale into reality, opened her eyes and said, "That..... Is it a castle in the Goblin Kingdom?

The Goblin King nodded: "Go back, this is not a place you can conquer."

"Nope! I must get my brother back! Sara said stubbornly.

No matter how dangerous and difficult it is, she must bring her brother back and make up for her mistakes.

"In that case..."

the Goblin King shook his head, his persuasion was ineffective, and simply pointed to the clock hanging on the branch next

to him, "You have thirteen hours to go through the maze and become one of us in your brother... Forever...... It's a pity~~" The

words fell, and the figure of the goblin king disappeared.

Sara was the only one left.

She finished cheering herself up and said, "It doesn't look that difficult, right."

Sara plucked up her courage and headed for the labyrinth castle without further delay.

A minute later.

Where Sara had been staying, Robb's figure appeared.

"Alien space? Or..."

Robb looked around at the world that was very different from reality, and at the castle made up of labyrinths.

After a while, he withdrew his gaze and placed it on a book with a red cover in his hand.

This is the fantasy storybook that Sara inadvertently left behind just now when she was anxiously looking for her brother.

Nothing special.

It was just that the above "Adventure in the Goblin Kingdom" story, which Sara had read countless times, caught his attention.

After reading it briefly, Robb's eyes flashed.

He took a picture of the horror storybook and said, "Try it." The

horror storybook, which clearly understood the owner's meaning, opened the book and wrote "Sara's Goblin Kingdom Adventure" on a blank page.

Then it was unexpected.

As if there was an invisible force blocking it, no matter how the horror storybook was written, no stroke fell again.

"Sure enough!"

Robb wasn't surprised.

He looked at Sara's distant back and said with a meaningful smile:

"The stories of the people have already begun, and how can you rewrite them."

"Plagiarism is not right."