Kill American Terror, Starting from the Witches’ Coven

Ed's eyes froze.

The wind chimes hanging outside the eaves are not ordinary objects, but spiritualist bells to be exact.

If there is a supernatural haunt nearby, it will sound automatically.

At this moment, the conjuring bells did not sound one of them, but a long row of all the conjuring bells were shaking.

What this means, experienced Ed and Rowling know very well.

Something happened to the museum!

Rowling quickly got up and said, "Ed, inform Father Delen."

Ed quickly started the phone with a solemn face.

After all this.

He took the cross, the Bible, and the holy water, and with his wife, opened the doors of the museum in chains, and came to deal with the problem himself.

They have encountered such a situation too many times in their lives, and although they are serious and solemn, they do not feel afraid.

Click... Click....

The moment when the tightly sealed lock cylinder chains were all opened, Ed habitually pulled Rowling behind him and took the lead.

Just pushed the door.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Silver or wooden crosses hanging from the door and on the surrounding walls fell like dumplings.

Ed clung to the cross around his neck and strode inside without flinching.

Didn't take a few steps.

Ed's pupils shrank suddenly.

Just because he saw an extremely shocking scene.

As if he had been baptized by a tornado, many spirits with different shapes and hideous appearances appeared one after another, and rushed towards the center of the museum, a young man he did not know at all, crying and howling.

"Be careful!"

Before he had time to shock the scene of the night walk of a hundred ghosts, Ed anxiously shouted to the young man.

While speaking, he even ignored his old leg and rushed over to help.

However, in the next second, Ed's footsteps suddenly stopped.

Only because of the suddenness, the overwhelming scorching flames completely reflected his pupils.

In the midst of the screams of the ghosts, in the middle of the fire, there was nothing at all, as if the young man who had come to step on the blue turned his head and nodded towards Ed.

Seeing this, Ed couldn't help but swallow his spit.

He didn't remember that he had included such a strong supernatural in the museum.

......

The Warrens have spent most of their lives dealing with supernatural events in their extensive collection.

Although most of them are stained with a bit of supernatural aura, there is no real threat.

But the remaining real part is still enough to put the loot in Robb's office to shame.

At this moment, under the awakening of Annabelle, not only ferrymen, black devil dogs, ghost warriors, ghost brides, and other large and small supernatural beings also appeared.

If they are at their peak, with Robb's strength, they have to temporarily avoid the edge in the face of all kinds of strange spiritual existences.

However, now, although under the power of Annabelle, many long-dormant spirits have been revived.

But the Warrens haven't done nothing all these years.

Decades of sealing, coupled with exorcisms from church priests every once in a while, have completely disappeared from many supernatural beings.

If it still exists, the strength is not as good as before.

Robb was not frightened and had fun with the harvest.

Using the Phantom Shift to play teleportation with the ghost bride, he tossed and turned, and after a quick step, he ripped off the wedding dress on his body and burned it clean, and then dismantled the ghost warrior's armor and the hunchbacked man's horse lantern.

Just as he was about to clean up all the miscellaneous things that followed, he didn't expect the owner of the museum to come.

It's not good to smash all the bottles, jars and cans in front of people's owners.

Inevitably the night grew and dreamed a lot, and the huge spirituality in Robb's body simply exploded, and this was the scene of the burning sea just now.

After all this, Robb looked at Ed.

Much older than he thought.

Also, the Warrens were active in the last era, and now more than ten years have passed since the millennium, which is also considered to be this age.

However, compared to his peers who are already in a wheelchair and are already speechless, Ed's body still looks quite strong.

Just like now, running a few steps is still full of wind and fire.

Robb nodded politely to Ed.

Unexpectedly, the other party had a ghostly expression.

Ghost?

Yourself?

Robb was keenly aware of this and was about to explain.

Rowling, who arrived slowly, first glanced at Robb in surprise, then pulled her husband, smiled and said:

"Ed, don't worry." This young man is not what you think. He has no malice. Hearing

this, Ed didn't ask much, and simply sighed with relief, as Rowling said, he relaxed his heart.

Robb looked at Rowling who came back with some surprise, and then his eyes froze, and his face showed a solemn look.

In Rowling, he saw a circle of white light.

Intense white light!

For a long time, when mediums introduced themselves, they had a saying, that is, there was a circle of white light around their bodies to protect themselves from strange and mysterious things.

Although he has a professional certificate from the North American Psychic Association, Robb, who seems to be fake, but in fact can be considered real, does not know much about his fellow mediums, just as they are boasting about themselves.

After all, this is normal behavior.

As a result, I didn't see that what the other party said was the truth.

At this moment, under the spiritual perspective, looking at the dazzling white light around Rowling's body, Robb really understood the reason why so many spiritual items were piled together like a cheat, and there was no big deal for decades.

As far as the circle of protective spiritual white light that has been accumulated over the decades on the surface of Rowling's body, not to mention those half-crippled spirits, even the current Robb is difficult to break when he really moves.

Of course, this refers to the direction of supernatural abilities.

If you give Robb a gun, it will be easier to kill Rowling.

......

The misunderstanding has been eliminated.

Noticing that Rowling's eyes were full of experience and wisdom and looked at him again, Robb, who knew that the famous medium, had also discovered his situation, was about to say hello.

Squeak~Squeak~

Some years old rocking chair shakes again.

Robb, Ed, and Rowling immediately turned their heads to look.

Under the solemn gaze of the three.

Annabelle was sitting on it, her long eyelashes blinking in the smiling face that had been open.

Next second.

Its somewhat painted neck turned stiffly, from left to right, its gaze shifted from Robb to Ed and finally to Rowling.

Phew~~

A light breeze came from nowhere.

By the way, I brought a small note that said:

"Long time no see."

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