Kill through American horror, starting from the witches' coven

Chapter 222

Warren Museum of the Supernatural.

In the deepest part of the exhibit.

In a transparent holy cabinet, a doll named Annabelle was leaning against the back of a chair, sitting still and obediently.

This situation has been going on for a long time.

Until a strange scream sounded from a mirror in the museum, and then a piece of ancient mirror fragment shot out from the mirror surface.

Although it was quickly crushed by a hand that stretched out from the mirror.

But the owner of the palm did not notice that a wisp of strange power in the ancient mirror fragment had been separated earlier and rushed straight to the holy cabinet in the deepest part of the museum.

Click.

The switch of the holy cabinet sounded.

Almost at the same time, Annabelle, who had been silent, blinked and looked at the world happily.

......

As an uninvited guest, Robb didn't know where he was at first.

Until he saw a doll in a transparent cabinet wearing a white dress and always with a bright and strange smile on her face.

Robb's first reaction felt a little familiar.

Then, a flash of inspiration suddenly occurred to him.

Isn't this Annabelle?

He still knows the famous ghost king.

So this is the Warrens' supernatural museum?

He ran to Connecticut.

No wonder!

There are so many items related to the supernatural here.

Robb suddenly realized.

Squeak~~

At this moment, the door of the holy cabinet in front of him suddenly opened slowly.

Robb's eyes fixed and looked quickly.

Click~ Click!

The doll named Annabelle twisted its stiff neck and smiled at him.

Their eyes met.

Robb, who felt a chill rushing to his body, rushed to the holy cabinet without saying a word, and grabbed Annabelle's head with his big hand.

Let you laugh!

The next second, he missed.

Annabelle disappeared instantly.

Squeak~squeak~

The shaking sound was heard.

Robb turned his head quickly and saw Annabelle, who had just disappeared, sitting on the rocking chair. While enjoying the leisure time, she smiled brightly at Robb again.

But this time her eyes looked particularly cold.

Clank~clank~clank~

The shaking sounds of various masks, statues and other objects around became more intense at this moment.

From Robb's spiritual perspective, it can be seen that the spiritual fluctuations in the entire room are several times greater than before.

Robb's face remained calm.

Although there are many items related to the supernatural in this museum.

But most of them are just stained with the spirit breath. After so many years of sealing and baptism, they have become ordinary things.

Even if some of them are still weird, they can scare people, but they are not enough to hurt people. They cannot be compared with real supernatural objects, such as horror story books.

Otherwise, the Warrens would not have been alive and kicking for so many years.

The main reason for the current situation of a group of ghosts dancing wildly is still the unsealed Annabelle.

Robb looked at Annabelle with a serious face.

It is called the ghost king not only because of its powerful strength, but also because it has the ability to command and awaken the ghosts.

Of course, in addition to Annabelle, there are still a few truly supernatural beings in the museum.

For example, now.

Thump~thump~thump~

One after another, silver coins covered the entire ground and rushed towards Robb again.

"Looking for death!"

Robb glanced in the direction of Annabelle, and the other party disappeared again, leaving only the rocking chair that kept shaking.

In this case, let's get rid of the miscellaneous soldiers in front of us first.

Robb stretched out his hand and pressed, and all the silver coins that rolled over stopped moving.

He looked at the direction where the silver coins rolled.

It was a dark area that was out of tune with the entire museum, without a trace of light.

Even he couldn't see what was inside.

The sixth sense in the dark warned himself not to enter.

Robb was not stubborn.

Since he was not going in, he would let those bad guys who were always throwing coins come out.

Robb stretched out his hand and pushed, and all the silver coins retreated quickly like bullets with a "whoosh".

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

A series of collisions sounded from the darkness.

Then, a movement different from the rolling sound of silver coins finally appeared.

Tap... tap... tap...

With the sound of stiff footsteps, men and women with livid skin, no breath, and eyes strangely covered by silver coins walked out of the darkness.

Seeing this scene, Robb thought of a rumor.

In ancient Greek mythology, after a person dies, the soul enters the underworld and has to cross the Styx. The boatman responsible for ferrying the soul will ask the living for a bribe, so the living put two coins on the eyes of the deceased as tolls.

I didn't expect to encounter this in America today.

Robb was about to take action.Suddenly.

A silver coin fell from the eyes of the dead man who came out.

Clank.

The silver coin fell to the ground, making a crisp sound while spinning.

Unlike before, this time Robb couldn't help but look down.

Clank! Clank! Clank!

Then, all the silver coins fell from the eyes of the dead man one by one.

Robb suddenly had the urge to pick them all up.

Just as he bent down to prepare for action, all the dead men moved.

They stretched out their hands at a very fast speed.

Almost in the blink of an eye, countless hands fell on Robb's body, exerting force, trying to drag him into the depths of darkness.

Wow~~

A strange cry of a child sounded.

Robb's figure disappeared, replaced by a straw voodoo doll.

The voodoo doll held by many dead men was torn to pieces at once.

Robb, who used his substitute to dodge the attack, appeared on the other side.

"I underestimated you."

Robb said coldly, with a dazzling fire flashing in his eyes.

Boom!

A fire dragon was summoned out of thin air, and it wrapped around all the dead people tightly.

Roar~~

For the first time, the dead people from the Styx screamed like beasts.

But no matter how they struggled, they could not get rid of the dragon's restraints, and finally turned into ashes.

[Shelter Points +30]

[Shelter Points +30]

[Shelter Points +30]

......

A large number of shelter points were added, making Robb look into the depths of darkness with expectation.

But before the latter could react.

The fighting, screaming, and roaring that seemed like being on a battlefield suddenly rang in Robb's ears.

Not only that, a thick fog rose from the museum, and it surged, covering him completely.

Soon.

Aww~~

A familiar wolf howl sounded from the fog.

In the thick fog, a huge black wolf suddenly appeared from behind Robb, opening its mouth ferociously, ready to swallow Robb in one bite.

Snap!

A hand held the wolf's head tightly.

Robb, with divination symbols flashing in his eyes, turned around and looked at the black wolf indifferently, saying: "I've been waiting for you."

After saying that, he grabbed the palm of his hand wrapped in the power of thought.

With a loud "bang", the huge body of the black wolf turned into wisps of fog like a balloon exploding, and merged into the fog.

Robb did not give it time to breathe.

The huge thought turned into a storm, crushing the surrounding fog and the black wolf that was recondensing.

Plop.

On a bookshelf not far away, an ancient book about the "Black Demon Dog" fell from the bookshelf and eventually turned into ashes.

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Florida Express: A man stole a truck and went to a military base to inform the military that aliens were invading the earth. After being arrested, the man said that the president sent him a telepathic message on the day of the incident, asking him to drive and inform the government immediately that aliens were fighting with Chinese dragons and the safety of the earth was imminent. So he learned from the plot of the movie and stole a car to go to the military base, performing telepathy with the president to the officers on the spot, and then nothing happened.