Kill through American horror, starting from the witches' coven

Chapter 437

Click.

A flame emerged from the rotating gear of the lighter.

The owner of the lighter, a man dressed in a black suit and dressed exactly like the dead accountant, looked at the real situation of the Still Water Prison reflected in the flames and said lightly:

"The famous killer Jason, Max, and Freddy. With these "prisoners" going out to kill those witches and bring back Milton and the Hunting Gun, I think nothing will go wrong."

"We have to make them speed up. Robb had an accident, and the Slender Man has retreated." Another man in a suit who was dressed in the same way reminded him.

Accountants never refer to a person, but a class.

The two who died before and are now standing here can be called accountants.

"Oh? The Slender Man was defeated? Robb's assessment of his strength is wrong?" The accountant who spoke first said in surprise.

The second accountant had a serious expression: "Initially, Robb's evaluation in the Redemption Society was A-level. Now, even S-level is difficult to evaluate accurately."

"Those Redemption Society idiots! We must speed up."

The two accountants quickly issued orders.

......

Inside the Quiet Water Prison.

The man with the hockey mask being questioned by Zoe.

That is, Jason, who is keen on killing promiscuous, marijuana-smoking, and frivolous children, especially those who love to swim naked, never shows mercy; he works honestly, works out every day, and is filial to good children. The famous killer raised the machete in his hand.

Without saying a word.

In the fierce sonic boom, the whole person was like a heavy tank running at high speed, and he slashed at Zoe with a knife with great ferocity.

"So fast!"

Zoey's pupils shrank suddenly.

The speed of Jason's explosion at this moment is definitely not something that ordinary people can catch.

Fortunately, she was prepared.

Boom~~

The mighty power of thought burst out with Zoe as the center.

Jason paused under the fierce repulsive force, and then his whole body retreated backwards involuntarily, and his two long legs dragged a long gully on the ground, and the further he went, the deeper it went.

Without Zoe's reminder, the other witches who were now experienced in combat immediately beat him up.

Flames, whips of thought, vines, etc., all hit Jason.

Boom!

A big pit was quickly blasted out where Jason was.

If it were any other supernatural being, facing the joint attack of the six witches, they would definitely die.

However, when the smoke dissipated and Jason's bumpy and seriously injured body was exposed, the witches were about to breathe a sigh of relief.

The next second, it was visible to the naked eye that Jason's injuries, no matter how severe, were recovering rapidly.

After it pulled out its legs that were deeply stuck in the ground, it looked like nothing had happened to it.

The witches' faces became solemn again.

"Trouble."

Noticing that Jason was much faster than before, Zoe frowned and fought back again.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

For a moment, the whole prison was filled with the sound of fierce fighting.

Although Jason did not have strange abilities, his super strength, elusive speed, high-speed regeneration, and even his strength of becoming stronger and stronger with each battle made him very difficult for the fragile witches.

Once he approached, the witches would have absolutely no power to fight back.

Therefore, under Zoe's command, the witches continued to attack remotely like flying kites.

But doing so could only ease the situation temporarily.

Seeing that Jason was soon full of energy no matter how much he was injured, and that he seemed to have no limit at all, Zoe, who knew what she had to do, had symbols of prophecy and divination flashing in her eyes.

She foresaw and experimented with each future step.

Finally, Zoe's eyes flashed, and she quickly communicated with other witches.

After several rounds of fighting, when Jason landed at his predetermined position, she shouted loudly: "Daphne!"

Daphne understood.

A large amount of spiritual power surged out of her body.

Under Jason's feet, thick vines that had been ambushed for a long time rose from the ground and entangled Jason tightly.

Without Zoe's reminder, Carrie quickly stretched out her hands and faced the machete in Jason's hand.

The latter flew out involuntarily with a whoosh, and fell in the air, just in time to be caught by Adriana, who had teleported and received the lucky blessings of the Sara Flower Fairies.

The next moment, the thick knife light flashed suddenly.

Adriana held the handle of the knife with both hands and burst out the most exciting attack.

Without any surprise, Jason's head was beheaded by his own machete.

The head was thrown far away.

Under the hockey mask, Jason's face had no time to think.

A fierce flame burst out from Celine's palm.out, completely covering its entire head.

Not only her, Zoe also summoned a raging flame, determined to burn Jason's body to ashes.

For this guy who is not in line with the norm and is difficult to kill even by beheading, as Robb said, it is better to burn him clean.

The famous killer Jason was dismembered and burned.

It's not that he is not strong.

In a one-on-one fight, even against Zoe, he can have the upper hand.

It's just that the power of the six witches together is too strong.

If the witches really let go of their hands and feet, the damage and impact they caused will never be weaker than it.

Although he was dismembered, Jason still remained calm as he had experienced it more than once or twice in the past years.

Especially this time, he had a companion.

Swish!

Celine, who was happily setting off her favorite flame, suddenly showed a look of pain on her face.

She lowered her head in disbelief, and a long knife suddenly pierced her chest.

When?

Celine and other witches looked in disbelief.

They stared blankly at another man wearing a white mask who suddenly appeared behind Celine and stabbed her decisively.

With their perception, they had never seen such a person before.

"Celine!"

Daphne, who was the first to react, angrily stretched out her palm to the murderer Max.

With a "bang", the latter flew backwards.

She rushed up and supported Celine, holding her hands tightly to the bleeding wound.

Zoe had no time to be sad, and her eyes were fixed on Max who stood up again in the distance and stood in the moonlight, like a quiet statue.

The other party was like a white mask with no expression on his face.

No murderous intent, no anger, no bloodthirstiness. No desire.

Not even evil.

Only when you look back suddenly, you will find that in a corner, there is a man wearing a white mask staring at you indifferently.

After a blink of an eye, the other party disappeared.

In another blink of an eye, the other party appeared in a new place, staring at you all the time.

Quiet.

Panic.