Kill American Terror, Starting From the Witches’ Coven

Chapter 262

Robb didn't expect that a random supernatural being would be so powerful.

The number of paranormal phenomena in Nanbang seems to be small, but the quality is very good.

Robb, who was thinking this way, looked at the last sentence about the old ghost [Introduction] in the Book of Containment, with a thoughtful look on his face.

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"Not subject to hell?"

Sure enough, there is hell here too.

Robb thought to himself.

By the way, does the hell here mean the same thing as America’s hell?

The meaning of what I just said. Is it because the old ghost didn't make it to hell, or is it because he was an outlaw and lived alone?

The amount of information was so small that Robb couldn't understand it for a while.

He shook his head and looked under the bridge, which was still dark but no longer eerie.

An urban horror legend has solved itself.

The quality is quite good.

One account will cost 300 containment points.

Then keep up the good work.

There are many horror legends here in Seoul.

Park Ji-hyun himself is a paranormal horror enthusiast, and he previously joined the "Horror Time" column group.

Never mind whether the latter is fake.

At least for the information on horror legends, they collected the information in great detail.

Since then, as Park Ji-hyun worked tirelessly day and night to act as an intelligence officer for Robb, while also constantly handling logistics and cheering him on, Robb's operations were becoming more and more efficient.

Although more than 95% of urban horror legends are false.

But the more times you do it, the more you will encounter one or two that are true.

To Robb's surprise, all the resentful ghosts he met were no weaker than the old ghosts under the iron bridge, and some were even much stronger.

This cost me a lot of effort, and I even got a little injured when I faced a particularly weird female ghost in red.

But it's all worth it.

Seeing the hundreds and hundreds of shelters piled up, Robb felt very good.

I'm used to America's uneven food, but suddenly I got some high-quality food, which was a great experience.

The only regret is that the number of such resentful ghosts is too small.

But those weak resentful ghosts never noticed it, and it looked a little abnormal no matter how you looked at it.

a new day.

After routinely feeding intelligence officer and logistics officer Park Ji-hyun, Robb continued to search the city with doubts in his heart.

This time, he came to Myeongdong, Jung-gu, which he had never been to before. This is a very representative mid-to-high-end shopping street in Hanguo.

When passing a large shopping mall, Robb glanced at it out of habit.

"Huh?"

A trace of surprise flashed across his face, and his eyes quickly locked on a young man wearing a salesman's vest who was lingering at the entrance of the mall.

The other party looked confused and wanted to enter the mall, but for some reason he always stopped at the last step.

Finally, after hesitating for a moment, the man in the vest turned away with a sigh and blended into the passing crowd.

This is a dead soul.

Robb confirmed.

He was in no hurry to take action.

There was no resentment on the other side, and he didn't look like the terrifying resentful ghost he had seen before.

It's just...

Robb looked at the back of the man's head.

It was as if it had been hit hard. Not only was it deeply sunken, but the flesh and blood inside was even more blurry.

Just at this time, several men and women also wearing salesman's vests passed by Robb and commented:

“It’s such a shame Chengxun.”

"Yes! I heard that his mother was seriously ill and was hospitalized. To pay for the hospital expenses, he kept applying to work overtime in the mall. He never expected to be overtired and faint, and the back of his head happened to hit a sharp corner."

"This child's life is so miserable!"

"I don't know how much the shopping mall's pension will be? With Director Li's character... ugh~"

"..."

Hearing this, Robb looked at the badge hanging on the chest of the man in the waistcoat.

In the name column, it was written "Jin Chengxun".

"A person who died not long ago..."

This was the first time Robb had seen such a fresh ghost.

The powerful resentful ghosts that he had dealt with before were all old ghosts.

They all have one thing in common, that is, they are earth-bound spirits and never leave their own territory.

The same goes for the evil spirits in Kunyanji Psychiatric Hospital.

Unlike the ghost named "Kim Sung Hoon" seen now.

Under Robb's gaze, he ignored the people around him and went further and further away, unseen by people.

Robb wondered where it was going and followed it.

that's all.

One ghost and another, one behind the other, walked through the crowded streets and kept walking.

The dead Jin Chengxun's eyes were blank, as if he didn't know where to go.

But Robb observed that the other party had been walking in one direction, very purposefully.

Maybe it doesn't know it, just relying on instinct,

Or maybe you were called by a certain type of existence and followed subconsciously.

Half an hour later.

After walking in silence, Jin Chengxun finally stopped in front of a three-story red brick house with a retro and beautiful appearance.

It stared blankly at the red brick bungalow, motionless.

Robb followed, a look of interest on his face.

This bungalow is not simple.

Robb noticed that pedestrians on the street didn't even look at this very attractive bungalow when they passed by.

It's not that they have no interest, but that they subconsciously ignore the existence of bungalows.

Similar to the witch college where Robb lived before and set up an isolation spell.

“I didn’t expect to find such a place here.”

Robb opened his spiritual vision and looked at the bungalow in front of him.

From a perspective that only he could see, the bright spiritual light was bursting out from the bungalow.

This is by no means what the other person really looks like.

At some point, the house truly reveals itself.

Robb judged.

The spiritual eyes shining with silver light penetrate the surface and continue to penetrate deeper.

The next second.

Robb's expression suddenly changed.

Supernatural! Supernatural! Supernatural!

Living in this bungalow now, there are a lot of supernatural beings beyond my imagination!

Their number was at least ten times that of the Redemption Society supernatural detention base that I had seen at one time.

No wonder!

I have been walking around Seoul for so long, but I haven’t found many supernatural things.

It turned out that they were all hiding here.

Robb couldn't help but lick his lips.

For him who is determined to solve the great goal of supernatural disasters, the attraction of the house in front of him is really too great.

He glanced at the neon sign beside the door of the bungalow that had not yet been turned on.

"Hotel Del Luna".

Is this a hotel?

Deluna?

What's the meaning?

Could it be that he typed "Druid" by mistake?

Weird name.

Robb scoffed inwardly.

Watching Jin Chengxun step up the steps, walk through the long stairs, and enter the Del Luna Hotel.

Robb did not hesitate and walked into the hotel.

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The hotel door was pushed open.

Without any obstacles, Robb came in easily.

look around.

Jin Chengxun, who came in earlier, has disappeared.

The interior of the first floor, which is not too big, seems to be the reception area.

The overall style is like that of the last century.

no computer.

Old-fashioned table lamps and chandeliers are placed separately, and together with the oil paintings on the wall, it gives people a sense of Western elegance and weight.

"Is there no one?"

Robb knocked on the counter, waited politely for a while, and when no hotel staff arrived, he went to the elevator on his own.

Ding dong~

The elevator door opens.

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