death bird

Chapter 44

Hearing Edward's words, the clown stared blankly at the double-faced man, but couldn't make a sound, only whining.

"You say, it doesn't matter. I can understand it, and he can understand it."

What he was referring to was of course another demonic face behind his head.

Edward stood in front of the clown man, holding a cane, and staring directly at the terrifying clown in front of him.There was more and more green smoke, and there were many deformed people, no, deformed ghosts, or there was blood on the chest, or there were strangle marks on the neck, and they slowly walked behind him.

Under Edward's intense gaze, the clown slowly took off his mask, revealing a more terrifying mouth.His entire mouth was blown apart as if it had been blasted by a bullet. There were almost no teeth, and the flesh of the lips was connected to the mouth. Even Fiona, who was used to seeing scary creatures, had to admit that it was a bit scary. It's his time.

The clown could only make the sound of ababa ababa, but Edward listened very seriously, and his face gradually took on a sympathetic look: "My rule is that whenever someone performs a freak show on Halloween, I will choose one of them. People who are truly deformed physically and mentally are brought to hell, and this year is you."

The fat female ghost who had been hacked by an ax before also surrounded her at this moment, looked at the clown, and said in a soothing voice, "Don't worry, it's fine, just a little pain will be fine."

Edward took out a dagger from his arms, and quickly plunged into the clown's heart, but the donated blood did not splatter, but was slowly inhaled by the dagger. At the same time, the devil face behind his head let out a shrill laugh Voice.

The green smoke was at its thickest at this time, and Fiona, who was standing in the distance, had to use witchcraft to barely see the scene here.

Amidst the green smoke, a soul dressed in a neat clown suit and with a restored mouth slowly flew up from the corpse of the clown.Edward saw the soul and smiled slightly: "Welcome to join us." Then there was a gust of wind, and all the ghosts disappeared in the forest with green smoke.

Fiona stared blankly at the group of ghosts who came and left as soon as they said they wanted to, she was taken aback for a moment, then hurriedly ran to the shabby stage to scan around, then stamped her feet angrily, Seems like a good show was missed.

The woman locked in the wooden box saw Fiona yelling for help. Fiona glanced at her, curled her lips, and opened her bondage with a supernatural power.

"Hey! This is the end?! So boring! No, there is another big show, I can't miss it!"

Fiona remembered the theme of her sneaking this time, and hurriedly ran towards the witch's battlefield, regardless of the other two men who were still tied up.

At this time, the battlefield of witches is in chaos. After all, although witches have unique mana, they are women after all. They have been fighting for more than an hour now, and many witches with insufficient mana can no longer use any mana. , can only start the most primitive battle, that is, wrestling. . . .

Everyone knows about fights between women.Several black women and white witches wrestled together, scratching their hair, slapping their ears, screaming one after another, and those with murder weapons were also beaten away by witchcraft long ago. Looking from a distance, they looked like a group of shrews fighting in groups. Well, simply primitive enough.

When Fiona arrived, she saw the group of once extremely elegant white witches wrestling with shrews, her jaw almost dropped: "It's really exciting..."

Even Anna Li and Mary Lavin couldn't bear to watch this unsightly scene.

Mary Lavin yelled, "Get out of the way! You white bastards!"

Then she rolled her eyes and let out a high-pitched cry, as if calling for something.

In an instant, countless hisses sounded from all around, and the poisonous snakes in the ten-mile radius of New Orleans seemed to have been summoned, and they crawled towards the battlefield one after another.

Mary Lavine's screams even woke Ivan from his meditation not far away in the Elsa Freak Show camp.

Ivan sensed the huge voodoo magic power not far away, and the countless poisonous snakes passing by Ivan's feet "hissing" and running towards the battlefield. He also knew that the war between witches had started.

The little demon transformed by Buffalo also flapped its wings and followed Ivan, and couldn't help but said: "This voodoo queen does have two brushes. This summoning technique can also be ranked number one in hell."

Ivan heard Baphomet's words, after all, he was still worried about Annali's battle situation, and said to Baphomet: "Speak to Lucifer for me," and then hurried to the witch's battlefield.

Because Ivan had awakened the teleportation witchcraft, his figure came to Fiona's side in a few seconds.The witch battlefield at this time can be described as a grand scene.

Holding a crutch in her hand, Annali chanted profound arcana, and formed a huge white light curtain in front of her, protecting all the clansmen behind her.The huge and holy power created a strong lethality, making all the poisonous snakes turn to ashes as if they were burned by flames when they touched this light curtain.

Seeing Annali's powerful white magic, Mary Lavin couldn't help sneering: "Annali, although you have to admit that your holy light technique is really powerful, but Xinaoliang has thousands of poisonous snakes, how long can you block it?! "

After finishing speaking, Mary Lavin let out another long howl, and all the poisonous snakes rushed towards Annali's light curtain even more crazily like chicken blood. This desperate look really made Annali's light curtain start It shook a little, and finally some poisonous snakes were able to pass through the light curtain.

After all, Annali is old, and her body in her 60s can no longer compare with the eternally youthful Mary Lavin.Ivan was well aware of Annali's physical condition, so he quickly swayed out balls of flames, and a red dragon flew out in an instant, burning the fire snakes that passed through the light curtain to death one by one.Flame is what Fiona is best at, and she is naturally not far behind, shooting out firelight.

"Oh?! Quite powerful witchcraft! Young people are terrifying!"

Seeing that two children who were only 9 years old were able to cast such profound magic, Mary Lavin held back her frown. In fact, the Holy Light against Analy had almost exhausted her mana. Adding two more, she knew very well that the scene would soon come to an end. A one-sided scene emerges.

"Papa Reg! It's time to show the power of your demon god! Protect my people and kill the enemies in front of you!"

Mary Lavin broke her heart, took out a dagger and cut her palm, drew a giant snake circle on the ground with donated blood, and recited the ancient African aboriginal language.

The blood donation began to flow on the circle, like poisonous snakes crawling, black smoke came out of it, and a dark cloud began to cover the moonlight.

A middle-aged man dressed in ancient African aboriginal costume, with cockscomb feathers on his head and totems on his face, slowly crawled out from the ground of the magic circle.