69novels Chapter 239
Chapter 239
Knock...knock...knock...
After a while, a rhythmic knock on the door sounded.
A voice that was very familiar to Sarah came along:
"It's me, open the door."
This time, Sarah did not hesitate and quickly asked Rude to remove all obstacles in front of the door.
After opening the door and seeing the familiar face, Sarah finally breathed a sigh of relief:
"Robb~~"
Robb patted Sarah's head and praised: "You did a good job this time. I have been ready to respond to your call, Sarah."
"Of course! I am the one who successfully passed the test of the goblin king." Sarah raised her little face and couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth.
But soon, she said a little embarrassedly: "I almost summoned it just now."
"You are great to be able to hold on for so long, Sarah." Robb said.
"Wait until we get back to the academy..."
He was about to continue.
A series of hurried running and roaring sounds rang out outside the house, getting closer and closer.
"Outsider, you have offended the greatest twine ball!"
"Death is your only way to atone for your sins!"
"Hand over the girl! She wants to visit the twine ball!"
"..."
All of a sudden, the whole town seemed to wake up.
Amid the heavy footsteps, they had already appeared in the sight of Robb and Sara. The first to arrive came angrily with sticks or guns.
"Who are they? And why do you always ask me to visit the twine ball?"
With Robb by her side, Sara asked puzzledly without worrying about safety issues.
She originally guessed that everyone who came to the town would be invited to visit the twine ball.
Now it seems that only she, but Robb is not among the invited.
"Maybe the twine ball prefers beautiful and cute little girls." Robb smiled slightly.
"Thank you for the compliment. It would be better if you remove the word 'little' and just call it 'girl'."
Just as children always yearn for the world of adults, Sara said with a little dissatisfaction in her joy.
She doesn't think of herself as a "little girl".
Whether in mind or figure.
Facing Robb's gaze, Sarah proudly straightened her chest.
But it only lasted for a few seconds, and she shrank back shyly.
Robb had to admit that in comparison, Zoe, Madison and others were still a little behind.
Feeling that he had a long way to go, Robb carried Sarah to the open space outside the house.
Not long after, everyone in the town arrived.
Not many, only about sixty or seventy people.
Much less than expected.
One thing is worth noting.
Among the people who came, there were young men and women, middle-aged and elderly people, but there were no children.
Not even people of Sarah's age.
Robb said thoughtfully: "It seems that I guessed right. Twine Ball likes children the most."
Sarah naturally knew what Robb meant by "favorite".
Thinking of how she almost visited the twine ball before, she approached Robb with some fear and said:
"What are these people?"
"People? They can no longer be called people. To be precise, they should be puppets of the twine ball."
At the end, Robb looked at a bungalow with a pointed roof and the American flag hanging on it not far away.
The pride of this town, the largest twine ball in the United States, is there.
Let's deal with the miscellaneous soldiers in front of us first.
Robb, who had made up his mind, looked at the townspeople who were gradually surrounding him, looking hideous and weird.
He smiled and said to Sarah on the side:
"Sarah, do you want to have a bonfire party?"
Sarah did not spoil the fun: "Of course."
So, without waiting for the townspeople who had already become puppets of the twine ball and helped the evil to react, Robb looked around.
Instantly!
A series of sky-high torches covered all the townspeople who surrounded him without exception.
In a moment, the dark sky was dispelled by the bright flames, and a lively bonfire party began.
The only difference was that the laughter that was supposed to come was replaced by screams.
Looking at Sarah's forced smile, Robb shrugged.
It seems that it was messed up.
He snapped his fingers.
The burning torches suddenly rushed upwards, like a fierce fire into oil, burning the townspeople to ashes more quickly.
A bonfire party ended in vain.
After that, Robb didn't say anything more and took Sarah to the center of the town, which was also a signature place, in front of the bungalow with the largest hemp rope ball in the United States.
Pushing open the glass door, most of the space inside was occupied by a huge hemp rope ball that was much taller than a person.
On the surrounding walls, there were historical photos and newspapers about hemp rope balls.
When Robb and Sarah stepped in,, the radio broadcasting the introduction of the twine ball in the room was broadcasting in a loop:
"Welcome to Cork Town, where you can find the largest twine ball in the United States, created by Greg Cork in 1954. The twine ball weighs nearly 20,000 pounds and is 14 feet tall. It is a modern miracle made of linen thread... Mr. Cork is a doting father who created the twine ball in memory of his two children. For 29 years, he spent several hours every day winding the twine ball until he was finally able to show his achievements to the town..."
Sara looked at the giant twine ball in front of her and asked curiously: "Is this twine ball the culprit for the town's current appearance?"
Listening to the radio introduction, Robb looked away from the photo of Cork, the largest twine ball maker, and his two children hanging on the wall, and looked at the twine ball in front of him.
His sight passed through many obstacles until the center of the ball.
There, the bodies of some children were placed in different postures.
Among them, two children who looked like the children of Cock in the photo were holding hands and happily staying in the crowd.
The moment Robb saw them, they opened their eyes, and their gray pupils looked straight at him.
Robb's expression remained unchanged, and he answered Sarah's question: "It's too lonely, and wants to find more friends to play with. It's just that it used the wrong method."
"Finding friends to play with?" Sarah asked.
But she didn't have time to think about it, and the reality suddenly changed.
Thick hemp ropes suddenly stretched out from the surface of the huge hemp rope ball, and in the harsh sound of air friction, they turned into hundreds of whip shadows, swinging towards Robb and Sarah fiercely.
Robb, who didn't want to have an American-style bondage, stretched out his hand and pressed, and an invisible air wall condensed.
No matter how the hemp ropes whipped, they couldn't touch Robb and Sarah at all.
There was no chance for the hemp rope ball to react.
Robb's dark pupils were covered by a sea of fire.
The huge hemp rope ball suddenly ignited with a fierce flame.
Seeing this, Sarah breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Is it over?"
Robb shook his head calmly, "Not yet."
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The hemp rope ball comes from the most hemp rope ball in the United States in the Fifty States of Horror.
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