American Horror Story, Starting from Falls Town

Chapter 418 Unforgivable
Acton town, church.

"Please place your palms together, gaze into each other's eyes, and answer the following questions honestly before God."

A wedding is being held here, but the guests are few and far between and seated very far apart.

Every guest looked extremely serious; they didn't look like they were attending a wedding, but rather like they were there to fight a war.

Especially the woman's daughter, Astrid, had a particularly strange expression.

Lydia didn't want her daughter to attend the fake wedding, but Roy thought it would be too fake if Astrid wasn't there for such an important occasion.

Even if the Grand Master of the Underworld is a madman, he might still sense that something is wrong.

That's why Astrid was able to appear at the wedding.

Of course, the most special thing was that the person officiating at the wedding was a nun.

Normally, a priest is responsible for officiating at a Western-style wedding, but Roy was worried that it would cause problems if he just found any priest to officiate, and it would be too dangerous to have an FEA agent impersonate him, so he simply asked Isabella to help.

She is the human form of Michael. After Michael returned to Heaven, she went into seclusion in Fallstown. This time, when Roy asked Isabella for help, she did not refuse.

Isabella has been possessed by Michael for so long and has a wealth of combat experience, so she certainly won't make any mistakes.

Over here, Roy had already taken Lydia's hand, his expression was perfectly normal, but Lydia seemed overly nervous.

Because of the nearly twenty-year age difference between them, and Roy's handsome appearance, Lydia felt somewhat inferior when she looked directly at Roy.

"Lydia, watch your emotions! You don't look like you're getting married at all!"

"But I..."

Lydia was still very nervous. She couldn't put herself into the role of the bride. After all, she and Roy had only known each other for a few days and were barely friends. There was no romantic feeling between them.

At most, it was Lydia's one-sided lust for Roy's face.

If this were a young girl, she would definitely feel a strong sense of identification, after all, it's a handsome guy marrying her.

The problem is that Lydia is already forty years old, a mature and rational woman, and it's really hard for her to empathize with that role.

"Just treat this as a reality show, and you're playing the role of someone in a relationship with a younger man, isn't that enough?"

Lydia took these words to heart. She herself hosted a late-night reality show on ABC and had some performance experience.

In fact, reality shows usually have scripts, but the scripts are relatively rough. At least there should be a general direction, otherwise a lot of time will be wasted during the recording of the show.

Television program recordings certainly can't be done slowly like art films, where you have to work out the shots; you have to be as fast as possible.

Of course, there are also some pseudo-reality shows that meticulously create personas for the guests, design various program plots, and even write out the lines for the guests.

However, in America, there are relatively few pseudo-reality shows. People here prefer more authentic performances, as pseudo-reality shows are too easy to spot.

Lydia took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and imagined a camera filming in the distance. She immediately got into character.

Isabella, who was officiating at the wedding, continued speaking.

"Mr. Roy Black, do you take Lydia Watson to be your wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do you part?"

Roy's answer was firm and resolute.

"I am willing."

Isabella then turned her gaze to Lydia.

"Bride Lydia Watson, do you take Mr. Roy Black to be your husband, to have and to hold from the day the world ends, to trust him, to support him, and to stay with him, through thick and thin, as long as youth fades and years pass, until the end of the world?"

Lydia nodded solemnly.

"I am willing!"

"Now, the newlyweds may exchange rings and kiss."

Roy and Lydia simultaneously pulled out the rings they had prepared, and the two embraced, ready to kiss.

Throughout the process, Roy hesitated for a moment, but in order to lure out the Grand Wizard of the Underworld, he resolutely prepared to kiss him.

Just then, the church doors were suddenly pushed open, and a green-haired man dressed in a black suit appeared at the door, holding a bouquet of roses.

"I disagree!"

Honestly, this scene is just like a melodramatic soap opera of this era. It would be even more classic if there were the background music of "Unforgivable" at this moment.

The only problem is that the Underworld Grand Master is too ugly. He doesn't look like a handsome man from a soap opera at all. He has an indescribable sense of sleazy.

However, the Grand Master of the Underworld himself was quite into character, shouting at the top of his lungs.

"Lydia! The person you should really marry is me! This man is just a hopeless playboy! He has more girlfriends than I have fingers and toes!"

This description is somewhat far-fetched, but it is indeed true.

Roy's long-term partners have long exceeded 20, but the problem is he can't keep up with 20.

So Roy grabbed Lydia and gave her a passionate kiss, continuing to provoke the Underworld Archmage.

"Sorry, she likes me!"

Lydia was completely captivated by Roy's passionate kiss; her shy expression seemed to confirm Roy's statement.

Suddenly, the hair of the Underworld Grand Master seemed to have become more environmentally friendly.

The Grand Master of the Underworld looked at Lydia with a sorrowful expression, much like the tragic yet warm-hearted second male lead in an idol drama.

"Lydia, tell me, this isn't true!"

"What he said is true."

Lydia answered without hesitation; even if she had to think with her thighs, she would choose Roy over the Grand Wizard of the Underworld.

"Do not--"

The Grand Master of the Underworld knelt on the ground, looking utterly devastated, as if he were only missing the background music of "A Spray of Plum Blossoms".

This guy seems to be even more into character than Roy and Lydia, which is a bit speechless.

Then, a magic circle appeared where the Grand Mage of the Underworld had been standing, and several golden chains bound him.

The Grand Master of the Underworld stared wide-eyed, seemingly completely unprepared for the current situation.

Roy had used this binding magic circle before, and this time he used the complete version, which even high-ranking demons would find difficult to break free of.

Dorothy stood up and glared at the Underworld Archmage with resentment.

"Grand Master of the Underworld, do you still remember me?"

The Underworld Grand Master looked at Dorothy with surprise, as if she were a stranger.

"who are you?"

These words made Dorothy even angrier, and her already impressive bust size increased even further.

"Asshole, I'm going to kill you!"

Roy saw that Dorothy had lost her mind and knew something was wrong.

"Dorothy, don't be impulsive!"

Unfortunately, Roy's warning came too late; Dorothy had already cast a spell on the Archmage of the Underworld.

A gray spiral energy wave was released, containing a terrifying aura of death, and silently shot towards the Grand Mage of the Underworld.

However, the spiral energy wave had no effect; instead, it broke the binding magic array on the Grand Mage of the Underworld. This guy was incredibly lucky.

The Grand Master of the Underworld immediately drew a circle on the ground, seemingly preparing to flee.

Roy's expression changed. If the Grand Master of the Underworld escaped, it would be difficult to catch him again.

"Lilith!"

"I see!"

Lilith activated the Veltra Binding Magic Circle, a spell Roy had used against Slender Man before; its main effect was to block spatial magic. Anyone who used teleportation abilities within this magic circle would have their body forcibly torn apart.

The Grand Master of the Underworld's escape plan failed, and his upper and lower body were completely separated.

However, since the Underworld Grand Master was a ghost, not a living being, the tear did not cause much damage, and he quickly recovered.

"Dorothy, stick to the plan, and stop messing around!"

Dorothy bit her lip, suppressing her anger, and swung out a green chain, trapping the Underworld Grand Wizard.

The Archmage of the Underworld looked at Dorothy in surprise. He was also a veteran wizard and naturally recognized the Soul Chains spell.

"Ouch, what are you doing!"

Dorothy broke the spell Elizabeth cast on her, and her bad luck returned instantly.

Just as the Grand Master of the Underworld was about to escape, he fell to the ground. The misfortune of being deceived struck all at once, and at this moment, any movement would be tantamount to courting death.

The Underworld Wizard was unaware that Dorothy was currently beset by misfortune, so he was immediately struck by her spell.

Immediately afterwards, Lilith cast another spell, using unparalleled illusions to control the Underworld Archmage.

After signing a contract with Elizabeth, Lilith's illusion magic skills improved significantly.

The Grand Master of the Underworld was inherently insane, with extremely low willpower, so naturally he was unable to break the illusion.

Then, Roy and Lilith worked together to seal the Underworld Archmage inside a glass sphere.

By the time the Grand Master of the Underworld broke free from the illusion, it was already too late.

Dorothy glared hatefully at the underworld wizard inside the glass sphere, her face filled with the satisfaction of successful revenge.

"You have today too!"

The sorcerer inside the glass ball was clearly unable to speak and could only watch helplessly as Dorothy picked him up.

"Dorothy, stop playing around! Don't give this guy any chance, just finish it off!"

Dorothy nodded, then used magic to transfer her bad luck to the Archmage of the Underworld, and then broke the soul-binding spell.

Now there's only one last step: to kill the Grand Master of the Underworld.

Dorothy placed the glass ball on the ground and cast the same spell she had used before.

This spell is called Death Spiral, an instant-death spell that can kill enemies silently, even ghosts. It is the spell that the Death Witch is most skilled at.

The Grand Master of the Underworld was completely annihilated, leaving not even a trace.

Dorothy, having completed her revenge, wore a look of loss. Like many avengers, the moment of successful revenge was their loneliest moment.

For centuries, Dorothy has endured the pain of being sealed away in order to seek revenge against the Grand Wizard of the Underworld.

However, after successfully taking revenge, the Death Witch suddenly lost her purpose in life.

"Roy, would you like to have a drink with me?"

Dorothy looked at Roy, her eyes flickering slightly.

"now?"

Although the Underworld Wizard has been dealt with, there is still a lot of work to be done, and it doesn't seem appropriate for Roy to run off alone.

Lilith saw through Roy's thoughts and nudged him.

"Roy, leave the cleanup to me. You go have a drink with Dorothy."

After Lilith said that, Roy understood that Dorothy's real intentions were not what they seemed.

Roy then nodded in agreement.

Lydia has escaped years of nightmares and is now celebrating with her daughter Astrid.

But after seeing Roy and Dorothy leave, he still sighed.

Roy's kiss just now almost made Lydia fall for him, but unfortunately, Roy's intimate interactions with Lilith and Dorothy brought Lydia back to reality.

Let's just treat it as a dream.

"Mom, what did you just say?"

"It's nothing! Astrid, do you want to come to Los Angeles with me?"

Upon hearing this, Astrid's eyes lit up.

"May I?"

"Of course, I have realized my past mistakes, and my daughter and I will never be separated again!"

Dorothy didn't come here to drink with Roy, or rather, drinking was just an excuse to get the Death Witch to make a decision.

So after a few drinks, Dorothy naturally collapsed into Roy's arms.

Dorothy can be considered a zombie at present, except that she has a body and a soul, but her body is not stiff and her skin is still firm and elastic, which is very magical.

Dorothy, are you drunk?

"Yes, you can do whatever you want to me now!"

Dorothy looked at Roy with a dazed expression.

As a walker, she shouldn't get drunk, so Dorothy wanted to give Roy a chance.

Roy wasn't the kind of man who couldn't understand romance. Now that Dorothy had made her stance clear, how could he possibly back down?

Remove the armor! Remove the armor! Remove the armor!

The stitches on Dorothy's body create an eerie beauty, which is called "ball flower" and is something that most people really can't pull off.

Speaking of ball flowers, Monica Bellucci was the dream lover of countless men in her past life, and Roy also gained his enlightenment from reading "Malèna" in his past life.

Now that he'd seen the real ball, Roy's impulse was hard to contain.

"what!"

Because she is a walking corpse, Dorothy's sensory system is also very dull, perhaps even less so than that of a vampire.

However, Roy's ferocious stats still surprised Dorothy.

This wasn't the first time the Death Witch had encountered Roy's stats, but she was still shocked by them—they were terrifying numbers that seemed to pierce right to the lungs.

"What... what kind of value is this?"

"Like it?"

Dorothy closed her eyes. Even with the highest values, she felt very little. This situation made her feel somewhat uncomfortable.

At this moment, Roy entered a state of desire incarnation, and some kind of power was transmitted to Dorothy's body through the connection, causing her to suddenly open her eyes.

"This is?"

"Dorothy, enjoy it!"

With passion flowing against the tide, the chariot is burning hot, and the warriors are unstoppable!

The only bar in the small town of Acton began to feature world-class sopranos, as if a concert were being held.

Fortunately, the people of Acton had already left, and the church was quite far away, otherwise everyone would have been able to hear the concert.

However, Lilith seemed to hear a soprano's voice and smiled happily.

[Ding! You have obtained Dorothy's Conquest Chest! Open it?]

Let me post a picture of my daughter and my baby.

(End of this chapter)