Under the gaze of the "audience" in the church, the dark devil stretched out his slender arm like a branch, pushed open the door of the church and floated out. The others followed.

Striding out of the warm room, everyone was greeted by the howling cold wind and the dark night sky.

Faust opened his mouth with "shark teeth" and began to give an impassioned speech:

"It's Christmas Eve, and every family is ready to celebrate Christmas. But there are homeless homeless people who can only starve and wait for death in the cold streets. No one wants to redeem them, no God can redeem them. In the end, the only thing that came to them in black robe was the Grim Reaper, who had done his routine work! ”

Speaking of this, Faust changed his words: "Is this really the case?" Are these poor wanderers really unable to be saved? Master Mephistopheles doesn't think so! In the first act of the Nightmare Theater, all you have to do is to find a way to save this poor child who is about to die on Christmas Eve! ”

As he spoke, a street lamp on the other side of the street, which had been extinguished, lit up strangely.

In the corner of the wall, illuminated by the light of the street lamp, a thin girl wearing only a gray single dress can be seen, leaning against the corner with her arms crossed and shivering.

"It's so cold......"

The girl with a white face from the cold, her long blonde hair was scattered over her shoulders. She tried hard to retract her frozen red feet into her clothes, and with her trembling right hand, she took out a box of matches from her pocket and polished one of them.

"Does anyone want to buy matches...... "She whispered, her eyes shining in the light of the fire.

"Sure enough, it's "The Little Match Girl"."

Zhang Luo, who had long expected the content of the fairy tale, did not show any surprise, but just quietly stared at the little girl across the street, looking for noteworthy details.

-- If such a scene were to appear in reality, it would certainly be sympathetic. But none of the "spectators" showed the slightest sympathy, and all stood in silence, waiting for Faust to continue to explain the rules.

It was clear to everyone that this was not the real world, but the "Nightmare Theater" built by Mephistopheles the Devil.

Under the "adaptation" of the evil devil who likes to play tricks on people, even the original innocent fairy tale will become extremely dangerous!

"Now, let me explain the rules that Master Mephistopheles has set. First, you have to go alone. Second, in the case of a cumulative three-person pass. This will be the end of the scene. Third, the three people who have passed the first act can skip the second act. ”

Faust said and laughed nervously: "Whether it is with great strength, or with a wise mind, or sincere feelings, this child can be saved." Please come on and work hard to skip the killing in Act 2! ”

"Oh? Looks like 'Act II' is really cannibalism or something. Zhang Luo raised the corners of his mouth thoughtfully.

--There is no doubt that even the winner will be devastated after a killing war in which "everyone is an enemy". But as long as you can successfully pass the first act, you don't have to participate in the second act of Smash Bros.

However, there are only three places to pass the first act, so now ......

"Well, I'll ...... first"

Standing behind everyone, a very inconspicuous curly-haired man in a red down jacket raised his hand. Whether it was a voice with no confidence, or a slightly trembling legs, it exposed the fact that he was very unconfident.

"Then please play!"

Faust threw the man a copper plate and repeated the rules: "Remember, you can beat the level by strength, wisdom, and emotion, but you can only use each method once!" After someone uses one of these methods to pass, the next actors will have to choose the rest of the methods! After all three methods have been successful, the first act will end! ”

"So now, please keep your eyes open, the first actor is about to appear!"

"Oh, come on." Zhang Luo gloated and slapped his slap a few times, summoning the young man's raised middle finger.

Standing in the open space in front of the church, Zhang Luo leaned against a tall gray tombstone, looked at the back of the man in red and smiled: "This thing is looking for death." ”

"Hmm." Frankenstein, who was standing next to him, nodded.

"Jack the Ripper", dressed in a black trench coat, did not continue the topic, but only glanced at the soldier who was standing in the crowd not far away, "watching the play" with everyone.

――Before the man in red volunteered to take the first challenge, Zhang Luo noticed that this person had a brief exchange with the "soldier" who had just cheated him.

It seems that the man in red should be the soldier's subordinate or partner. In other words, this person's death behavior is obviously ......

"In order to let this bastard gather information, are you willing to go up and die? It's really true love...... It doesn't matter if you die here, you just lose the ability to move on. ”

Thinking of this, Zhang Luo, like everyone else, continued to observe the actions of the man in red.

In the absence of any knowledge of how the first act will be passed, it is indeed necessary to see what the "forerunners" will encounter.

So now, everyone present is also staring at the figure of the man in red, unwilling to miss a detail.

At this time, the man in red had already stood in front of the blonde girl who was trembling against the corner.

"That, hello ......"

The young man with curly hair squatted down in front of the little girl, held up the copper plate that Faust had just given him, held it up to the little girl, and asked, "Can I buy a box of matches?" ”

Hearing his words, the little girl raised her head slightly, handed the matchbox in her hand to the young man, and a grateful smile bloomed on her pale little face:

"Thank you! A box of matches only needs five copper plates, and only five copper plates are all you need! ”

"But I only have a copper ......plate," the curly-haired man said with some hesitation.

As soon as these words came out, not only the curly-haired man, but even the "onlookers" on the other side of the street noticed a trace of unusual coldness.

The little girl who was originally smiling suddenly fell silent, and the expression on her little face suddenly became gloomy, and she asked in a low voice, "There is only one copper plate...... Is it? ”

The curly-haired man froze for a moment and pulled out a saber from his down jacket pocket to try to defend himself, but it was too late!

"Click!"

A sharp silver light flashed, and his head left his body and fell to the side of the snow. The headless corpse also quickly fell, and after a few convulsions, it did not move.

"That's a lot of energy......"

Looking at the blonde girl standing in front of the corpse holding an axe, Zhang Luo whistled.

Faust, who confirmed that the curly-haired man was dead and had been silent since he came on the field, finally spoke again for a "live commentary":

"Oh oh, the first actor was beheaded by the poor kid because he didn't have enough money! But I'm also poor, so I can only provide one copper plate at a time! So next, who will play second? ”

"I'll come."

A muscular hunk in a brown leotard and a sledgehammer strode forward.

The man didn't take the copper plate that Faust threw at him, but just grasped the metal handle of the war hammer with both hands, and his voice revealed a hint of confidence:

"Devil, you said you can pass the test with strength, right? Watch me smash her into meat sauce! ”

Looking at the copper plate that fell on the ground, Zhang Luo smiled and said to the girl in white beside him: "It's another guy who sent him to death." ”

Frankenstein nodded expressionlessly.