When the ghosts of Zhang Luo and the demon maid were still in a "state of confinement", the qualifiers for the Halloween killing competition were still going on.

The monsters participating in the competition are already murderous, and due to the new rules of the competition, the pace of this qualifier is much faster than the previous competitions. None of the matches lasted more than ten minutes, and the black container containing SCP-682 on the east side of the arena was never opened.

Because of this, just two hours before the first match, the first round of the first group of qualifiers has come to an end.

"Oh, the winner of this race is the fourth place finisher from the last tournament, Mr. Mercer from Manhattan! Of course I prefer to call him 'Brother A'! ”

With the sound of Freddy announcing the results of the game, the pale man standing in the center of the field, wearing a white shirt under a black jacket and revealing a strong middle two atmosphere, stood in place and waved his hand, but his face was still shrouded in the shadow of the hood.

Unlike previous matches, this time there were no bodies of the vanquished left in the venue. However, after watching this person's battle, no audience showed much surprise at it......

"It's not bad, at least it's much faster than before." Bloody Mary smiled and nodded, obviously satisfied with the "killing feast" she had just admired.

"Hmm." Frankenstein agreed, his gaze still resting on the black light virus infected in the center of the field.

"THIS KID NAMED ALEX SEEMS TO BE A 'NEUTRAL CAMP', RIGHT? You don't think you're trying to draw him over to us. Bloody Mary noticed the eyes of the girl in white next to her and asked casually.

"No, it's too much trouble." Frankenstein shook his head.

-- The so-called neutral camp refers to those who are neither part of the camp of the executioners nor have joined the side of the conquerors in this killing war. Some of them are still waiting, some have other plans, and some are simply not interested, but all in all, they remain neutral for now.

The two warring sides did try to win over these guys with unknown attitudes, but later everyone found that it was more reliable to kill a few more enemies if they had time to try their best to curry favor with them......

Because of this, the guys in the neutral camp can be comfortably neutral until now.

And this Halloween killing contest has also become an opportunity for the two camps to win over these neutral people.

“……”

As if sensing something, Frankenstein turned his head to look at the entrance of the auditorium, only to see that the black-clad vampires who had spoken to him when he had just entered the arena were leaving the entrance quickly.

Following her gaze, Bloody Mary also saw this scene, and snorted disdainfully: "This group of bastards shouldn't go to the toilet en masse, right?" ”

"Nope."

Frankenstein narrowed his eyes and whispered, "Something is wrong. ”

In order to avoid bloodshed in the audience, the seating arrangement of the Halloween Killing Contest, similar to the layout of the players' lounge, is relatively independent. In addition to the "luxury VIP room" specially set up for sponsors, each organization with the qualification to watch the game has its own independent position, at least 30 meters away from the audience seats of other organizations.

Frankenstein glanced at the audience, and immediately saw that the spectators belonging to the "Conqueror" camp were much smaller than at the beginning of the game, as if they had sneaked away, and most of the spectators who remained here were from the executioner camp or the neutral camp.

"Something is going to happen." The voice of the girl in white was still emotionless.

"Even if you say that...... I don't know what's going on. Lori in the black dress next to her was still immersed in the wonderful game just now, and she didn't realize the strangeness in the audience.

At this point, Freddy and Rip Girl reappear on the screen directly above the arena. I saw the "burned man" in a red sweater, and said quickly:

"Welcome back, friends! Today's first match of the second round will start in five minutes! After enjoying the intense competition before, everyone is a little tired, right? Then take a good rest now! Let's start with a few ads, starting with our old customer, the mysterious zombie king Mr. Jiangchen......"

"It's this bastard again, I really want to slap him in the face." Bloody Mary grumbled, then turned to look at Frankenstein, "What did you just say?" ”

"Come with me."

Frankenstein said as he stood up, walked briskly down the cold stone steps, and walked towards the entrance to the large arena.

Unlike the vampires just now, the two "girls" had just reached the entrance of the arena when they were stopped by the soldiers of hell guarding the door.

"It's not allowed to go here, you can't leave the stadium during the game, that's the rule." The purple-skinned demon said in demonic language, shaking the broadsword in his hand impatiently.

In order to prevent someone from sneaking out and leaking information about the arena to the exorcist or something, the Halloween Killing Contest does have a rule that "spectators and contestants are not allowed to leave the arena during the tournament". But......

"Go to the bathroom." Frankenstein put it succinctly.

"The toilet is over there." The Infernal Soldier raised his broadsword and pointed at the two doors diagonally in front of him.

"Somebody went out just now." The girl in white continued.

Hearing her words, the two Hell Soldiers both paused for a moment, and then immediately became fierce, and lowered their voices and threatened, "It was our special guest who went out just now, do you have any opinions?" ”

Bloody Mary, who hadn't "gotten into the groove" just now, finally realized that something was not quite right. Frankenstein was still standing there, just opening the storage space and pulling out a pitch-black sword in his hand.

"Do you want to die!" Seeing that the other party drew their weapons, the two hell soldiers also immediately raised their bone broadswords, ready for battle.

The tense atmosphere permeated the entrance to the arena, but the spectators who remained at the scene did not notice the change here, because-

"Freddy hereby solemnly announces that the advertising time is over and the second round has begun! The result of this lottery is that Mr. Zhang from the Strange Tales Research Association will face off against the signature biological weapon of the new Ambrera Company: T-103! ”

After Freddy announced the names of the two belligerents in the first match of the second round, the audience burst into cheer!

Hearing Zhang Luo's name, Frankenstein was silent for a moment, and with a slight wave of his hand, the pitch-black long sword disappeared into the other space.

"You're in luck."

Without looking back, she turned away and walked towards the seat in the audience that belonged to the "Strange Tales Research Society".