"So, you don't know exactly what this 'tarot card rule' is, do you?"

When returning along the same route, Zhang Luo casually asked Villeff, who was following behind.

He thought that this woman, who represented the "demon" in the tarot cards, was the aboriginal of the place. Now it seems that she should be the same as herself, who strayed into this strange space by chance.

"It's not clear, but the 'Empress' said that I represent the 'Devil'." Vilf said with her head bowed.

"By the way, have you ever tried to break the ceiling and get out?" Entering the dark secret room full of white bones, Zhang Luo raised his head and stared at the blackened stone slab above his head.

If he remembered correctly, the Catacombs of Paris were not located deep underground, and they were not too far from the ground, so as long as there were no messy restrictions, he could easily return to the surface by boiling a large hole with the heat rays emitted by Pandora.

However, that has to be on the premise of "no limits".

As he expected, Velve quickly shook his head: "That's impossible. If you don't believe me, you can give it a try......"

Hearing her words, Zhang Luo suddenly became interested, raised the suitcase in his hand, and turned into a small silver and black thermal ray cannon, aiming at the ceiling in front of him, and then-

The bright red beam that Pandora fired, as if it had been absorbed by the ceiling, disappeared the moment it touched the black slate, not to mention blasting out a big hole, not even a scorched mark!

"Well, I believe it." Zhang Luo laughed.

If it weren't for the fact that the temperature in this bone room had risen a few degrees due to the heat rays just now, he might have suspected that he was hallucinating.

In this way, it is basically impossible to use brutal "physical means" to break the wall and get back to the ground.

"Let's go."

Turning back to Villeff to move on, Zhang Luo used the Executioner's Eye to contact Frankenstein. "Are you there?" ”

"I'm sleeping." Frankenstein replied about a second slower than usual, but immediately replied, "What's wrong?" ”

"Can you help me look up the information about the Catacombs of Paris?" Zhang Luo immediately made a request: "Now I'm trapped in this." ”

"Oh...... Yes? Frankenstein made a very rare attempt to add a modal word to the idea chat: "Are you stuck?" ”

"Yes, I'm dead again, now it's not about that, it's about the catacombs, are there any monsters or anything like that?" Zhang Luo asked.

Even he has dabbled in all kinds of strange stories. I had never heard of a story about the "monsters of the catacombs" before, and according to Villeph, it was supposed to be a terrifying monster hidden here, with subtle "rules of the tarot game". But......

Of course, Zhang Luo would not believe all the words of the demon who was following him. As for why he escaped with this guy from the conqueror's camp, it wasn't actually out of "his own desire" as he said. Rather—

"Is this it?"

Ville's voice interrupted Zhang Luo's thoughts, and seeing that he had already walked to the door of the room where the murderer was, Zhang Luo nodded. Then the heavy black iron gate was opened.

Blood mixed with the smell of engine oil filled the dark, poorly lit space, and the room was set up the same as when he left, the two-meter-tall generator still running, humming.

Directly facing the generator was a silver metal hospital bed with human stumps on display, and an iron bucket on the ground next to it was filled with viscous blood.

As for the decapitated body of the monster. He collapsed on the floor between the generator and the hospital bed, his hands and feet twitching from time to time. One can't help but wonder if he is really dead.

"It's ...... What is it? Vilf looked down at the corpse lying on the ground, and even she had rarely seen such a thing made of many human corpses.

"This guy is a murderer, and he often takes people from Los Angeles and kills them, and then eats their bodies." As Zhang Luo spoke, he turned his gaze to the human bone chair and human leather sofa on the other side of the room. I have to admit that this monster still knows a lot about "waste utilization......

"I haven't met him, but he must be a member of the tarot too, right?" Vilf made a confused sound.

In fact, even if she didn't say it, Zhang Luo was about to investigate this. He crouched next to the monster's corpse, observing a few black tattoos on the other's skin, and then immediately spotted the clue:

"This guy is really also a member of the tarot card, and he is also the 'top one'."

――On the monster's shoulder, a black tarot card is tattooed, with a picture of a "dwarf" carrying a bag and walking briskly, and the name THE-FOOL written in English underneath.

There is no doubt that this monster is the zero number of the twenty-two large Arcana cards in the tarot, the "Fool" at the top!

"It's worthy of being a fool, the IQ is really low......" Zhang Luo sighed.

-- When the "demon" trapped here wanted to leave, this "fool" chose to stay here and continue to kill people comfortably, even though he had the opportunity to leave at any time.

determined the code name of the monster that had just been killed by himself, and before starting to look for the portal, Zhang Luo quickly sorted out the current situation in his mind:

At present, he is in the closed part of the Catacombs of Paris, where the heretical creatures have the code name of the tarot card, and their code name should be Judgment, the demon is currently acting with him, the Empress was killed by the Hanged Man, and the Hanged Man and the Fool died at his own hands.

While he was still thinking, Vilf had already searched the entire house, and whispered, "Is there really a portal here?" I can't find it......"

Hearing this, Zhang Luo activated the observation mode of the Executioner's Eye, and quickly checked the situation inside the room, and indeed did not see any traces of the existence of the space door, not even a small crack. Speaking of cracks, though......

"I forgot to mention just now, I happen to have a weapon here that can cut through space."

Zhang Luo said as he opened the storage space, took out the copycat version of the Enma Knife he got from Virgil, and turned around to signal Ville to step back, preparing to release the space-cutting dimensional slash in the Fool's room.

- If the walls here are covered with a spatial shield, using this pseudo-Enma knife that is sharp enough to cut through the space, you may be able to cut through the shield and open an escape route!

Thinking of this, Zhang Luo pressed the slender scabbard with his left hand, held the handle of the knife tightly with his right hand, imitated the movements of Virgil he had seen at the beginning, suddenly pulled out the knife at a fast speed, and swung the knife towards the black wall in front of him, and did not forget to shout: "Chop!" ”

Click!

A sharp silver light appeared at the same time as the sound of space being sliced open, and then ......

"What are you doing?" Vilf frowned and looked at Zhang Luo, who was still posing in front of him, not only was the wall in front of him not cut, but not even a scratch remained.

"Well, it doesn't seem to be going to work that way." Zhang Luo sighed and inserted the Enma Knife back into its scabbard.

The blow he released just now did cut off the space, but it was only in the room. Just like the heat ray just now, the dimensional slash just touched the wall, and suddenly disappeared as if it had been absorbed!

This kind of walls and ceilings, which can absorb any attack, is simply out of the ordinary category of "absolute defense", but more like-

Just thinking of this, a cold male voice suddenly sounded from behind Zhang Luo and Villeff without warning:

"You can't break through the shackles of the law." (To be continued.) )