A minute after the match, Zhang Luo was teleported back to the single lounge.

The gray walls cut off the cheers in the arena, and although he had won the game without any suspense just now, he was not very excited at this time:

"It's a waste of time to fight this kind of guy......"

Tossing the round helmet that was still dripping blood into the storage space, he leaned back on the cold stone bench, staring at the replay of the game on the screen in a daze.

――Because this battle is too simple and is a complete abuse, my combat experience has not been improved in any way, and the ability evaluation and skill bar remain the same.

"Hopefully the next opponent will be a little stronger...... But for now, let's watch the game first. ”

While waiting for the draw for the second qualifier, Zhang Luo touched the green wristband on his left wrist with his right hand, then took it off and put it on the chair next to him.

Before figuring out what the wristband was made of, he thought it would be better to wear it as little as possible. Since you are the only one in the lounge, you don't have to worry about the doom of the "Death Aura", which does not apply to the owner himself.

After removing the wristband, the terrifying word "Death Aura" immediately returned to the skill slot of the Executioner's Eye.

And at this time, the wonderful replay of the last game ended. The two guys in charge of the game commentary finally returned to the screen again:

Still wearing the dark red sweater of joy, Freddy's burn-covered face showed a "kind smile": "The first game completely exceeded my expectations!" I thought that two humans would just fight each other brainlessly, but as a member of the Strange Talk Research Society, I look forward to seeing 'Mr. Zhang' return to the battlefield on behalf of the Society! But for now, let's start the draw for the second qualifier! ”

"Well, let's start the lottery." The Rift Girl sitting next to him muttered a vague word, then pressed a red button on the table in front of the commentary seat.

The picture on the live broadcast screen went black, and at the same time, a nervous drum beat sounded, and just as Zhang Luo was staring at the screen expectantly, the accident suddenly happened:

"Bang!"

A white smoke came out from behind the LCD screen, and the screen, which was already in a black state, finally turned completely black this time.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Luo was stunned for a second, and couldn't help but scold:

"Damn, what's going on?"

-- Since the players' lounge is completely isolated from the arena, once the LCD screen is broken, it can be said that he has directly cut off contact with the competition site.

At the moment, I have to wait a long time to continue the next match, so I will enter a state similar to "lockdown" before the start of the match.

"Can't you contact the staff?" At this time, Zhang Luo had a feeling of "speechless and choking".

In normal times, he would naturally not be so depressed, but as soon as the display screen is broken, he will not be able to see the monster duel he is most interested in!

"Damn."

After looking in the lounge for a long time, but he couldn't find a way to contact the venue staff, Zhang Luo slammed his fist on the wall. And then something suddenly came to mind:

The TV suddenly broke down just now, could it be related to his "Halo of Death"? However, if you're the only one in the house, the aura shouldn't work......

In other words, maybe there are any invisible "people" who are in the same room as themselves, and then affected by the aura of death?

With this in mind, he immediately switched the executioner's eye to the observation mode where he could see the ghost, and immediately saw another person in the room:

A translucent pale figure was floating in mid-air about two meters away from him.

It was a woman with a good figure, wearing a very elegant dress, her face was covered by dark hair, and her appearance could not be seen, but there were two horn-like things sticking out of her forehead, which was obviously not a human ghost.

If ordinary people had been so close to ghosts, they would have been scared out of their minds. But Zhang Luo just said angrily: "I saw you!" ”

Hearing his words, the female ghost floating in the air first paused, and then silently retreated to the corner of the room.

Seeing that the other party seemed to be planning to play hide and seek with him, Zhang Luo opened the storage space without hesitation, took out a strange-looking purple-shelled firearm from it, pointed at the ghost and said:

"This is a microwave gun for ghosts, if you want to run, I'll let you go now."

――Among the thousands of strange heretical creatures, ghosts are not too strong, and even the best of them, "Bloody Mary", can only barely reach the C level in terms of comprehensive ability evaluation.

Ghosts have the advantage of being extremely long-lived, have no entities, and can curse enemies or possess them directly. But their weaknesses are also obvious, and in modern life, they are basically everywhere with things that they fear:

Strong electromagnetic waves and high-frequency radio signals can kill a ghost in an instant.

The reason why there are few haunts in modern families has nothing to do with feng shui. The main reason is actually the household appliances that most families basically have......

The electromagnetic waves created when the microwave oven is working are a death knell for ghosts. And those weaker ghosts can even be solved by relying on mobile phones or WIFI signals.

As for the microwave gun created by Frankenstein in Zhang Luo's hand, let alone an ordinary ghost, even Bloody Mary can't parry!

With a weapon of this level, it is easy to deal with the ghosts in front of you!

As he expected, after raising the gun, the female ghost who was originally planning to run away stopped again, raised her pale right hand, pointed to her face covered by hair, and asked in a trembling voice, "Are you talking to me?" ”

"That's you." Zhang Luo waved the gun in his hand and motioned for the ghost to come over.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be your enemy......" The horned female ghost on her head waved her hand a little frightened, and her translucent body swayed slightly in the air.

"I don't mean to hurt you, as long as you answer a few questions."

Zhang Luo, who scared the female ghost to tremble, asked a few questions similar to "checking the household registration" in a gentle tone: "What is your name and what race is it?" Why here? ”

As a lover of weird talk, when you see a ghost of unknown origin, you naturally have a feeling of wanting to get to the bottom of it. Since there is no way to watch the game at the moment, he can only satisfy his curiosity on this ghost.

After he asked, the female ghost with a disheveled hair immediately replied, "My name is Setia, and I am a demon maid. Originally, I was in charge of cleaning the lounge, but I was killed, so I ...... here."

"What's the deal with being silenced? Do you see anything? Zhang Luo's curiosity flared up again.

"Ah, it's because this game is different from the previous ones, and I heard the boss talking to a mysterious person." Speaking of this, the female ghost named Setia had a slightly trembling voice.

"It's different, what's going on?" Zhang Luo continued to ask.

Then, from Setia's mouth, he learned the amazing inside story of the game:

"This year's 'Halloween Killing Contest' is actually organized by the 'Ruler', and his goal is to eliminate everyone who belongs to the Executioner's camp in the course of the competition!"

"Oh, looks like there's trouble." Zhang Luo frowned slightly.

Frankenstein's Strange Tales Research Society also belongs to the camp of the executioners, and if what Setia said is true, then he is undoubtedly a target to be eliminated!

In this way, it is obviously much more difficult to get out of this arena alive......