When the weather weapons on board the Hermes began to operate, they did not make an earth-shattering noise like ordinary weapons. It's just the hum of an ordinary, large machine at work.

Although the ship had not changed much on the surface, the Cursed God who was floating a hundred meters away suddenly felt a crazy aura of death rushing towards him.

- It's the ultimate death energy that no ghost can resist!

The army of evil spirits that were originally flocking towards Frankenstein and Zhang Luo didn't even have time to react at all, and they were completely wiped out, as if they had been wiped out, and they didn't even leave a trace!

"How is that possible? It's completely impossible for this to happen, that boat ......"

In the face of the "death magic" that rushed in, this incarnation of resentment that could not be dodged, and at the last moment of "life", all the terrifying resentment condensed in the body finally disappeared. Only one last desperate message remained, and it was completely gone.

Seeing that the enemy was completely destroyed, Zhang Luo smiled: "So you have to believe in the power of science......

He had barely taken a step forward when his legs went limp and he almost fell to the ground.

Even though his body had been covered with the improvised space shield provided by Frankenstein before he turned on the weather weapon, he still felt dizzy when he was directly exposed to the ultra-strong high-frequency electromagnetic waves.

――If it weren't for the protective shield made by Frankenstein to resist most of the high-frequency electromagnetic waves, I would have bled to death on the spot!

Zhang Luo shook his head vigorously, finally sobered up a little, and then let out a long sigh:

"Don't play like that next time......"

If it weren't for the elimination of this S-class demon, he wouldn't have carried out such a crazy death-making operation. The tactics just now can be described as "killing 1,000 enemies and injuring 800 yourself."

However, after looking at the state of the people around him, he realized that he was not the worst:

The girl in white, who looked cold in any state, was standing in place at this time twitching slightly, and sparks kept popping up and down her body, looking quite terrifying.

"Well, it's hard now." Zhang Luo sighed helplessly.

If an ordinary girl faints, she just needs to pick it up, but this guy next to her not only weighs a ton, but also keeps leaking electricity. If you contact her rashly now, you will definitely enjoy the "electrotherapy" immediately. Feel.

Just when Zhang Luo was still thinking about how to take Frankenstein away, he saw an unstable portal suddenly open next to the girl in white.

From the infinite deep darkness, Federik has only been changing into a new body for a few days. Karemont walked out and said to Zhang Luo, "Master Frankenstein, leave it to me." ”

"Don't forget to recycle the containers and boats over there." Zhang Luo pointed to the Hermes in the arena and the black container in the corner.

"I see." Carremont nodded politely. It's as if it's been formatted once.,Restored to the humility of the first time we met on the train.。

Seeing this guy suddenly appear, Zhang Luo was not very surprised. Presumably, this is what Frankenstein once called an "emergency measure":

In the event that she is completely unable to control her body, or if the circuit is severely damaged, the "emergency switch" in her body will activate, opening a spatial door to teleport her subordinates and reclaim her out-of-control body.

Although the combat power statistics in the eyes of the executioner are only B-level, Frankenstein has become a well-known super-powerful existence among heretical creatures - "Transforming Demon" because of her endless "black technology"!

Watching Carremont put the Hermes and the metal box containing SCP-682 into the storage space, Zhang Luo suddenly realized that Frankenstein had actually taken the proposal he had made in Antarctica, installing a jet propulsion device on Carremont's ass......

Seeing that the guy with the ass breathing fire was moving quickly, Zhang Luo asked, "How do you feel about the new transformation?" ”

"Do you mean jet propulsion? I think it's nice that it's more flexible to move around than before. Carremont nodded in satisfaction, and blue flames erupted from behind him again.

Hearing this mechanical transformer's reply, Zhang Luo breathed a sigh of relief: it seems that he doesn't have to worry about Carremont dismantling himself after learning the truth.

Handing over the task of recovery to Carremont, he walked briskly to the entrance of the arena and returned to the hallway of the players' lounge.

The corridor that was originally corroded by Saya has long been restored to its original state, and the "cute girl" who is enough to corrupt all mankind is no longer there at this time, and I don't know where it has gone.

……

Realizing that the plan to recover Saya had failed, Zhang Luo shook his head and returned to the fork in the hallway, walking to the office at the other end.

When he was possessed by the evil god before, he had already learned in modeling that this office was the house where the financial leader of the underworld, Pharaoh, was located.

The mummy, who was the organizer of the event, stayed in this room during the game.

Since Zhang Luo's attention was spent on dealing with the members of the conqueror in the center of the field, he did not investigate what was in the room. Still, he managed to melt the lock on the door of this office.

So now, it's time for the "harvest".

"Well, would that guy leave a few gold bars or something?"

Guessing what would be inside, Zhang Luo walked quickly to the door, kicked open the black metal door as thick as a vault with a rude kick, and then strode into the office.

-- Shrouded in a mild pale yellow light, there is a rectangular room that can be described as rudimentary.

On the wall to the right of the door was a large empty bookshelf, and in the center of the room lay an ebony desk, and in the back it was a soft-looking brown leather chair, but there was not even a single ornament.

"Is a billionaire's office so shabby? There seems to be a mystery......" Zhang Luo stared at the dark yellow wallpaper on the wall.

The layout of the room is so simple that it is suspiciously simple, just the algorithm always uses the device that he carries with him to make transactions, but there is nothing on the desk, which is really too strange.

The wallpaper here looks very old, and it is undoubtedly requested by the pharaoh. The mummy must be very nostalgic, so he tried to make the interior of the house resemble a pyramid mausoleum.

If this place really resembles the inside of a pyramid, it wouldn't be surprising that there would be some traps and secret doors and the like......

"Then let me see, what are you hiding?"

Zhang Luo stood in front of his desk and began to conduct a detailed inspection of this suspicious room.