The oppressive atmosphere spread in the small study, making the air in the room seem to be much heavier.

Frankenstein's delicate little face looked particularly pale against the background of her long black hair, and she had never had any mood swings, but at this moment she clenched her small fists, frowned and stared at the "man in black" standing on the other side of the room, and said in a deep voice:

"Why?"

"It's just a dream, there's no need to take it so seriously, right?" Zhang Luo spread his hands indifferently.

"Well, that's why I'm going to kill you now." Frankenstein pressed his knuckles, crackling.

Seeing that she seemed to be going to move seriously, Zhang Luo sighed: "Have you forgotten our purpose?" ”

He knew very well that the reason why the two of them wanted to participate in the "Nightmare Theater" this time was because their current mental power was not enough, and in order to be able to control the body of the Abyss Evil God, as well as the hell weapon "Pandora", he needed stronger mental power.

As long as you pass the trial of the Nightmare Theater, you can get a way to improve your mental power from Mephistopheles, the owner of the theater. So they were also making breakthroughs in an orderly manner before. But now......

Even a cold-blooded killer who has no emotion on the surface will have weaknesses in his heart, but they are hidden deeply. It seems that her actions just now must have touched some shadow in Frankenstein's memory, which made her react so much.

But even so, Zhang Luo was not willing to give up the opportunity to convince her:

"Are you sure you want to fight me here? Then all the things we've done so far have been in vain. ”

Hearing this, Frankenstein seemed to loosen his clenched little fist, although he was still standing in place.

Noticing that she was beginning to waver, Zhang Luo was about to continue the "mouth cannon" when the whole room suddenly began to shake violently.

"What's going on here......"

The ceiling above me shook and fell. A rapidly expanding cobweb-like crack appeared on the mahogany floor beneath his feet. Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhang Luo didn't have time to continue chatting, so he immediately stepped forward, grabbed the cold little hand of the girl in white who was still stunned, and roughly dragged her into the wardrobe against the wall, and then quickly closed the cabinet door.

A second later, the study collapsed entirely.

With a dull rumbling sound. Zhang Luo felt that the wardrobe he was in began to fall rapidly, and the rubble and rubble smashed on the wooden cabinet, making a crackling sound.

The petite girl seemed to want to say something, but just as she could open her mouth, she fell into his arms. Immediately after, the wardrobe fell heavily on the solid floor!

"Boom!"

The wardrobe slammed into the ground, emitting a long echo, and a wave of ultra-high frequency vibration flowed up and down Zhang Luo's body, and at the same time brought the effect of tinnitus, making him feel as if he had been run over by a truck.

"I thought I was going to be smashed into meat sauce, but I didn't expect to be alive......"

Lying on his back in the closet on the floor, Zhang Luo couldn't even finish his words before he heard a loud bang again.

"Click!"

The top of the wardrobe was rudely torn open in front of his head, and a pitch-black steel bar was inserted straight down and nailed to a place less than two centimeters away from his head.

“WTF……”

Even the "well-informed" Zhang Luo couldn't help but scold in this situation, and immediately kicked open the wooden door of the wardrobe, picked up the white-clothed girl who fell in his arms, sat up and looked around, observing the situation around him:

A large hole appeared above their heads, and the original study had long since disappeared, and where they were now was a rubble that had just collapsed.

But there are obviously more than three floors of collapsed floors.

Zhang Luo visually inspected it, and there were at least five broken floors above, which means that his current self should be on the third floor underground.

"What the hell?" He stood up and patted the dust off his black trench coat.

"It's weird." Frankenstein whispered.

At this time, the girl didn't have the time to make any more trouble.

Obviously, the collapse of this apartment building is completely unreasonable.

――In the real world, there is a possibility that the "tofu scum project" will collapse suddenly, but it is really unreasonable that the apartment building that is the stage for the third act of the Nightmare Theater will also collapse.

Moreover, the location of this collapse is exactly the room where the two of them are, which is obviously not normal. Other words......

"You arranged it, Mephistopheles, right?" Zhang Luo shouted loudly, his voice echoing in the empty basement.

Unlike the apartment building above, there are no lights in this basement, so it's impossible to see what's inside.

However, even with no view at all, Zhang Luo judged by the echo that this floor was not composed of individual small rooms like the interior of the apartment, but a huge basement.

Faust's previous Act 3 mission was "Escape from the Apartment Building", with no mention of the existence of the basement at all. In other words, this basement is not the stage for the third act.

In this way, the probability that this place is the hiding place of the "mastermind" is obviously much higher.

As Zhang Luo expected, in the shadows of the basement, a joking male voice soon came:

"Welcome to my palace, two."

Unlike Faust, who is always impassioned, this yin and yang voice sounds very unorthodox and completely unserious.

"You're Mephistopheles?" Zhang Luo asked.

"That's right, that's me...... A name. The strange voice sounded again, identifying himself.

Unlike the chaotic and evil demons, demons like Mephistopheles are considered to be in the camp of "orderly evil". Rather than slaughtering in a haphazard manner, the devils prefer to play with people's hearts and plunge mankind into an endless abyss through various seemingly reasonable "equivalent transactions".

Faust, who previously hosted the Nightmare Theater, was transformed into that terrible appearance after his death because of his deal with Mephistopheles.

In the face of a treacherous guy like the devil, Zhang Luo was also extremely cautious at this time - and continued to say indecent lines:

"It is said that the task can only be completed by breaking through the apartment building, how can it be considered passed? I'm afraid there's a dirty ...... behind it."

"Stop, stop, I know what you want to ask." Mephistopheles let out a lewd laugh and explained, "Actually, I was going to watch the two of you perform, but an unexpected intruder came, so I had to shorten the flow of the third act and let the two of you go directly into my realm......"

"That glasses girl failed too?" Zhang Luo asked casually.

"Yes, it's a pity that she died in the killer's game room and had to quit the stage......" Having said that, Mephistopheles's voice didn't have the slightest sense of regret.

"So now that we've completed the mission, we can get a reward, right?" Zhang Luo went straight to the point.

Regardless of how they arrived, now that they had met Mephistopheles, it was clear that he and Frankenstein had passed the trials of the Nightmare Theater and were eligible to win rewards.

However, Zhang Luo knew that Mephistopheles would obviously not hand over the reward so easily, but would make certain requests-

"Two, now I need you to help me fight off that invader, otherwise this realm will be occupied by him, and at that time, even if I want to give you gifts, I will not be able to find anything for you." Mephistopheles laughed.

"I knew you were going to say that." Zhang Luo sighed and asked, "What's the name of the intruder?" ”

After he asked, Mephistopheles's voice finally became serious for the first time.

Immediately afterwards, this famous devil said a name that surprised Zhang Luo:

"That terrible intruder is called—Sigmund. Freud. ”