The Devil Inside

"Thank you for your reassurance, sir, but it is of no use."

The meat is squirming, at that step:

"It doesn't make me sad that it has become like this. What really worries me is that the evil existence from ancient times is trying to cheat the 'Great Code'. Once he controls the ownership, Arendelle will be destroyed!"

Fuck it.

what's the situation?

Dallion looked at the meat paste in front of him and felt sick.

The words of justice that came out of his mouth could not make people empathize with them, they just sounded weird and strange.

Han Solo was also shocked.

In the game, he had indeed been here, to this illusion constructed by the unlocking blocks.

But that's after the crisis in Arendelle is resolved, not now.

He had never come into contact with this strange creature before.

He asked: "Are you————Sambo Zeslia?"

"You know me? Did the Eleven Sages send you here?"

Meatpaste looked at Han Solo.

Han Solo raised his hand and said, "You can understand it that way. Anyway, I am here to help the real Sambo. Can you explain it to me? The current situation. And why are you like this?"

"There is one answer to these two questions. Arendelle is in crisis. A group that believes in ancient demons hopes to use the power of the Great Code to forcibly break through the spatial barrier and bring down the demons. To achieve that, you must first become the master of the Great Code, that is, replace me."

The meat paste spoke calmly and explained slowly.

"It's difficult to become me. So they changed their thinking and turned me into 'him'. I have to say,

Very clever. The Great Code cannot tell me from him, it is confused. "

It's truly an unimagined path.

Han Solo and the other two looked at each other with surprise in their eyes.

If you can't turn into Sambo, then turn Sambo into him?

Fantastic idea, but effective.

Roumi waited for a moment, but received no response. He realized that what was more surprising than his words was his current "shape".

He looked at the Gu Sorcerer and said, "Senior, I want to trouble you with something. You seem to have a unique power that can distinguish the souls of living things?"

The sorcerer remained calm and said, "The soul is the basis of the curse. Understanding the soul is a basic skill that every sorcerer must master."

"Great! Could you please go to the opposite room and meet the 'fake'? Under your discerning eyes, I believe he will be exposed! The Great Code will know that I am its true owner!"

“That’s what we’re here for.”

The sorcerer certainly had no objection.

He looked at the door behind him and asked, "Another 'Sambo', just across the street?"

"Yes, across the hall, that's where the fake one is!"

Rouni was extremely excited, and he seemed to believe that the sorcerer could help him escape from his suffering.

The sorcerer did not hesitate and immediately said to Han Solo: "Let's go and take a look."

Chapter 119 #118 Another Sambo

Han Solo had no problem with that.

Pushing open the stone door, one sees a circular stone hall with several fireplaces on the circular walls. Firewood is burning inside, but it cannot dispel the cold.

The stone palace is too huge.

More than ten people were scattered in groups of three or five throughout the stone hall.

Han Solo saw that there were several people with sinister temperaments and wearing red and black robes. He didn't need to question them, and he could tell at a glance that they were followers of the evil god;

The other few people had kind faces and calm demeanors, and they were clearly the Grand Maesters of Arendelle.

But somehow, no fighting broke out between them and they lived in peace.

Han Solomon said, "What's going on—there's no fighting going on?"

"beat?"

Dallion frowned.

Han Solo said, "Yes, look at those guys, they are followers of the evil god! Why don't we kill them and keep them for the New Year?"

"".·kill?"

Dallion tilted his head, extremely confused.

The sorcerer cast his gaze over and asked, "Brother Han, you said some very new words! What do the words 'beat' and 'kill' mean? They always sound unlucky and bloody."

no-

Han Solo was shocked!

He took a boxing stance and threw two jabs: "It's just--"--hit, what does it mean, it means to hit."

Dallion and the sorcerer were listening to something as if they were reading a foreign language, and became increasingly confused.

"Darian? Why are you here!?"

Just at this moment, a doubtful voice sounded.

Han Solo turned around and saw a middle-aged woman with a bun, glasses and a bookish look walking towards him. She looked at Darien in surprise.

This is Lydia West, Arendelle's education and training committee member.

Dallion looked at her and asked, "Lydia? No wonder I didn't see you at the committee meeting yesterday. They lied to me and said you were on a business trip!"

Lydia looked embarrassed.

She asked again, "Why are you here?"

"As the Security Commissioner, I need to be responsible for the safety of all the people in Arendelle. What is happening here may destroy Arendelle, so I am here."

Dallion spoke righteously.

Lydia was speechless.

Now is not the time to pursue this, she asked: "Do you know what the situation is now?"

"Just know something! There are two Sambo Zeslia here, one real and one fake. Which one do you think is real? "-I can't tell. "

Delia shook her head. She looked at the other people in the stone hall and said, "Everyone else has their own opinions. Even the Great Code is uncertain. Moreover, there is a Sambo who is very emotionally unstable. He can't accept his current appearance. He is simply hysterical."

Is it?

Dallion turned his head and looked at the door not far away: "I'll go and take a look."

When they arrived in front of the door, Han Solo raised his hand and pushed it.

No push.

The door slammed and hit a hard object, and the person inside blocked the door.

The next moment, a roar exploded: "Get out! I've told you countless times! Don't come over here! Get out now!"

Hold··-·

Quite a temper.

Han Solo was ruthless and said immediately: "Brother Sambo, we are here to help you! The senior next to me has the ability to recognize souls. He only needs one glance to confirm your identity! Open the door and let him take a look at you."

"roll!"

Still, roaring and snarling.

Han Solo calmed down and said, "Why, you don't dare to open the door? So you are a fake!"

"Haha! Whatever you want! If it turns out like this, I won't want to live any longer! That's right, I'm the fake one, and he's the real one!"

Han Solo was helpless and looked back at Lydia.

Lydia sighed softly and said, "This guy has always been like this. He must have turned into a monster. The blow was too great and he became irrational."

Dallion put himself in the other's shoes.

My back also felt cold.

Sambo’s emotions are completely understandable. If this really happened to him, who wouldn’t collapse?

Rather.

The previous one was too calm, which was actually abnormal.

"excusable."

The sorcerer also said.

Han Solo laughed and said sarcastically, "What's excusable? The Lord of Arendelle will be the King of Zethria in the future! How can a king be so fragile? He yells and breaks down when something happens. How can we feel at ease leaving the country in the hands of such a person! In my opinion, he is a fake. He doesn't dare to open the door because he is afraid of being seen through."

"I'll fuck you!"

There was a loud shout from inside the door.

Not to mention others, even Han Solo is one.

The man inside the door was furious. He cursed again: "You damned lowly person! You are worse than pigs and dogs! I will kill your whole family and skin you alive! You deserve to be kicked in the head by a boot, you lowly bastard!"

fist.

Han Solo sneered and kicked the door panel.

There was a loud bang and the door panel shattered.

The large table behind the door moved sideways with a sharp "ouch" sound.

The shouting and cursing behind the door stopped abruptly.

Han Solo strode into the room. In the dim room, a lump of flesh was curled up in the corner, shivering.

Han Solo pointed his finger at his nose and glared at him: "If you keep swearing!"

Rouni remained silent, but his eyes were clear.

"You fuck my mom? I fuck your mom! If you curse me again, I'll take your last name if I don't beat you to death today! Damn it, am I giving you face?"

"Brother Han! Brother Han, forget it, forget it————

Dallion held Han Solo in his arms and tried his best to comfort him.

The sorcerer followed closely behind, took a glance, shook his head and said, "It's also a human soul. They did it really well. Not only did they use Transfiguration on Sambo, they also used it on their companions.

Han Solo said coldly: "Is there no difference in souls?"

"It must be there, but I don't know what a real Sambo soul looks like, so I can't tell."

The Gu Sorcerer glanced at Han Solo and said, "Calm down, Han. It's not like you to ask such a stupid question."

———That’s right.

After being scolded, his mind stopped working for a while.

Before learning the details, Han Solo believed that the difficulty of this operation lay in how to reach the illusion.

Only after I actually got there did I realize that the difficulty lies in distinguishing the real from the fake.

Transfiguration, it's amazing.

It is hard to say that the rational person before was genuine. It is indeed normal to have an emotional breakdown after encountering such a thing.

We can’t say that the fear we see before us is real. What if Sambo really has the spirit of a king and remains calm even when a mountain collapses in front of him?

There was nothing I could get out of this trembling mass of flesh.

Several people retreated to the door, and Han Solo asked: "Ms. Lydia, what is the personality of the Lord of Arendelle?"

"In my opinion, Lord Sambo is an upright and sensible young man. He has a quick mind and is full of energy. He treats people in a decent and generous manner, if not in a friendly way."

Lydia lowered her voice.

She pointed at the door opposite and whispered, "I thought that person was the real one. But - you know, this is a serious matter, so I dare not make a hasty judgment. One of my subordinates said that since the other party set up this trap, they must imitate the character of Lord Sambo, so the rational and calm Sambo is the fake one."