The Devil Inside

The next moment——

Light and shadow emerge!

The surroundings quickly collapsed and reconstructed, and Han Solo was clearly in a carriage, but a spacious bedroom appeared in front of him.

Beckett was naked. He was sixty years old, but still strong and showed no signs of aging.

He was bathing in the morning light, swinging his hips wildly, sending his rubber stick flying.

Circle after circle, never stopping.

Han Solo felt like he was going blind.

He retracted his finger and looked at Beckett in astonishment: "Commissioner Beckett, if nothing happens, I will get off the car. Please send the messenger to the Shadow Chasing Association. I will not go to the First School District with you."

Beckett realized his mistake.

After all, he is a big shot. He remains calm even when a mountain collapses in front of him. Even at such a moment, he still forces himself to hold on.

"Oh, I misplaced my memory. That's a morning exercise passed down in my family. It's good for your health, not some perverted behavior."

“Isn’t this perverted?”

"I'm in my bedroom, what kind of pervert is that?"

“You’re walking the bird!”

"That's exactly the point of my family's aerobics. I also find it strange, but I can't disobey my father's orders."

Beckett was serious.

The glow at his fingertips faded and rekindled, "Okay, this is the memory."

"…Are you sure? If you make a mistake again, I'll really get off the bus!"

"Don't worry, I won't make the same mistake twice."

Tundra Weaver, there are indeed two evolutionary routes.

Doomweaver;

Bloody Weaver.

The evolution of the Bloody Weaver is simpler. It only requires killing three people who resonate with the "Tundra Weaver" in a specific way and absorbing their imprints.

The so-called "specific method" is actually the process of trying to extract the imprint.

In the game, it is expressed by creating an illusion, transforming into a giant spider, chasing the target in it, making it flee, frightened, and causing its mind to collapse, and finally precipitating a mass of energy matter containing the imprint that can be absorbed;

The so-called "illusion" is actually just a corner of the virtual world.

Humans cannot create space, and all illusion magic is the development and utilization of a corner of the virtual world.

Han Solo raised his finger and touched the dirty light.

The next moment, the sky and the earth were blood red!

"Don't come over here, don't come over here!"

My nose was filled with a foul stench that went straight to my brain, and Beckett's panicked roar rang in my ears.

Even if you don't see him, you can easily tell from the sound.

Beckett was heartbroken and on the verge of collapse.

Han Solo was there, watching Beckett being chased by a giant spider. The spider had claws as hard as steel guns, teeth as sharp as cold blades, compound eyes that shone with strange colors, and a shoulder height of more than five meters, which was enough to become anyone's nightmare.

Especially after Beckett attacked with all his might, only to find that the spider was unharmed.

Just watching from the sidelines, Han Solo couldn't quite understand Beckett's state of mind, and even felt that his running posture was too hasty and a little funny.

But no one could laugh.

Because the fear in Beckett's eyes came from the heart, Han Solo felt a little bit of pity when he saw it.

He pulled his fingers out and said, "Logically speaking, you are completely trapped in the illusion and you are doomed to die! How did you escape?"

"I didn't escape, I was spared. You saw it, I was at my wit's end. But the spider disappeared inexplicably, the illusion collapsed, and I woke up..."

Beckett was still horrified.

"I don't know what happened. After I calmed down, I watched my memories many times, and I felt more and more that the spider in the illusion seemed to have the same origin as my imprint! I remembered the reason why the Fate Weaver Society was destroyed - a sudden internal slaughter! I suspected that perhaps hunting each other was the condition for the evolution of the 'Tundra Weaver Mother'."

This is also the reason why Beckett is eager to attend this party.

Han Solo had no intention of hiding anything.

This is very bad news for him!

Like Beckett, he is the target of the Bloody Weaver.

Beckett is one of the six commissioners of Arendelle, which means that Han Solo’s death may go unnoticed, but if Beckett died, it would definitely be reported in the newspapers, and someone would definitely conduct an in-depth investigation.

Han Solo even suspected that—

Did the man behind the scenes let Beckett go because he knew of his existence and thought he was a more suitable person to attack?

Calculate the time.

Yesterday evening...

Nothing seemed special yesterday evening. Han Solo tried to contract a virtual creature, but failed.

Han Solo looked inward and soon discovered that there was a strange mark "clinging" to his spirit.

The method of applying this mark is far inferior to Diana's essence.

Han Solo could easily destroy it right now if he wanted to.

but……

Han Solo turned a blind eye, did not choose to eliminate it, and even took the initiative to protect it.

Others can kill him by following the mark, and he can also kill them back by following the network cable.

He said, "Commissioner Beckett, you are very perceptive. The Tundra Weaver does have two evolutionary routes. The reason I didn't reveal it is because the second route is too evil. Kill three of your kind in a specific way and absorb their marks to evolve into the Bloody Weaver! The Bloody Weaver also has a rare mark."

Beckett is creepy!

Chapter 63 #063 Pure (Two in One)

Beckett was prepared.

There is no shortage of curious people on the Zelmon continent, and rankings such as the Top Ten Life Forbidden Zones and the Top Ten Masters are also enduring traffic topics.

The Fate Weaving Society often appears in some entertainment newspapers and magazines with strange headlines such as "A mysterious organization known only to 1% of the people. They were once so powerful, but now no one knows about them."

The organization was destroyed by infighting.

"Uneven distribution of benefits", "Sleeping with sister-in-law", "Tundra Weavers come with a curse", "A certain senior official was bribed by a big country".

There are many different opinions on the cause of the infighting, and there is no generally accepted answer.

Now it seems that the answer is very obvious.

The Tundra Weaver carries his own curse. He captures his colleagues and refines them in an instant!

Beckett's face was no longer relaxed, and he asked, "The illusion I experienced was the 'special technique'?"

Han Solo nodded: "Yes. The hunter wants you to be 'fearful', extreme fear, so that your mark can be released."

"How was it triggered? My residence is protected by a magic circle and monitored by powerful people. The city committee has a heavy responsibility. Every once in a while, someone will check my mental state to prevent evil magic from invading my brain and interfering with my judgment and decision-making. Logically, I should be safe—"

Beckett paused mid-sentence.

He suddenly realized that he actually knew the answer, but he just didn't want to admit it or face it.

In order to pull others into a fantasy, one must first try to nail the "mark" on the target person's mind and anchor it.

You may be "pinned" by drinking unique tea, touching strange utensils, hearing mysterious spells, or even just making eye contact.

Han Solo said: "You have a special gift. You can take a good look at your past and find out who that person is."

“…There’s no need for that.”

Beckett shook his head and suddenly smiled sadly: "I am not afraid to tell you that you and I are both prey. The hunter is Director Tibbers, I am sure of that."

Tibers?

Han Solo wasn't too surprised.

If you have to choose one from the three people who just gathered, the one with the greatest suspicion is undoubtedly Tibers.

As for the wild "Tundra Weaver Marker", he most likely cannot come into contact with Beckett, let alone plant the mark.

He asked: "Why?"

“You may not know the relationship between the ‘City Committee’ and the ‘Arendelle Board of Directors.’ Let’s just say that a person cannot become one of the six commissioners without the approval of the majority of the board members.

“It’s wrong to say that our committee is the dog of the board of directors. The board of directors is not a monolithic entity. They also have factions. Can a guard dog guard the doors of two or three households at the same time?

"It's just compromise, promises to this company, promises to that company, wandering around the hills, trying to support all the directors... It's not pleasant to be two-faced and compromise, but the power of the six committee members, the respect and flattery I enjoy make up for it."

Beckett was talking incomprehensibly.

He added: "Director Tibbs is a member of the Revolutionary Party, which is very popular in the board of directors. Most of the members of the Revolutionary Party are wealthy businessmen and dissidents. My position, 'Logistics Support Committee', has always been regarded as a forbidden position by them, and only one of their own can take up the position.

"During the last election for the six committee members, among the competitors, there was a person who was strongly supported by the Revolutionary Party. I had given up seeking their support, but unexpectedly, Director Tibers extended an olive branch to me. With his help, I was successfully elected..."

Talking about the past, Beckett still looked sad.

Logistics support member.

Responsible for the logistics support of Arendelle, including accommodation, catering, medical and other services;

Responsible for managing the city’s infrastructure construction and providing a safe, comfortable and convenient learning and living environment for engravers.

The rail-powered magic locomotive was a project that Beckett promoted and completed, and he was capable;

He is also responsible for cooperating with major chambers of commerce to introduce high-quality business resources and enrich the engravers' spare time.

There are many big businessmen in the revolutionary party, and they are determined to get this position.

Beckett is not one of them, but he sits in this position...

All I can say is that Director Tibers’ power is terrifying.

He is probably the one who has the final say in the revolutionary party.

“At that time, Director Tibers asked me to sign a contract witnessed by the beings in the virtual world, a devil’s contract imprinted in my spirit, and I signed it.

"I think that 'mark' should be bound to the contract. I can't remove it before the contract expires or is completed. Director Tibers has been eyeing me for a long time. He knows that my mark is 'Tundra Weaver' and is about to evolve!"

What a curse!

Beckett was resentful.

Han Solo listened and simply said, "What if we break the contract? If we break the devil's contract, the nails of the illusion magic will also disappear."

Beckett shook his head, "It's the same death! The witness to the contract may look like a harmless kitten, but it is a virtual creature after all. I can't contend with it."

Harmless, kitten?

Han Solo looked up sharply and asked, "Is it a hairless cat? One of those... Sphinx cats?"

Stypunk cat?

Beckett didn't know what kind of cat it was, but he said, "I can't describe it very well. I saw its appearance at the moment the contract was established. In short, it was a flesh-colored cat with big, pointy ears and was bloated with fat."

Oh fuck, what a fuck!

Han Solo never expected that he would inexplicably obtain information here that he didn't know in the game.

The "Ancient Sin Demon" that descended on Arendelle in the ninth round is portrayed in the game as an evil creature that looks very similar to a hairless cat.

Director Tibers is related to the devil of sin!

Is he the "officer" that Diana mentioned?

"Not like."

Han Solo shook his head slowly, thinking: "When Diana mentioned the 'Priest', there was obviously some awe in her tone. Tibers is certainly not an ordinary person, but his fighting ability is just so-so. He should not be respected by Diana."

Seeing his silence, Beckett asked, "Why, do you still recognize that 'cat'?"

"know."