The Devil Inside

Laugh to death.

Can't beat it at all.

His mark evolved ten years ago, and the evolution method of the Bloody Weaver was known twenty years ago.

But over the years, he had only hunted and killed two people.

One head is still missing from the “rare level engraving”!

Bright red mist spread beneath my feet for no reason.

Tibers was slightly startled, forgot to chew, and subconsciously looked at his feet.

This fog...

The housekeeper was shocked!

He looked at Tibers and asked curiously, "Master, what's wrong? The virtual world is not stable yet, so it is not suitable to cast illusion magic now!"

Tibbers looked confused: "This is not me casting a spell."

"you--"

The butler wanted to say something else.

However, Tibers evaporated on the spot; he had been pulled into his illusion by his own magic.

……

……

The sky is red and the ground is covered with blood.

With a foul smell filling his nostrils, Han Solo looked around. There were countless weapons inserted in this space, all of which were swords of different lengths and shapes.

He turned around, looked at Tibers who looked stunned, and said with a smile: "Don't you welcome me? Director Tibers. This is your fantasy world."

"you……"

Tibbers didn't understand.

He had taken off his coat and was wearing only his waistcoat and shirt, and his cane was no longer in his hand.

He put one hand behind his back and forced himself to calm down: "Mr. Han, can you explain to me? What's going on?"

Han Solo raised his hand and pointed at his temple. "You nailed my will into my spirit and marked me. I tried to figure out the mark you left, reverse cracked it, tracked it, and then summoned you with your magic. As for where this place is and what it does, I believe I don't need to explain it."

Tibers was silent.

He has a sharp gaze.

Han Solo smiled, "Bloody Mother Weaver. You know what that is."

That's it!

He was careless!

Tibers let out a sigh of annoyance. At the previous banquet, he saw that Han Solo did not mention the "Bloody Weaver" and thought that Han Solo did not know about it, so he implanted the mark with confidence.

Now think about it...

How is that possible?

Han Solo even knows the "Rite of Breeding" that accelerates time, and his teacher is apparently a core member of the Fate Weaving Society.

Even if the Bloody Weaver Mother's advancement method is not explained in detail, it will at least be mentioned!

it's fine.

Tibers originally intended to kill Han Solo with a palm strike, to make him run away, to make him terrified, and to make his mind collapse!

The plan has not changed.

Just in advance.

Tibers raised his hand and unbuttoned his shirt collar. During this process, his dark green eyes stared at Han Solo like a wild animal: "You know everything, but you fell into the trap! Han Solo, you don't think that you, who are only level 5, can defeat me, who is level 9!"

"Come."

Han Solo raised his palm and hooked it back: "I'll teach you the answer."

Ah.

Tibers opened his hands and a bloody web was woven, covering the battlefield.

We were all taught by the same master, so we all knew what skills we were using.

This is "weaving a network".

Tibers has already absorbed two of his kind, and although his mark has not fully evolved, it has mutated.

The web he wove was blood-red, not only more resilient, but also able to eat away at and dissolve other spider silk, making it impossible for Han Solo to spread his web and enter the 'Hidden Hunter' state.

"Thump, thump, thump!"

The sound of treading water continued to be heard.

Tibers' figure had disappeared, but the scene here was a pool of blood with no end in sight.

He galloped on it, kicking up blood.

There is no need to sense it with your heart, you can know his location just by inferring from the trajectory of the blood splatter.

"……boring."

Han Solo's front was covered with blood, and he suddenly kicked to the side. With a dull bang, Tibers was hit and revealed. He looked up in surprise and looked at Han Solo in surprise.

"Thump, thump, thump!"

The blood trail was still splashing, as if an invisible man was running towards Han Solo.

Han Solo gathered his magic power, raised his hand and sucked out a ball of moss soaked in blood from the blood. He said helplessly, "Can you really fool people by letting the moss suck blood and disguise the running track? You... don't take me for a fool, okay?"

"I underestimated you."

call--

Tibers' eyes flashed with excitement and he let out a long breath.

A strange glow covered him; it was the "Spider-Sense".

He decided to make a quick decision.

Kill Han Solo in five seconds!

Chapter 65 #065: Oppression

"die!"

Spider-sense can greatly improve reaction speed and explosive power. Under the premise of overwhelming attribute values, once this ability is activated, victory is basically secured.

Tibers didn't hesitate at all. He stepped on the ground and flew away at lightning speed!

Han Solo didn't react.

He shouldn't be able to react.

Tibers' ninth-level cultivation was almost twice as high as his! The numerical difference between them could not be made up by skills.

What's more, he can do everything Han Solo can do.

In a duel between fellow disciples, numbers are king. Tibers doesn't know where Han Solo's confidence comes from.

Look!

He was already panicking.

Tibbers watched as Han Solo hurriedly pulled out a broken lantern, so panicked that he couldn't hold it tightly.

His hand slipped and the lantern flew out of his hand, landing five or six meters in front of him, buried in the blood and disappeared without a trace.

In just a blink of an eye, Tiberius flew past the lamp.

His expression was ferocious, and he roared subconsciously, exerting all his muscles at once. This punch—

"Well……"

A stream of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Han Solo stood in front of him, his face unusually calm. "It's painful, isn't it? I suffered the same loss before. My full-strength attack was intercepted. My internal organs were burning, and my bones were groaning. It was very painful."

The gas lamp worked.

The shadow of Diana emerged, she opened her hands, and cast the "immobilization spell" with the lamp as the center, imprisoning Tibers.

Tibers then realized that he couldn't even move a finger.

There was a chilling and eerie air behind his head, as if a ghost was staring at him with resentment. He tried to turn his head to look, but he couldn't move.

"Ding!"

In front of him, Han Solo lightly clicked a black ring with his fingertips.

The magic ring flickered, and the classic fire magic "Cone Impact" was activated.

The whistling flames rolled in and solidified in mid-air before touching Tibers.

The frozen curtain of flames appeared before his eyes, but strangely, Tibers could not feel any heat at all.

"Diana's immobilization technique is very special. It first imprisons you, then rewinds. The flames that accumulate in front of you will ignite you the moment the immobilization technique rewinds... I don't know what will happen specifically, so I wish you good luck."

A second later, the strange force that was restraining the body loosened.

Instead, there is a fierce attraction.

"Ooohhhhhhh-"

Tibers felt his body being compressed and torn apart, his flesh separated from his bones, and his blood escaping from his body. Compared to this horrific experience, the flames licking his body seemed insignificant!

The ninth-rank master was now a pile of rotten flesh in human form. The power of his technique was so great!

Earlier at the banquet, Han Solo heard Beckett and others praising Diana, and then he realized that -

It turned out that he had exchanged several moves with a real master.

After that experience, Han Solo didn't take Tibers seriously.

He knew he could win, but he didn't expect it to be so easy. He didn't even have to put in much effort. He just used an almost completely scrapped "time device" to easily secure the victory!

"What kind of magic is this? What happened!?"

Tiberius was rolling in blood, his mind no longer clear.

His shirt was torn, his hair was messy, and there was not a single piece of good flesh on his body. The old man who was murderous a second ago was now a stray dog on the roadside.

All that remains in my mind are fragmented and chaotic thoughts.

Han Solo drew out the Wu-na sword and slowly walked forward.

"Slow down..."

Tibers raised one hand and struggled to sit up.

He looked at Han Solo and said concisely: "I have 400,000 gold coins in assets and 20,000 gold coins in liquid funds! Han Solo, you win this time... I am willing to share my property with you! If I give you half, you will be the best and can go anywhere in Zelmon Continent!"

Han Solo looked at him and raised the sword. "I am not as rich as you, but I have this sword. It is fair. No matter if you are rich or poor, noble or humble, one strike of the sword will kill you."

"… Think carefully! That's 400,000 gold coins. 400,000! You will never earn that much money in your lifetime!"

Tibers's face was covered with scars from the fire.

He gritted his teeth, looking even more ferocious.

"What's the use? It can't buy life."

Han Solo sneered and thrust his sword downward. With a whistling sound, the sword pierced Tibers' throat, and Han Solo used his strength to cut across and remove his head.

A ball of blood-red light emerged and floated up into the air.

Han Solo reached out and took it, looking at it carefully:

[Tundra Weaver Mother·Precipitated Substance]

[By eating this, you can unlock the engraved evolution path: Bloody Weaver Mother. ]

Tibers dies and his illusion begins to crumble.