We Have a Traitor Among Us!

Griffin took off running.

Behind me, the Weird Bean's Every Flavor Bean clung to me tightly.

The massive body rampaged through the maze, almost brushing against the walls with each turn, while heavy footsteps approached from behind.

Griffin didn't dare look back; he just kept running.

But this is a maze created by Silver Wolf, and luck always runs out.

In mid-air, the Silver Wolf floated lazily, its arms crossed over its chest, watching with great interest the figure below frantically darting through the maze.

"Little brother Ta, remember to make him tell you about the Ace of Ace of Spades, and who made him come back early."

As she spoke, she tossed a complete maze map into Yanlin White Tower communication interface.

"Clear!"

Beside her, Avela didn't say a word.

She glanced at Yanlin White Tower, and her look conveyed her meaning quite clearly.

If she doesn't deal with Griffin personally today, this isn't over.

Yanlin White Tower.

So the two of them joined the maze and became two more ghosts.

Three ghosts are capturing one person.

Silver Wolf was in charge of watching the show.

Griffin suddenly turned right, and after only two steps inside, his expression changed.

Dead end.

"Damn it!" He immediately stopped and turned to run back.

As soon as I turned around--

Avela was already standing in the middle of the road, holding her sword, looking at him with a half-smile.

"Hey, weren't you so arrogant just now?"

Griffin's pupils contracted.

The next second.

Clang!

The longsword was drawn.

Avela stomped her foot and instantly pounced on him.

Griffin didn't dare to take the attack head-on; in order to escape, he had already thrown away his heavy armor.

Now that he's really taken the hit, he's not even sure if he can get up again.

Griffin lunged to the side, the sword blade nearly grazing his shoulder.

"Well!"

He fell to the ground in a sorry state, scrambled to his feet, and rushed into another road without looking back.

Avela didn't pursue too closely. She slung her longsword over her shoulder and followed slowly behind, as if deliberately herding prey.

Just as Griffin rounded the next corner, a dark shadow suddenly fell from above.

Bang!

Yanlin White Tower landed steadily, blocking the middle of the road.

"Fat pig." He raised the small hammer in his hand. "Where are you going?"

Griffin suddenly stopped.

His round, chubby face paled instantly, and his entire body trembled. "Damn it... how did you players end up mixing with the Court officials?!"

Yanlin White Tower, who was adjusting his cuffs, paused almost imperceptibly upon hearing this.

"What?" He looked up. "Does dealing with us make you feel uneasy?"

Griffin didn't answer; he quickly glanced around.

In front of it is the Yanlin White Tower, behind it is Avela, and not far away is that strange thing that might rush out at any time.

There is nowhere to go.

Griffin gritted his teeth, and the next second, he suddenly pulled a mask from his pocket.

The mask had a very strange shape.

Its overall outline vaguely resembles a twisted heart, but the edges have structures that look like teeth and bite marks, making it unsettling to look at.

"You forced me to this! Do you really think I'm someone to be trifled with!?"

Griffin put the mask on his face.

Having said that, he no longer concealed his aura!

Silver Wolf also silently observed the other party's data:

[Griffin]

[Level: 15 → 60]

[Age: 34]

[Skill: Memory Modification]

Silver Wolf had initially thought that after holding back for so long, this guy would at least be able to pull out a second-stage weapon.

The result was more like taking a big dumpling.

That's it?

under.

Griffin clearly didn't think that way at all. After fully releasing his aura, he seemed to have suddenly regained his confidence, roared, and charged directly towards the Yanlin White Tower.

Yanlin White Tower: "..." He didn't even step back.

With a flick of his right hand, he lifted the small hammer, which was originally only the size of a palm, upwards.

Bang!

Griffin was sent flying.

"Ah?"

Griffin, still in mid-air, hadn't reacted yet.

The small hammer had rapidly expanded in Yanlin White Tower's hands, and in the blink of an eye, it had become an exaggeratedly heavy hammer.

Yanlin White Tower gripped the hammer handle with both hands and slammed it down.

"Get down."

Smash it!!

The ground suddenly shook.

Griffin fell straight into the ground, with only half of his body sticking out.

Yanlin White Tower slung the sledgehammer over his shoulder and rubbed his nose.

"No, buddy."

"With such a commotion, I thought you had a breakthrough on the spot."

Avela then strolled over at that moment.

She glanced at Griffin, without uttering a single unnecessary word.

With a flash of sword light, Griffin's last remaining hand was also severed.

"Ugh--!" A muffled groan came from the ground.

Avela crouched down and pressed the tip of her sword against his waist.

"You have three seconds. That card—who gave it to you?"

Yanlin White Tower. "Wait."

Avela turned her head. "What?"

"Get him out first." Yanlin White Tower pointed to the ground. "His face is still buried in the soil; he can't speak."

Avela paused, then said, "Oh."

In mid-air, Silver Wolf raised a finger, and the blue pixels quickly converged.

A giant data hand fell from mid-air, grabbed Griffin's leg, and pulled him straight out of the ground.

But at this moment, Griffin had already fainted; the sword strike from Avela had knocked him unconscious from the pain.

Silver Wolf shook his head. "He's passed out..."

Silver Wolf tapped on the keyboard, canceling the maze and returning Griffin's original right hand.

Avela sneered, "Maybe it's an act!" Before she could finish speaking, she raised her longsword, intending to chop off her other hand.

Yanlin White Tower quickly stopped her, "Wait, sisters, like this... I'll do it."

Yanlin White Tower took out a fire pit and a bucket of water from his backpack. "Wait for me to boil them."

Avela's eyes lit up. "This is good."

Silver Wolf slowly landed to the side, put his hands in his pockets, and looked at Griffin lying on the ground.

She still doesn't quite understand it.

Why did Phanes specifically ask her to take the people to the wilderness to deal with them?

Is it fear of the Abyss? Or something else?

beside.

Avela had already started frantically stuffing firewood into the fire.

Yanlin White Tower glanced at her, "Aren't you being a little too hasty?"

"Hehe, then we must let him experience it properly."

The water began to churn.

Avela simply picked up the bucket. "Let me do it."

Whoa--!

Hot water was poured on it.

"Ah--!!"

Griffin jolted awake from his coma, his entire flabby body nearly bouncing up.

But as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw three ancestors standing in front of him.

Silver Wolf pulled out the Ace of Spades, and then Avela demanded fiercely, "Tell me! Who gave you this card?!"

"What!" Griffin stared blankly at the card, then quickly shook his head. "I don't know, I don't know! My ability was given to me by a masked person, and that's all I know!"

Yanlin White Tower, "A mask?"

"Yes, yes! It's the person wearing the mask!"

Avela drew her longsword, glaring fiercely at Griffin. "Stop talking nonsense!"

"Seriously, Avela 'm not exaggerating! I really didn't say anything, I was just randomly chosen by him..."

Just then...

Silver Wolf suddenly narrowed her eyes, raised her hand, and with a light tap of her fingertip, blue data instantly burrowed into the mask on Griffin's face.

The next second, Griffin's whole body convulsed violently.

Silver Wolf's eyes shifted slightly. "Oh? Your mask even has a self-destruct function."

"Holy crap..." Yanlin White Tower exclaimed in shock. He wasn't afraid that even if he was instantly killed, he could simply lose a level and revive, but Avela...

"I don't know either, I really don't know!" Griffin shouted, enduring the pain.

Avela pressed her sword against Griffin's thigh. "You don't need to shout so loudly, we can hear you!"

Griffin felt a sharp pain and his body tensed instantly. "Okay! Okay!! I understand."

Yanlin White Tower, "I'll give you a chance. We're not murderers, but you must honestly tell us if you've ever seen this card."

Griffin shook his head.

Why did you suddenly touch the statue a month ago?

"That person made me do it!"

Yanlin White Tower shrugged. "Alright, this guy's just a puppet on stage."

Avela pressed her sword further in, "Do you know who he is!?"

"I know! It's you players, I don't know any others!"

"Players?" Avela asked, puzzled. She had never heard of this term before.

However, Yanlin White Tower suddenly realized that Griffin had called him a player earlier, and he understood that this person already knew the concept of a player.

"He taught you?"

"Yes, yes, he told me... you travelers are all players, from another world..."

Yanlin White Tower covered his chin and looked at the Silver Wolf, as if he already had the answer in his heart.

Avela drew her longsword, Griffin screamed in agony.

Then she raised her longsword high, "Who cares about any of that? Tell me where you and he made your deal!"

Griffin, seeing Avela's raised sword poised to strike at any moment, panicked. "It's like this! I met him in Tavern once, and he said he saw I had extraordinary talent and would give me..."

"Smooth talker!" Avela plunged her sword into Griffin's thigh again.

"Ah!!"

"Get to the point!" Avela began to churn Griffin's flesh with her sword.

"Ah—" Griffin gritted his teeth, "In the Tavern, he was the traveler of the Goddess of Life!"

Avela drew her longsword and looked at Yanlin White Tower, "When did you travelers become so powerful?"

Yanlin White Tower shrugged. "No, that person is definitely not right. He's not like us."

Avela: "Then I'll take this person back with me."

Yanlin White Tower thought for a moment and asked, "By the way, does his altered perception still exist?"

Avela scratched her head, "This..."

Avela looked at Griffin, who was sprawled on the ground, and kicked him hard. "Hey, what did you use to do this cognitive manipulation?"

"Mask... face..."

"A mask?" Avela suddenly realized, "So that mask really was your trump card. Too bad it didn't work!"

Yanlin White Tower, squatted down, and took off the mask the other person was wearing. "Then I'll keep it for now."

Avela nodded in agreement, then looked at Silver Wolf...

With a flick of his Silver Wolf hand, the group returned to their previous positions.

The next few procedures were handled by Avela herself.

Yanlin White Tower and Silver Wolf exchanged a glance, as if they both had found the answer in their hearts.

"Bone-Eroding Serpent".