Chapter 141 The Elder's Condition

Wayne and the others had somehow found the missing demon hunter elder, Andaher, but the elder's condition seemed to be problematic. Her expression was dull, her movements sluggish, and she showed no reaction to her surroundings. Hasson tried to talk to her, but she only uttered a few meaningless, garbled syllables before standing there motionless.

While Hasson used various detection spells to check Andaher's condition, he asked Tutanin, "Where did you find her?"

"Under that tower. When we found her, she was wandering around in the open space next to the tower, already in this state."

Hasson waved his hand in front of Andaher's eyes, but the latter remained expressionless. After a while, she suddenly walked to the side. Under the curious gazes of the crowd, she came to the scattered remains of the banquet and began rummaging through a pile of rotten and spoiled food.

It took Hao Ren a moment to realize that she was instinctively "foraging."

Hasson immediately stepped forward to help Andaher up and shared the dry food he carried with him. Andaher still had no reaction to Hasson, but she instinctively took the food and skillfully opened the packaging and devoured it.

Hasson handed her a bottle of water, which Andaher also took, and she even knew how to open the bottle cap.

"The instinct for self-care is still retained, but it seems that she has lost the ability to communicate with people and most of her senses," Vivian observed. "It looks like she's been living like this for the past month."

"What's going on?" Izhaks was surprised. "Could it be that the Shadow of Chaos can not only drive people crazy, but also make them stupid?"

Lily wagged her tail and began to make creative guesses: "She's also an Ancient One. Could it be that she has senile dementia like bats?"

Vivian glared at her immediately: "Don't drag me into everything! I'm just forgetful, not senile!"

Just as Lily and Vivian were about to bicker again, Hasson suddenly found something from the detection spell he cast on Andaher: "Wait, it's not the influence of the Shadow of Chaos, it's a mind binding spell, but it was cast by the caster on themselves."

Hao Ren was stunned, looking at Andaher's dull face: "Mind binding?"

Vivian coughed twice: "It's a weak-minded spell."

The weak-minded spell—a funny-sounding name, but it is actually a real and common spell. Demon hunters, some human wizards, and the alien race known as "Night Demons" all know this magic. This magic acts on the minds of intelligent creatures, disrupting perception and weakening thinking ability. Powerful casters can even make people completely lose the ability to think. The effect of this magic varies greatly depending on the caster's ability and is also affected by the subject's resistance consciousness, so it is actually an unreliable spell, because the person you control with magic may suddenly think of his wife, husband, or someone else's wife at any time, and then become energetic and break free from control.

But if the caster uses this magic on themselves… because they suppress their resistance consciousness from the beginning through self-suggestion, the duration of the magic is almost infinite.

Andaher was affected by the weak-minded spell, and the caster was herself.

"Why would she do it to herself?" Elizabeth grabbed her horns, looking strange. "If she can't find an enemy after being maddened by the Shadow of Chaos, will she beat herself up?"

"No, she should be preventing herself from hurting others!" Hao Ren's mind flashed. "Does the Shadow of Chaos affect targets without intelligence?"

"It doesn't seem to," Hasson reacted. "The main way the Shadow of Chaos causes madness is actually by infinitely amplifying the anger and hostility in one's heart, but if a person doesn't even have the ability to think, then they will definitely not be affected."

"Can outsiders解除 (jiechu) this kind of mind binding that they cast on themselves?" Izhaks asked.

Hasson frowned: "...It's difficult. The most special thing about the mind binding spell is that its power is not only limited by the caster's level, but also depends on the target's resistance consciousness during the spell, which is purely a matter of spirit and will. There have been cases where a beggar with no power to restrain a chicken resisted the magic of a demon hunter master, and there have also been cases where a warrior who killed countless people on the battlefield was hit by an apprentice-level weak-minded spell and became an idiot for half his life. And Andaher cast the spell on herself, her resistance consciousness at the time was zero, and her casting level was the strongest… there is probably no solution from the outside."

Hasson explained the function and principle of the mind binding spell in detail, just to illustrate the difficulty of解除 (jiechu) it. But Izhaks still heard a glimmer of hope from it: "That is to say, the subject can still generate resistance consciousness, but this part of consciousness is shielded? As long as she can actively generate the idea of waking up, she can still wake up?"

"Theoretically, it is possible," Hasson looked at Izhaks suspiciously, "But what are you going to do? Her soul is sealed in the depths of her spirit, and she can't hear the outside world at all."

The green demonic fire unique to demons slowly rose in Izhaks' eyes. He laughed in a rough voice: "If you don't mind—I am a demon, and I am best at talking directly to other people's souls."

"Extracting souls?!" After understanding Izhaks' meaning, Hasson and Tutanin next to him exclaimed at the same time. Then Tutanin subconsciously opposed, "No, cooperating with aliens is already an unprecedented thing. Letting a demon touch the elder's soul is crossing the line."

"I won't extract it," Izhaks said slowly, "I'm just going deep into her spiritual world and saying a few words to her. I can guarantee the safety of this demon hunter lady, and I will definitely not do anything to her soul."

Izhaks was indeed full of sincerity, but the key point was that he attracted too much hatred from both his face and his race. No matter how you listened to the suggestions from his mouth, they felt frightening. Hasson and Tutanin's faces were green, and neither of them dared to nod.

This was also because of the reputation of the demon race in various worlds—although there were various demons in many worlds, demons from different worlds were very similar in character and behavior. They were all good at tampering with people's souls, and they especially liked to use this talent in evil places. No one had ever heard of a demon touching someone else's soul and putting it back intact, let alone using a psychic ritual to chat with people. A demon like Izhaks who promoted the five stresses, four beauties, loved life, was positive, and took the time to read the People's Daily or help old ladies cross the road was lucky enough to be taken in by Hao Ren. Otherwise, he should have been sent to a research institute for worship…

Seeing Hasson's attitude, Vivian finally became a little impatient: "Then you think of a useful solution."

Hasson opened his mouth: "...I'm thinking."

"Do you think we can waste time now?" Vivian's momentum was aggressive. "I'll give you thirty seconds. Hao Ren, start the clock."

Hasson didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You're too..."

"Twenty-five seconds."

At this time, Bai Huo suddenly interjected: "Mentor, I think we can try it."

Hasson was stunned: "Huh?"

"Didn't you say that power is just a tool, and the tool is neither good nor evil, and the good and evil all depend on the use," Bai Huo said very seriously. "If the situation requires it, demon hunters can also use poison and sneak attacks, so if it is to save people, there should be no difference if demons use their psychic powers for treatment, right?"

Hasson was a little speechless, and Vivian patted Bai Huo's shoulder with satisfaction: "This little girl has a future, she is much more flexible than your master."

Hasson didn't expect that he would be checkmated by his own disciple at a critical moment, but thinking that these were indeed his usual teachings, and Bai Huo's words made sense, he could only nod: "Then let's try it, but if there is any accident, we must stop immediately."

Some demon hunters immediately expressed doubts, but Hasson just shook his head: "The situation is urgent, we must first find a way to restore Elder Andaher."

As he spoke, he looked at Vivian, indicating that the person who really made the decision on this matter was this living ancestor, and suddenly the demon hunters on the scene were not very opposed—no one wanted to argue with Vivian, because they were really afraid that when the fight broke out, Vivian would yell while beating them: "When I beat your father, your grandfather, and your great-grandfather, they didn't say a word!"

Of course, the more important reason was that everyone's hostile instincts had disappeared inexplicably. In this case, the demon hunters also began to think about the problem in a more rational way. If they had been controlled by hostile instincts before, they should have had a completely different attitude.

After no one objected, Izhaks immediately began to perform a soul ritual on Andaher.