Capítulo 315: Bewitching
Immediately, Elder Layton seemed to wake up from a nightmare. He suddenly raised his head and looked at the other person as if he was watching the most terrifying nightmare in the world. He didn't pay attention and fell to the ground with a plop, "You...you, what do you want to do?"
Darth Malthael smiled coldly, "It's nothing, it's just a little subconscious implanted for you."
Jedi Knights or Sith with relatively high levels of cultivation can use The Force to influence the consciousness of some weak-willed people, but this is not equal to mind control, but to guide their thoughts and let them reach a certain conclusion. This effect is not strong, the duration is very short, and it cannot play a decisive role.
But what Darth Malthael used just now was a more advanced technique. He used The force to implant hints to affect Elder Layton's subconscious mind. As long as the conditions are met, The Force of the dark side will explode, will produce the desired result.
"Are you... a Jedi Knight?" Elder Layton asked tremblingly.
"Hehehehe...Why do you compare me with a decayed and weak Jedi Knight? This will make me not so happy." Darth Malthael jumped off the window sill and walked over step by step.
Elder Layton kept retreating, and soon his back hit the cabinet. There was no way to retreat. He could only lean his back against the cabinet and stood up, "I...you...then you are..."
"I'm here to help you." Darth Malthael sneered and patted his face, "Look, you're not far from failure. You, you have no money...you can't buy without money enough weapons, then Dorr-Femi-Bonmi's Army will soon crush the entire city of Tecave, and then cut off your head and hang it in the square as a sign of his victory."
Elder Layton's body trembled violently, and under Darth Malthael's intentional guidance, he even saw his rotten and shriveled head being hung on the square! He could even see a fat worm crawling out of his hollow eye socket, its tiny mouthparts constantly gnawing at the rotten flesh on his face!
"No! Impossible! Impossible! I still have an Army of 50,000! It is absolutely impossible for me to fail!" Elder Layton waved his hands indiscriminately, trying to get rid of the illusion in front of him. It seemed that he had succeeded, and he stopped, waved it around and breathlessly languished.
"Don't forget, just in those three prison cities, Elder Dorr liberated 100,000 prisoners." Darth Malthael said.
"I... no! It's impossible! I can't fail! Impossible!"
"Failure is just around the corner. Your Army doesn't have many Tanks anymore, and those things are defective products. Otherwise, how could real Tanks be destroyed by some Bazookas? From the beginning to the end, you are just a clown, you spent all your money, but all I got was a pile of junk. Why?" Darth Malthael said coldly.
"I... bastard! Walter Tambor lied to me! I'm going to kill him! I'm going to kill him!!" Elder Layton was aroused, his eyes bloodshot and he roared.
"You shouldn't be like this, you are the Great Elder! The supreme leader of Planet Cerea! But why do they all lie to you and disobey you? Do they want to betray Planet Cerea? No! You Think about it carefully, even if it is Elder Dorr, the conflict between him and you is just a difference of ideas. However, another person... He watched the Great Elder fall into crisis but did nothing. He is the culprit who put you in such a desperate situation. The culprit!" Darth Malthael's voice was as persuasive as the moan of a devil, and Elder Layton's breathing gradually became quicker.
"Who... who is! Who is so bold!!"
"Jedi Master, Ki-Adi-Mundi..." Darth Malthael whispered a name.
"Man...Master Mundi..." Elder Layton said tremblingly.
"The last time Elder Dorr caused the turmoil, it was Master Mundi who turned things around by himself and stopped the deterioration of the situation. He also arrested the arms dealer Yuri Orlov who provided weapons to Elder Dorr. Could it be that time, haven't you seen the influence of Master Mundi? His influence is much greater than that of you, the Great Elder..."
Darth Malthael walked to Layton's side, and a demonic voice echoed in his ears, "As long as Master Mundi raises his arms, almost everyone on the planet will stand behind him. You know ...Besides, he knew it himself. But..."
Malthael's smile became ferocious, "Why did he ignore you, the Great Elder? And...why was Yuri Orlov released without charge? Why?"
"He...he..." Under the temptation of Malthael, the anger in Elder Layton's heart was almost uncontrollable, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and he couldn't even control himself, "...I...I am the Great Elder!! Why doesn't he come out to help me!! He should be under my command, and I will make him the Grand Marshal! He should fight for me so that Planet Cerea can be unified again!! But why doesn't he come out to help me!? Why did he let Yuri Orlov out!? Why! Why!!!"
"Because...he wants to be the Great Elder." Darth Malthael said a terrible thing, "He released Yuri Orlov, so he is actually using Yuri to give the elder Dorr supplies the weapons, he is the black hand behind the scenes, what he wants is to become the actual master of this planet!"
"Bastard! I'm going to kill him! I'm going to kill him!! He's the one who put me in this situation!!"
"No, you can't kill him. He is far stronger than you, and he can easily kill you." Malthael shook his head, "I can help you, I can help you deal with Mundi. However, he is also stronger than you. I am strong, so you also need to help me."
"Tell me, how can I help you!" Layton replied immediately with bloodshot eyes.
"Ki-Adi-Mundi has 5 wives and 7 children. Although the Jedi Knight requires no emotional fetters, with so many relatives, how could he not care? Think about it, as a Jedi Knight, There is even one more wife than you, what does he think, is it self-evident?"
Elder Layton's expression turned ferocious, "I understand! I'll arrest his wife and children, and then you will kill him in one fell swoop while he is in a state of confusion!!"
Malthael also showed a sinister smile, "Then, Elder Dorr will not be able to get even a single bullet...I promise."
Elder Layton had a grim expression on his face. He grabbed the glass of wine on the table and drank it down in one gulp. Then he kept exerting force on his hand, and with a click, the glass was actually crushed by him!
When he looked up again, Malthael had disappeared.
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