บท 446: The Manipulator

The Tier 3 Lava Turtle paused, flinching every second as it seemed to be hallucinating something at every interval of a second. Its neck trembled as its eyes lost and regained focus constantly. It seemed to be slipping in and out of the hallucination.

Its inherent tremendous aura reserves protected it from the hallucination. But, the auditory sounds—the cries of all the Lava Turtles in the area—it heard caused it to hallucinate on its own.

The mind was a tricky medium. One didn't even need anything special to affect it. Neither some mysterious energy nor something elaborate was needed to affect the mind.

Jyorta recalled a post he had read about in his previous life. It was the story of a rather popular dictator. After capturing a spy, the dictator trapped him in a closed chamber. He was strapped to a chair and fully bound to it.