Before entering the battlefield, Nange had imagined more than once the abilities that the opponent she chose might have. She had imagined the attack system, defense system, auxiliary system, and even Bai Luxi's mental control system, but she never thought that there would be another type - emotional manipulation.

[Mengpo Soup], [hypnosis] is to paralyze the target's brain, or erase the memory, or let it be merciless, but emotional manipulation is not.

Nan Ge's mind is very clear now. She knows that she is fighting and can even analyze that everything she has encountered at this moment comes from the attack from guest.129, but she just can't control her heart.

Just like those who suddenly hear great good news or bad news, whether they cry with joy or are heartbroken, their emotions are uncontrollable. At this time, they are like a venting gust, directly hitting their hearts.

What made Nange even more collapsed was that the emotions that wanted to destroy her heart at this moment were not single, with joy, anger, sorrow, sorrow, sorrow, and pain. All kinds of tastes were all, and each one was extremely strong, and she could not find a way to resist. She wanted to use joy to resist her sorrow, and then the joy would instantly burst into madness, and vice versa.

She could not find a balance in the chaotic emotions, and any extreme emotions occupied the commanding heights of her heart would make her even more out of control and could not concentrate her mental energy to activate the stationery tree. Several times she screamed and rushed out of her tight voice, but she just said a few low and hoarse "Ah", without any [Mandela]'s aggressiveness, and even worse than talking loudly on weekdays.

If you cannot interrupt the emotional manipulation of guest.129, you cannot condense your mental power, you cannot activate the stationery tree and disposable stationery. If you cannot activate these, you cannot interrupt guest.129.

This is almost an unsolvable vicious cycle.

Guest.129 on the other side did not take the opportunity to launch a more deadly attack. He bathed in the sun, quietly admiring Nan Ge, who was swept by emotions, admired her pain, her struggle, and her collapse.

Appreciating your own works is the happiest moment in guest.129.

He was fascinated by the sight.

Suddenly, the woman opposite fell into the snow.

The snow on both sides of the river bank was very thick, not until the knees. The woman fell into the deep snow. Looking at the guest.129, it was equivalent to completely disappearing.

guest.129 raised his eyebrows slightly, and was not in a hurry to cross the river to check. On the contrary, he still controlled the other party's chaotic emotional fluctuations smoothly.

If this is a trap that lures him in the past, it would be too clumsy.

If the other party is really emotionally broken and fainted, then let her sleep in the pure white ice and snow, how beautiful.

He thought it through very well.

Unfortunately, one of them failed.

Nange neither planned to lure the enemy across the river nor collapsed and fainted. She just wanted to use ice and snow to calm herself down for a moment, even if it was only for a moment.

She succeeded.

The moment the whole person was buried in the heavy snow, the biting cold made her brain and heart blank at the same time. It was a stress reaction of a person in an extreme state. No matter how strong the emotions were, they were returned to zero in an instant.

After about two or three seconds, her reason began to recover, but unexpectedly, the shock of her heart also made a comeback.

The emotional attack of guest.129 has not been interrupted!

However, Nan Ge had suffered a loss once. She knew that if she let these emotions develop, she would fall into a nightmare cycle again in a few seconds. Emergency tricks such as rushing into heavy snow can only be used once. When her body is frozen from the cold temperature, it will be useless to rush it many times later.

Taking advantage of the fact that the chaotic emotions had not yet stacked to the extreme, Nange focused his attention as quickly as possible, and didn't even bother to get up from the snow. He took a deep breath and activated [Mandela's scream].

"ah----"

In the sun, the shrill screams made the trees terrified and the snow fell.

guest.129 caught off guard, and a stinging pain in his ears. He frowned in discomfort, and the continuous emotional manipulation was interrupted.

After more than ten seconds, the scream stopped.

In the snow on the other side, the slender and tall figure stood up again.

guest.129 laughed silently: "Your stationery tree is really a waste of your beauty," he gently pressed his ear twice and sighed quietly, "It's too ugly."

Nan Ge's eyes moved slightly, and his palms were unconsciously clasped.

Just now, [Mandela's scream ii], she used all her strength, but when she fell on guest.129, she could not see any obvious damage.

Is it because the level of the stationery tree is too low?

This is her second-level stationery tree. The next level three and fourth levels are [Ending Sounds] and cannot be used to attack at all. After the 4/10 Hunter Game, she is also the highest-level fifth-level stationery tree [Moonlight Lullaby]. She has not used it in actual combat. She just got the fatter and fat during training, bamboo, and also practiced herself.

More importantly, this is not the direction of attack—

[Moonlight Lullaby]

Stationery tree level: Level 5.

Stationery tree effect: calms the mind, soothes the mood, makes people quiet and relaxed, but cannot stop the desire to attack.

"Although your attack power is weaker than I expected, since you have chosen to fight back, you must have been mentally prepared to bear all the consequences," guest.129 nodded slightly at her, as if he nodded politely, "Then, I'm not polite."

As the words fell, guest.129's pupils suddenly shrank, and the emotional manipulation released was deeper, stronger and more chaotic than before.

Nan Ge's breathing stagnated, feeling that his psychological defense was destroyed again, and countless crazy emotions came roaring and thundering, instantly making his heart become hell, with magma flowing everywhere, and demons dancing around.

This time the emotion reached the critical point of collapse almost several times faster than the previous one.

Nan Ge had no time to think. She instinctively raised her arm and bit it hard. The severe pain with the smell of blood gave her brain a moment of clarity.

This is the only opportunity.

Either use [Mandela's Scream] or [Moonlight Lullaby].

In fact, both of them are not the root cause, but if they are destined to die in this battle, she must at least try each one so that she will not regret it.

The gentle humming sounded in the winter, like an invisible stream, flowing gently across the earth and melting the ice and snow.

The sunlight also seemed to be no longer dazzling in this low moan, but became soft and quiet, making people feel illusioned as walking under the moonlight in a trance.

Nange's goal is everyone here.

Humming is much easier than screaming. Even if her voice is still tightened in the emotional attack and she cannot scream loudly, as long as she can still murm a hoarse note, she can hum the moonlight lullaby.

guest.129The coldness deep in the eyes melted slightly in the soothing and soft humming.

But it's just edges.

He doesn't know where his heart is, and others can't find it.

If you can't find it, you can't hurt it. This is the best defense.

After listening quietly for a moment, guest.129 smiled slowly: "This is much better than before, you should sing it to me early in the morning."

The emotional attack was not interrupted.

The humming of [Lullaby] has not stopped.

The two forces are stalemate, gentle and fierce in the snowy battlefield.

Nan Ge clearly felt that her heart was gradually calming in the lullaby, which made her breath of relief. At least facing the emotional manipulation of guest.129, as long as she could activate [Lullaby] before her mental power was completely destroyed, she could resist the attack.

Just as I was thinking, the confusion that kept hitting my heart suddenly dissipated.

Nan Ge was stunned, stopped [Lullaby], subconsciously looked up at the man on the other side, with a hint of doubt.

guest.129 raised his eyebrows and looked at her: "Let me guess what you are thinking... I feel that I have finally found a way to fight against emotional attacks. Even if I can't win for a while, at least I won't lose the battle?"

Nan Ge's heart tightened, and doubt turned into vigilance. The snow on his hair melted into water droplets and dripped along the ends of his hair.

guest.129 half-squinted his eyes, no longer pretending to be a gentleman, and his expression became contemptuous: "Do you know what is the lowest level of emotional attack?" He asked and answered himself, "Even the chaotic emotions, joys, angers, sorrows and happiness are mixed together, without any beauty or killing."

The ability to almost kill her just now is just a "low-level attack without any damage"?

Nan Ge didn't know how credible this was, but his intuition told her that guest.129 is in control of everything at this moment, and it is not just a pretense.

guest.129 continues, as if introducing the method of torture to the death row prisoner who is about to be executed: "A high-level emotional attack is enough, either joy or sorrow, and then push this single emotion to the extreme. However, sadness is better controlled, because there may not be a few things worthy of joy in a person's heart, but there are more sad things."

Pause, guest.129 sighed regretfully: "I can't hear your wonderful singing anymore, I will miss it."

The gentle tail sound of a man drifts over the glacier.

Nange did not give the other party a chance to take the initiative and hummed the lullaby directly, and the first note almost pressed against the dissipating ending.

The guest.129 on the opposite side is obviously already calming down and controlling his ability.

But Nan Ge's heart became more and more calm in the lullaby.

Just as Nan Ge was glad that he started it fast enough, his vision was suddenly blurred by water stains.

Nan Ge was stunned, raised his hand to touch his eyes, his hands were wet.

At some point, tears were already filled with tears in her eyes.

Nan Ge was stunned.

She wanted to figure out where the sadness came from, but before she could explore it, the mask of calm in her heart had broken, and countless past scenes rushed to emerge, like wild weeds growing wildly.

The helplessness when I first entered the level world, the pain of passing through the level repeatedly, the pain of being completely destroyed in real life, the despair of entering the dungeon, the fear and sadness of seeing someone really die for the first time, and the ten years that I couldn't bear to look back on in the dungeon.

Every pain experienced is magnified by a hundred times, a thousand times...

[Lullaby] came to an abrupt end.

Nange fell into the snow, covering his mouth desperately, pressing all the more swallowed to his throat.

Tears wet her hands.

The eyes of guest.129 were filled with excitement, shining brightly, and he couldn't help but release all his mental power.

He didn't like the stubbornness of that woman, nor did he like the ridiculous hope that had always existed in her eyes. He wanted to destroy them all, and he wanted to watch the woman collapse completely.

Nange's inner sadness reached its peak in an instant. She buried herself in the snow, but couldn't feel the coldness. She wanted to call, but couldn't even breathe.

She told herself over and over again that these things are true, but these sadness is false, and crying cannot solve the problem. Now this person who is struggling in the whirlpool of sadness is not the real her at all!

"Ah...ahh..."
To be continued...