Chapter 904 (1/2)

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Wayne had found Elder Andaherr the demon hunter, but the elder seemed not right mentally. She was demential, inert, and did not respond to things around her. Hasse tried to talk to her, but she only returned with meaningless, unintelligible word and then stood still.

While examining Andaherr with various magic measures, Hasse asked Teuton, “Where did you find her?”

“Under the tower. She was already like this when I found her loitering in the open space next to the tower,” Teuton replied.

Hasse stretched out his hand and waved it before the eyes of Andaherr; there was only a blank expression on her face. After a while, she suddenly walked away, came before a broken banquet table, and rummaged through a pile of rotten food on the ground.

Hao Ren was startled for a while before he realized that she was ‘foraging.’

Hasse immediately stepped forward, stopped Andaherr. He gave her a packet of his ration. Andaderr did not respond to Hasse, but instinctively took the food and skillfully opened the package and wolfed it down her throat.

Hasse handed a bottle of water to her. She took it and knew how to open the lid.

“She could still take care of herself, but seemed to have lost most of her sensory and communication ability.” Vivian had noticed the cues. “It seems that she has been in this condition for a month,” she said.

“How is that possible?” Y’zaks was surprised. “Doesn’t the Shade of Chaos only drive people insane? It makes people stupid?”

Lily wagged her tail, and a funny thought came to her mind. “She’s also the ancient one. So could she be having dementia like Battie?” she asked.

Vivian glared at her. “Don’t drag me into that! I am only forgetful, not demential!” she said.

While Lily and Vivian had a shouting match, Hasse had found something on Andaherr using his diagnostic magic. “Wait a second. The Shades of Chaos didn’t cause her condition, it was the Mind Shackle spell, and the spell caster was Andaherr herself,” he said.

Hao Ren was stunned. He looked at Andaherr, whose face emotionless. “Mind Shackle?” Hao Ren asked.

Vivian hemmed, and then said, “It is a mind-retarding spell.”

Though it sounded funny, the mind-retarding spell was a real and common spell, which the demon hunters, some human sorcerers, and the otherworldlings known as the Night Demons practiced. This kind of magic was used against intelligent creatures to interfere with their perception and weaken the ability to think. A more powerful spell caster could even make the subject to lose their thinking ability completely. The effect of this magic varied greatly depending on the skill of the caster and was also affected by the mental resistance of the subject. It was not a strong spell, because the subject might suddenly think of his or her spouse or other people’s spouse, and got free from it.

However, when a spell caster used the magic on him- or herself, the effect would be long-lasting because self-suggestion had suppressed mental resistance right from the beginning.

The mind-retarding spell caused Andaherr’s condition and she was the spell caster.

“Why did she even do that to herself?” Y’lisabet grabbed her horn with a strange look on her face. “Did she beat herself up when she couldn’t find anyone else after the Shades of Chaos deranged her?”

“No. She did it to herself because she didn’t want to hurt others!” Hao Ren said. “Do the Shades of Chaos affect people with an unsound mind?”

“It seems they won’t,” Hasse said. He finally figured it out. “The danger of the Shades of Chaos is that they could infinitely magnify the sense of anger and hostility in people. When one cannot even think, then the shadows would not be able to inflict their influence.”

“Is it possible for a third party to disarm the Mind Shackle spell?” Y’zaks asked.