Life Dungeon Game

De breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the two of them appear.

The appearance of Underpants Superman and Ye Feng proved that his guess was correct and that the reconnaissance team was not at fault.

But then, he was restrained by the psychologist again. At that moment, Hu Wen's blade was already pressed against his skin, about to pierce his neck.

However, at this critical moment, a pure white sword light struck Hu Wen's blade, forcefully deflecting the dagger.

Yang De escaped death by a hair's breadth and immediately rolled away to create distance.

He Ao sheathed his bone sword, picked up his briefcase, and stood beside Yang De.

Yang De stood up and looked at He Ao with some surprise.

He knew the 'mercenaries' were strong, but he didn't expect them to have the ability to resist C-level enemies.

“Be careful of that psychiatrist,” he whispered, leaning against Heo. “His abilities seem to include mind reading and summoning unknown entities.”

"Read minds?"

He Ao looked at the psychologist.

This ability looks familiar.

The monster in the ruins that impersonated Liu Nan also seems to have the ability to read minds; do they belong to the same path?

Fortunately, He Ao had already discovered a way to circumvent this mind-reading technique within the ruins.

As for the unknown control...

From the perspective of hypermemory, He Ao can clearly see the illusory 'shadows' surrounding the psychiatrist, and new shadows are constantly being peeled off from the dead pirate and surrounding him.

Based on Liu Nan's situation just now, He Ao understood how this psychologist achieved 'control'.

The psychiatrist should possess a certain 'vision' ability, similar to He'ao who has activated his super memory. This ability allows him not only to see these phantoms but also to control them.

Everyone looked at each other.

Hu Wen glanced at He Ao. He actually wanted to run away a little, but then he thought that although the kid in front of him was strong and could block his attacks, he might not be able to beat him based on his current fighting ability.

So he flashed and rushed towards He Ao.

Yang De also rushed out instantly, blocking He Ao's path. He glanced at He Ao and said, "That psychologist's close combat ability shouldn't be strong, but be careful of his skills. Can you stop him?"

"Ah."

He Ao nodded slightly and leaped out.

Actually, if he used some of his trump cards, killing Hu Wen wouldn't be a problem. However, judging from Yang De's performance in the fight just now, it might be a bit tricky to let Yang De face the psychologist alone.

On the contrary, he doesn't have as much trouble dealing with psychologists; he should take advantage of his strengths.

The psychiatrist watched He Ao rush over, a smile playing on his lips. He was about to summon a phantom to possess He Ao and control him before turning his attention to Yang De.

He was shocked to find that He Ao bypassed the phantom he had summoned and rushed towards him in a flash.

how come? !

He can see it?!

Before they could react, He's attack came with the wind.

The psychiatrist quickly summoned a phantom to form a wall in front of him, while he himself dodged backward. At the same time, he began to try to read Heo's inner thoughts.

But all he got in return was a blank screen.

He was stunned for a moment.

What's wrong with this guy? Doesn't he have any combat strategy at all?

Fighting based on instinct?

Before he could react, He Ao's sword flashed.

This time, He Ao was even faster. He had no time to summon the phantom and could only dodge backward.

A cold, sharp sword light sliced ​​across his shoulder, slicing off a piece of bright red flesh that splattered onto the ground.

If he had been any slower, he would have sliced ​​off the head he was carrying on his shoulders.

And after this time.

Instead of continuing his attack, He Ao quickly retreated, creating some distance between himself and the psychologist.

Then attack again.

The mind-reading ability of B-rank monsters in the ruins has a limited range, and the psychologist's skills should also have a limited range.

After several attempts, He Ao figured out the psychologist's scope of expertise—an area of ​​ten meters in radius centered on him.

Beyond this area, the other party will be completely unable to use their mind-reading ability.

In fact, He Ao's mind was not completely devoid of thoughts, but rather filled with all sorts of chaotic thoughts.

In fact, through his battles with the mind-reading monster in the ruins, Heo gradually figured out the limitations of his mind-reading ability.

At first, he did try to combat mind reading by emptying his mind, but he gradually discovered that no matter how much he tried to empty his mind, all sorts of chaotic thoughts would still appear in his mind.

These thoughts cannot be detected by mind-reading abilities.

Then He Ao tried to let chaotic and crazy thoughts fill his brain, and then hide a little bit of logical thinking in these thoughts.

Through trial and error, he tested the limits of mind-reading ability. In a state of chaotic thoughts, it becomes more difficult for mind-reading ability to read He Ao's thoughts, allowing He Ao to hide some simple thoughts within the chaotic thoughts, thereby deceiving the mind-reading technique.

This operation is difficult, but once you master it, you can easily repeat it.

However, the problem with this method is that the hidden thoughts are too simple and cannot support the action for long. Therefore, it is necessary to distance oneself from the mind reader in time, leave the mind reader's range of ability, and quickly organize new thoughts.

He Ao didn't know what state his extremely chaotic thoughts reflected in the psychologist's mind-reading ability, but judging from the other party's surprised but not shocked expression, it should be a blank.

This principle is somewhat similar to that of a computer hard drive. A brand-new, formatted hard drive reads zero data, which is blank. A completely damaged hard drive also reads nothing because it cannot read any data.

Soon, He Ao mastered the fighting mode of a psychologist.

Although the psychiatrist was so cautious that the phantom surrounded him, He Ao still managed to seize the opportunity and pierce his side waist.

The psychologist, who had been injured twice, finally realized that if things continued like this, He Ao would wear him down to death.

He gritted his teeth, raised his hands, and most of the surrounding shadows converged to form a huge, illusory sphere.

This combination made the illusory shadows seem to be in great pain, and they let out silent howls, the mental 'shrieks' quickly sweeping over everyone's bodies.

For a moment, even the crazed pirates who had taken banned drugs fell silent.

Yang De, who had knocked Hu Wen to the ground with a stick, turned his head to look at He Ao. Even though he couldn't see the huge sphere made up of phantoms in the sky, he could still feel the powerful pressure coming from the void.

He Ao shook his head slightly, indicating that he didn't need help. Then he took out a bottle of Corpse Flower Solution from his waist, put it in his mouth, and rushed past the huge phantom, heading straight for the psychiatrist behind him.

The psychologist, who had used this gathering ability, was now showing obvious signs of fatigue. Naturally, he couldn't let He Ao succeed in his detour. Under his control, the huge phantom mass crashed towards He Ao with sharp 'whistles'.

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This howling, which could stiffen or slow down ordinary people, had almost no effect on the sturdy soul of Hoo.

However, if He Ao were to actually be struck by this phantom, his movements would be restricted, and his soul would be gradually corrupted by these mad shadows.

He Ao turned his head, and the corpse flower solution he was holding in his mouth flowed into his mouth.

As his soul power rapidly replenished, he gazed at the chaotic illusory clusters in the sky.

It's now!

Mental interference!

In an instant, the entire phantom mass froze in mid-air and rapidly disintegrated, on the verge of collapse.

He Ao casually tossed the puppet crystal ball from the cloth bag hanging at his waist into the illusory mass.

The cost of using the Puppet Crystal Ball is to absorb a fresh soul; in other words, the crystal ball itself has the ability to absorb souls.

The instant the crystal ball fell into the phantom mass, He Ao had already moved very close to the psychologist.

At this moment, the psychologist was enveloped by a thick barrier of phantoms. Through the previous battle, the psychologist had figured out some of He Ao's behavioral patterns. He Ao should not be able to break through this barrier and would be restricted by these phantoms.

But that was based on past experience!

Previously, He Ao had never revealed his ability to attack phantoms.

Judging from his state just now, He Ao definitely has the power to attack the phantom, and he's not weak at all!

The psychologist now understood that the person in front of him had always possessed the ability to attack the phantom, but had been concealing his true strength, waiting for the moment when his power was exhausted, waiting for a decisive moment when he would never miss.

A bone-chilling coldness crept up his spine.

He wanted to continue summoning phantoms to protect himself, but at this moment, most of the phantoms on the battlefield had already been summoned by him, and his weakened spirit after using his ultimate move could no longer support another large-scale summoning.

He watched helplessly as He Ao approached him, his powerful mental strength breaking through the barrier surrounding him, and a flash of cold sword light streaked past.

The sea breeze, like a giant hand, rocked the lonely cruise ship. The psychiatrist felt a sharp pain in his chest, and a massive wave of dizziness took his life.

He drew his bone sword.

He let the purple-stained blood flow down the sword.

The psychologist suddenly knelt down and fell forward onto the ground.

A C-rank individual is a figure who stirs up trouble in both the main world and the dungeon world.

The continuous raindrops finally fell from the sky, washing over the blood-stained deck and soaking the psychologist's pure white coat.

He Ao squatted down and closed the psychologist's wide-open eyes with his hands.

Then he activated his super memory and carefully examined the psychiatrist's clothes, only to discover that the guy hadn't brought a single supernatural item with him.

Forget about C-grade, there isn't even a D-grade.

He Ao shook his head and stood up.

This guy is a bit poor.

He turned around and looked behind him.

From the perspective of hyper-memory, a deep purple vortex formed at the very center of the huge illusory mass that had gathered together in the sky. This vortex churned and rolled, like a huge beast opening its mouth and suddenly contracting, swallowing all the illusory figures in one go.