314. Confusing people's hearts
Immediately, Elder Leyton seemed to wake up from a nightmare. He suddenly raised his head and looked at the other party as if he was looking at the most terrifying nightmare in the world. Without paying attention, he fell to the ground with a plop, "You... what are you going to do?"
Das-Malthael smiled coldly, "It's nothing, I just implanted a little subconscious for you."
Jedi Knight or Sith with relatively high cultivation level can use the Force to influence the consciousness of some people with weak the Will. However, this does not mean mind control, but guides their thoughts and allows them to reach a certain conclusion. This effect is not strong, the duration is also very short, and it cannot play a decisive role.
But what Das-Malthael just used was a more advanced technique. He used the Force to influence Elder Leyton's subconscious by implanting suggestions. As long as the conditions are met, Dark Side Force will explode and produce the results he wants.
"Are you...Jedi Knight?" Elder Leyton asked tremblingly.
"Hehehe... Why do you compare me to the corrupt and weak Jedi Knight? This will make me not so happy." Das-Malthael jumped off the window sill and walked over step by step.
Elder Leyton kept retreating, and soon his back hit the cabinet. There was no way to retreat. He could only stand up with his back against the cabinet, "I... you... then you are..."
"I'm here to help you." Das-Malthael sneered and patted his face. "You see, you are not far from failure. You have no money... without money, you cannot buy enough weapons. Then Dor-Fermi-Bonmi's army will soon flatten the entire Tekav City, then cut off your head and hang it in the square as a symbol of his victory."
Elder Leyton's body trembled violently. Under the intentional guidance of Das-Malthael, he even saw his rotten and shriveled head hanging in the square! He could even see a fat worm crawling out of his empty eye socket, its tiny mouthparts constantly eating the rotten flesh on his face!
"No!! Impossible! Impossible! I still have an army of 50,000! There is absolutely no way I will fail!" Elder Leyton waved his hands wildly, trying to get rid of the illusion in front of his eyes. It seemed that he succeeded. He stopped waving and slumped out of breath.
"Don't forget, in those three prison cities alone, Elder Dor liberated 100,000 prisoners." Das-Malthael said.
"I... no! This is impossible! I can't fail! It's impossible!"
"Failure is right in front of you. You don't have many tanks left in your army. Those things are all defective. Otherwise, how could real tanks be destroyed by some rocket launchers? From beginning to end, you are just a Joker. You spent all your money, but all you got was a pile of junk. Why?" Das-Malthael said coldly.
"I... bastard! Watto-Tanbo lied to me! I'm going to kill him! I'm going to kill him!!" Elder Leyton was aroused, his eyes were bloodshot and he roared angrily.
"You shouldn't be like this, you are Grand Elder! Supreme Leader of Cerea! But why do they have to lie to you and disobey you? Do they want to betray Cerea? No! Think about it carefully, even if it is Elder Dor, he and you The conflict is just a difference of ideas. However, the other person... he watched Grand Elder fall into crisis but ignored it. He is the culprit who put you in such a desperate situation!" Das-Malthael's voice was as seductive as the whisper of a devil, and Elder Leyton's breathing gradually became faster.
"Who... who is it! Who is so bold!!"
"Jedi Master, base-Adi-Mundi..." Das-Malthael gently spit out a name.
"Mang...Master Mundi..." Elder Leyton said tremblingly.
"The last time Elder Dor caused turmoil, it was Master Mundi who single-handedly turned things around and stopped the deterioration of the situation. He also arrested the arms dealer who provided weapons to Elder Dor Yuri-Orlov. Didn't you see the influence of Master Mundi that time? His influence is much greater than that of you Grand Elder..."
Darth-Malthael walked to Lydon, and a demonic voice echoed in his ears, "As long as Master Mundi raises his arms, almost everyone on the entire planet will stand behind him. You know... and he himself knows it too. But..."
Malthael's smile became ferocious, "Why did he ignore you Grand Elder? And... why were Yuri-Orlov acquitted? Why?"
"He... he..." Under the temptation of Malthael, the anger in Elder Leyton's heart was almost uncontrollable. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he couldn't even control himself, "... I... I am Grand Elder!! Why didn't he come out to help me!! He should be under my command, and I would make him the generalissimo! He should fight for me and bring Cerea back to unity!! But why didn't he come out to help me! Why did he release Yuri-Orlov! Why! Why!!!"
"Because... he wants to be Grand Elder." Darth-Malthael said a terrible thing, "He released Yuri-Orlov. Therefore, he is actually using Yuri to supply weapons to Elder Dor. He is the mastermind behind the scenes. What he wants is to become the actual controller of this planet!"
"Asshole! 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 kill you easily." Malthael shook his head, "I can help you, I can help you deal with Mundi. However, he is also stronger than me, so you also need to help me."
"Tell me, how can I help you!" Lydon's eyes were bloodshot and he answered immediately.
"Ji-Adi-Mundi has 5 wives and 7 children. Although Jedi Knight requires no emotional ties, how could he not care about it with so many relatives? Think about it, as Jedi Knight, he even has one more wife than you. What he thinks is self-evident, right?"
Elder Leyton's expression became ferocious, "I understand! I'll arrest his wife and children, and then you take advantage of his chaotic state of mind and kill him in one fell swoop!!"
Malthael also showed a sinister smile, "Then, Elder Dor will not be able to get even one more bullet... I promise."
Elder Leyton had a ferocious expression. He grabbed a glass of wine on the table and drank it in one gulp. Then he kept exerting force on his hand, and with a click, the wine glass was crushed by him!
When I looked up again, Malthael was nowhere to be found.