Jiang Qiao shook his head.
He was somewhat speechless.
He did not make a move, because there were still many conscious adventurers in the group, including the Slender Woman and the young man beside him. The two wore solemn expressions and quickly employed their methods.
"Break!"
The man let out a loud roar.
Within the sound.
A strange, cold fluctuation, seemingly alive, slowly began spreading through the void.
Wherever it reached.
Everyone suddenly stiffened.
Then.
As if their frontal lobes had been sliced away, they slowly calmed down.
They became dull and foolish.
A few seconds later.
Everyone gradually came to their senses and recovered from their emotions.
They were all horrified.
"Damn it!"
"Where did I get a daughter?"
"Fuck!"
"I'm an orphan, for fuck's sake, yet I was having a happy family reunion. I've never even seen what my parents looked like in my entire life!"
After waking up.
Many people were terrified, their scalps numb.
Emotional Attack!
This was an attack from a direction they had guarded against in every way—except one they had never thought of. They had never encountered such an evil thing in the Ten Thousand Ghost Forest before.
Some of their memories were real.
But some of their memories had been distorted.
For example, they might not actually have had such a good relationship with a friend, yet now it was as if an entire script had been added to their lives. They were filled with regret and sorrow over that friend's death, as though they had been sworn friends who had shared life and death.
Even worse.
It was just as Jiang Qiao had guessed.
Because their own strength was insufficient, their memories were completely affected by the supernatural.
They were false to begin with!
Jiang Qiao had seen this sort of