When the Book–Traveling Girl Meets the Reborn Girl

    Chapter 597 By Any Means Necessary

    Sarah and the man instantly tensed.

    Finished

    It felt as if their minds–their very consciousness–had been seized by someone else, stripping them of all

    control.

    Their heads felt like they were about to split open.

    A tidal wave of emotion crashed through them, shaking every nerve to the brink.

    Pain twisted across both of their faces; Sarah couldn’t help but clutch her head and crouch to the ground.

    The first step of hypnosis was to draw out the deepest fears lurking in a person’s heart; drown them in their own terror until they couldn’t climb out. That was exactly what Jean was doing now.

    Watching as Sarah and the man squeezed their eyes shut–faces pale, tense, full of fear and pain…

    She knew the first step had worked.

    At the same time, the puppets–having lost their master’s consciousness–seemed to lose all sense of

    direction.

    They stood there motionless, no longer attacking.

    Every other member of the organization present was also dragged into Jean’s ocean of horror.

    Inside their minds, terrifying visions filled the space–each person trapped inside their own worst nightmares.

    Everything felt terrifyingly real. They saw it, heard it, lived it. Each one tormented to the brink, their defenses shattering; some copsedpletely, writhing and howling on the floor.

    It was hell on earth–so grim it was hard to watch.

    Jean didn’t move on to the next step right away. Instead, she raised her brow slightly, her gaze cold and sharp as it swept over the broken crowd.

    The more they suffered, the more pleasure bloomed in Jean’s chest.

    She felt no guilt. A cold, savage satisfaction curled at the corner of her lips; there was even a trace of pleasure flickering in her eyes.

    Jean licked her lips without thinking, as though admiring a masterpiece of her own creation.

    When she was done savoring it, she moved on to the second step of the hypnosis.

    By now, everyone under the spell was mentally fragile, their nerves pushed to the edge.

    After descending so deeply into fear, they were ripe for maniption.

    Everyst one of them had be puppets under Jean’s control–obedient to her alone.

    “All of you,” Jean murmured, the corners of her lips lifting as she blinked slowly; her eyes as ck and still as a moonless night. “Figure out a way to kill yourselves…”

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    Chapter 597 By Any Means Necessary

    Jean gave themand.

    Everyone–including Sarah and the man–reacted without hesitation.

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    Finished

    They reached for anything at hand that could be used as a “tool,”unching into a collective act of suicide.

    That day, blood painted the air, thick and overwhelming, Jean didn’t even break a sweat; she took countless lives with ease.

    But she didn’t stop there.

    Sarah’s Stormwoven organization still had members scattering like rats in the aftermath.

    With their leader dead, they knew the end hade; one after another, they tried to flee.

    As if Jean would ever let them go.

    They had to die, too.

    Jean, carrying explosives she had engineered herself, relentlessly hunted down the remaining Stormwoven members. The moment any of them so much as peeked out from hiding, she dropped her explosives-

    Naturally, the Stormwoven members were killed in the sts; but many innocents got caught in the crossfire, too.

    Countless buildings were destroyed; ordinary lives were thrown into chaos.

    Jean still didn’t think she’d done anything wrong, for revenge, she would stop at nothing.

    And she couldn’t remember. It was as if a part of her memory had vanished.

    By the time she came to, Jean realized she was standing on a mountain.

    Around her, the wind howled endlessly. Trees clustered in thick, dark groups; massive, weather–worn boulders loomed like ancient sentinels…

    She was standing at the very peak.

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