Chapter 431: Did You Turn Tyler Into This?
"So what if I killed Eldridge?" Tyler's eyes flashed with murderous intent. "Eldridge wouldn't listen to me. He deserved to die."
Kennedy's expression shifted slightly at his words.
When Eldridge was still alive, she knew that he had conflicts and tensions with Tyler and Declan over certain disagreements...
"Tyler, do you know everything? Do you know my father was killed by Garth?"
Tyler laughed dismissively. "Of course I know."
Kennedy's eyes darkened, her hands at her sides curling slightly into fists.
Tyler walked up to her, his aged, cold voice sounding above her head: "You're still too young. Do you think that by revealing the truth, the elders will side with you? Can you successfully pull Garth down from his position as family head?"
"Let me tell you, who becomes head of the Hope family isn't up to you, and it isn't up to these few elders beside you either. It's up to me, Declan, and!"
"Even if your body has recovered, it won't change anything! You should have stayed away and never come back!"
"You're just like your idiot father—nothing but annoying!"
"..."
Kennedy's expression changed slightly.
"You can say what you want about me, but what right do you have to talk about my father?"
Seeing Kennedy's fierce, determined gaze, Tyler seemed to see the dead Eldridge, and his expression immediately darkened.
"I should have killed you earlier. I should have never let you live!"
Tyler's eyes turned vicious as he raised his hand and struck at Kennedy.
In a one-on-one fight, Kennedy's abilities naturally couldn't match a powerhouse like Tyler.
Kennedy felt a sharp pain in her chest, a taste of blood rising in her throat. Her whole body flew backward uncontrollably and crashed heavily to the ground.
"Kennedy!"
The elders' hearts tightened at the sight.
"Tyler! You've gone too far!"
Grayson was furious and moved to attack Tyler.
But just as Grayson raised his hand, an oppressive force struck. Grayson's entire body was sent flying by Tyler, landing beside Kennedy, blood poured from his mouth.
At the same moment, the remaining elders had already been hypnotized by Leandro, and have lost consciousness. They were standing frozen in place, unable to move.
Kennedy's expression changed at the sight, and she tried to get up from the ground.
But before she could move, another strike came.
Kennedy was sent flying by Tyler again. This blow sent her rolling several meters, her limbs scraped raw and bleeding from the friction against the ground.
Under Tyler's hand, Kennedy was nothing more than a helpless lamb to the slaughter.
Tyler walked up to Kennedy, looking down at her from above. "You fool, in my eyes, you're still the same as before—just a waste. You want to oppose Garth? Do you have what it takes?"
Kennedy tried to stand up, but in the next moment—
She was sent flying by Tyler once again.
Tyler watched Kennedy's slender body slam into the wall, his eyes filled with vicious amusement. "Kennedy, if you ask me, you should go join your foolish father!"
Tyler gathered his strength. This strike would surely be fatal.
But just then.
A fierce wind rose.
Tyler's expression froze as he suddenly felt bone-chilling cold, the world turning into a landscape of ice and snow.
His pupils contracted in shock as he stared at the suddenly transformed scene, completely stunned.
What was happening?
It had been sunny just moments ago. How had he suddenly arrived in this frozen wasteland?
Ice and snow everywhere.
He looked back at where Kennedy had been lying.
What was going on?
Where did Kennedy go?
Kennedy had vanished without a trace.
In the entire world, only he remained.
A belated chill swept over him.
The fierce wind carried snow particles that pelted his face and body relentlessly.
Tyler tried to move his feet, but when he looked down, he discovered his legs were frozen in blocks of ice!
This was a frozen lake!
He used his hands to brush away the snow on the lake's surface around him. Sure enough, beneath was solid ice.
He was frozen in place!
Tyler tried to use brute force to break free from his restraints, but he couldn't muster the strength.
He was trapped in this frozen lake. The relentless cold made him wrap his arms around himself, but it was useless. In an instant, the ice layer beneath his feet had crept up to his knees.
The ice layer was rising!
Rising at an eerie speed!
A look of panic appeared on Tyler's face.
What was happening?
What was wrong with him?
So cold!
Tyler shuddered violently, hugging himself tighter, but it couldn't ward off the cold at all. His body temperature was rapidly draining away, his lips quickly turning white, his face frozen blue and purple.
The ice grew thicker and thicker, spreading at a terrifying speed from Tyler's knees to his thighs, then to his waist, his chest...
In an instant, most of Tyler's body was frozen, half his body beneath the frozen lake. Only the parts above his chest could still move. His skin was frostbitten, turning blue and purple.
Tyler's hands kept pounding on the ice layer.
"Help! Help me!"
"Save me!"
Tyler was losing his mind, his eyes gradually filling with despair.
"It's an Illusion!"
Leandro watched as Tyler suddenly became motionless, and as a layer of frost formed on his body and his temperature dropped at a terrifying rate, he immediately realized what was happening.
In the Illusion created by a hypnotist, everything—including temperature, humidity, gravity, and so on—would be reflected onto the hypnotized person's body.
In other words, if Tyler were frozen in the Illusion right now, even if his physical body stood under the blazing sun, his body temperature would still drop. The sensations in the Illusion would directly affect his body, so if this continued, Tyler would really freeze to death!
Mirage Arts was one type of hypnosis technique. Like Nightmare Mesmerism, it was one of the most advanced techniques, and among hypnotists, fewer than one in ten million could truly master these two advanced techniques.
And the hypnotist with the deepest understanding of Mirage Arts was one of the six masters of The Whispering Sect—Mirror.
He could use Mirage Arts to kill people, and once someone entered his illusion, even top-level hypnotists had almost no chance of escaping.
Because Mirage Arts had always been Mirror's proudest technique, he had taken "Mirror" as his code name.
Could Mirror be here?
Leandro looked around, searching for the Mirror with his eyes.
But in the next second, his gaze froze.
Because what he saw wasn't a Mirror, but an eighteen-year-old girl.
Leandro's expression immediately changed. "Isabella? What are you doing here?"
Isabella raised her eyes, her gaze falling lightly on Leandro's face. "Of course, I had to come. If I didn't, wouldn't you and Tyler kill Kennedy?"
Leandro was immediately shocked. "You did this to Tyler?"
At this moment, Tyler's limbs were stiff, his face blue and purple. His temperature had probably dropped below zero. His skin was covered with a thin layer of ice, his entire body frozen solid.