"What's wrong with me?"
"Was I mentally overstimulated and dazed because I'd just gained power? Or was the Contract Main God's power influencing me without my realizing it?"
Lin Feng covered his forehead as cold sweat broke out again.
He tried hard to recall that seductive whisper from earlier, unwilling to believe it had truly come from his own subconscious.
If his subconscious had really harbored such thoughts, they should have surfaced in his previous life, not now.
So, was it the Main God?
In order to obtain more information about Huolin Fei, the Main God wanted him to stop at nothing to get it, even including that kind of method?
The thought made Lin Feng feel a suffocating wave of nausea and chill.
He was no moral gentleman. For power, he could scheme, deceive, and even use certain underhanded methods.
But that absolutely did not include that kind of "method"!
If this truly was the Main God's arrangement, didn't that mean the entity that had granted him power could not only bestow abilities through the contract, but also subtly influence his mind?!
Even if it was not complete control, merely whispering suggestions and magnifying certain dark thoughts hidden within him—perhaps even ones he had never noticed himself—it was still enough to make his skin crawl with disgust!
"Is there any way to break free?"
Lin Feng frantically questioned himself inwardly, his mind racing without pause.
But there was no answer. He could not find any way to escape the Main God's influence.
His power came from the Main God, and his connection to the Main God was bound through a Soul Contract, so close it was unimaginable. It might even have become part of his very existence.
Like a parasitic vine that could not leave its host.
To escape