Something doesn’t seem right.

In Chen Feng’s mind, another personality emerged. Compared to his original calmness, this personality appeared more frenzied, and aside from that, it was exceedingly bloodthirsty.

A person’s character is often reflected in their appearance.

Optimistic people always have smiles on their faces, while somber people are mostly reticent, just like that personality earlier, it was drenched in blood, and its gaze lacked the calm that a person should have, instead filled with the frenzy unique to beasts.

No!

He was a beast.

A creature without thought, without ideas, with only the most primitive instincts for slaughter.

Just now, it briefly took over his brain, leading to the idea of killing the Dark Elf.

Chen Feng was far from as calm as he appeared; although he had just personally killed the opponent, Chen Feng knew better than anyone that once this personality appeared, it indicated a difficulty in eradication.

Humans have two sides.

A kind side, an evil side.

No matter how upright a person is, they have a dark side of their own in private.

This is no exception even for the Evil God. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

How terrifying is the dark side?

Rousse was both cruel and capricious; she could be said to embody the irredeemable evil of the Dark Elves. She harbored malice toward everyone, coveting the powers and believers of other surface deities; she was adept at using all kinds of filthy and ruthless means in battle. Because she deliberately plunged her followers into endless strife, making them slaughter each other for power, some believed that the mind of the Spider Goddess was already twisted and insane.

Undoubtedly.

She was an evil presence that ranked among the top in the Abyss, but how many knew that before becoming Rose, she was a kind elf, the Guardian God of artists, overseeing the destiny of elves, protecting those elven citizens with skin as beautifully dark as black jade.

But who could have imagined that when her dark side devoured her, this existence once worshipped by countless elves turned into a shameless, killjoy, terrifying Evil God.

The dark side.

It makes one unrecognizable to oneself.

Just like in the illusion just now, what the other side said, it would devour him bit by bit, then take over his body—Chen Feng knew this all too well, yet could do nothing about it.

Chen Feng was too eager for progress.

In a past life, it took Chen Feng several years to reach the Golden Tier, at that time, everything was a matter of course, with no adverse reactions in his body.

But now, for the pursuit of power, Chen Feng didn’t hesitate to gouge out his own eyes, and beyond that, in order to gain self-preservation power, he chose the Demon Bloodline, assimilating himself and ultimately becoming a member of the Abyss.

It all seemed light and breezy, but in Chen Feng’s heart, it had already stirred up a tidal wave.

A triumph achieved by the bones of ten thousand.

Reborn, Chen Feng wouldn’t be bound by the conventions of benevolence, everything was for his own purposes, but it was precisely this dark side unfit for daylight that created the second personality that had just appeared in his mind.

Everyone has a dark side, but the remaining rationality suppresses thoughts to prevent them from erupting.

Compared to the main personality.

The second personality was more extreme and frenzied.

In its thoughts, there was no planning for the future, only one goal—to become stronger.

No emotions.

No compassion.

It would survey everything around from a god’s perspective, seizing anything beneficial to its power without hesitation!

The second personality would explode the darkness in Chen Feng’s heart a hundredfold!

Blood Sacrifice!

Chen Feng didn’t even need to think—if the second personality truly took over his body, it wouldn’t be long before everyone in the Order could possibly become bloody sacrifices!

He mastered the means of Blood Sacrifice.

In this world, Blood Sacrifice is the fastest shortcut; no effort is required, just blood and life, to exchange for formidable power.

The law of the jungle is not wrong.

Like the previously killed enemies, they were obstacles to be crushed, something any normal person would do.

But there’s a difference between killing one person and killing thousands, or even hundreds of thousands; not to mention how terrifying the sight of rivers of blood would be, relying solely on the blood of hundreds of thousands to summon an existence—if it really appeared, would I be alive to enjoy it?

Hundreds of thousands of lives, once the Blood Sacrifice begins, it might summon an Epic Tier powerhouse, even if the other bestows blessings, the immense power layered upon myself could cause an instant explosion, turning me into a pile of flesh.

The main personality would think because Chen Feng possessed basic cognitive abilities.

But the second personality would not think; its existence only had one purpose—becoming strong! Stronger! Strongest!

It would not miss such a rare opportunity, so once it took over the body, it might target those around it, Wei Xun, Lu Wei, Xu Hongzhuang, even the Inferior Demon and Undead Mage could be its targets.

Chen Feng sat in the chair, his palm exerting force, and the solid wood armrest was instantly crushed into pieces.

He couldn’t let the other’s plan succeed! That guy would ruin all his future plans.

Now, rooting it out seemed difficult, but Chen Feng could find other ways to suppress it, preventing it from manifesting!

In the meantime, Chen Feng even had to restrain his advancement steps; the appearance of the second personality had much to do with Chen Feng’s obsession with power.

Going step by step.

This implied that for a period in the future, Chen Feng could not rely on Blood Sacrifice or any special means to pursue power.

These special rituals not only create power but also awaken the dark side of the heart.

Death and slaughter.

This was clearly what the second personality favored the most.

Chen Feng was slightly disoriented; at this time, an uncontrollable anger surged in his heart.

He had to sacrifice too much for it.

The appearance of the second personality made him constrained.

Standing on Chen Feng’s side, there was no right or wrong; he wanted to live and naturally needed more means to become strong. As long as all actions were based on this premise, it was all correct!

But this prompted the appearance of the second personality.

Chen Feng endured again and again, but upon discovering that to suppress the other he needed to behave like a monk, staying away from all carnage, his face began to twist.

"No matter where you hide, I’ll drag you out, even if... you’re inside this body!"

Chen Feng clenched his fist, and because he used too much force, his nails immediately pierced the skin, the pain accompanied by a trembling—he wasn’t someone easily coerced, not before, and not in the future.

He grinned,

showing a slight smile.

Fear?

Doesn’t exist.

Chen Feng wouldn’t fetter himself, nor would he distance himself from slaughter and carnage, because these had become the main theme of this world; once distanced, there was no difference between himself and a fowl trapped in a cage.

If...

The second personality appeared again through its frenzied actions, then let it try!

Try...

Who will be the victor.

Try...

Who will devour whom!