Lin Feng closed his eyes, and a moment later, when he opened them, the previously pitch-black pupils now held two dark red whirlpools spinning continuously, looking incredibly sinister.
A dark red ghostly figure, like a phantom, enveloped his entire body, making Lin Feng appear as though he were wearing a set of Flame Armor from afar.
On this Flame Armor, the flames flickered slightly, creating a visual effect that was both cool and imposing.
However, this seemingly mighty Flame Armor held no power, no high temperature, not even a trace of warmth, but rather a hint of chill.
At the instant this dark red armor appeared, an evil aura burst forth from Lin Feng.
Evil, cold, fierce, it sent chills down one's spine.
At the same time, a hint of savagery flashed in Lin Feng's eyes, and an inexplicable killing intent surged within him, entwined with a sorrowful, world-weary emotion, giving him the illusion of wanting to annihilate all life at that moment.
"Trying to control me?"
