However, this entire transformation was perfectly concealed by the thick, black power armor.
Those around him could only feel that terrifying murderous intent, which left them breathless, was still surging madly, growing exponentially.
They didn't know that at this moment, Qin Feng was walking on the edge of an abyss of damnation, a path leading to corruption and destruction!
Just as he was about to be completely consumed by that fanatical will for slaughter, about to become a zealous Believer of Khorne who knew only how to win glory through blood and battle!
VMMMM—!
A pure, cool, yet warm current, carrying with it an air of supreme majesty and sanctity, suddenly flowed out from deep within his brow!
It was the Nail of Favor!
This soothing current, like a Holy Light that purifies all, instantly banished every illusion in his mind—all the temptations of slaughter and glory!
The blood-red Skull Throne collapsed.
That grand, tempting voice vanished.
