Later, the three of them discussed some matters regarding the conference, voicing their opinions about the Blood Demon's so-called summoning of the Atlantis Continent.
During their discussion, none of them avoided Ling Feng. In Liu Yuntian and Thomas's eyes, Ling Feng had the qualification to know about such matters. And in Rick Johnson's view, he saw this as an opportunity to test Ling Feng.
Ling Feng's face remained calm, devoid of any unusual expressions, though there was a trace of pondering in his heart. The red-haired man who appeared at the auction that day was actually someone from Hell's Gate. It seemed Hell's Gate had sent a new Holy Envoy.
"By the way, what is this berserk potion you were talking about earlier?" Ling Feng couldn't help but ask when he heard this.
Because based on their description, the berserk potion provided by the Blood Demon seemed very similar to the potion previously developed by the Mad Doctor. However, the Mad Doctor's potion consumed the user's vitality and had strong side effects.
Rick Johnson briefly explained the berserk potion, and Thomas pulled out a capsule from his jacket: "This is the so-called berserk potion. This thing is truly peculiar. I'm planning to analyze it further to see what side effects it might have on users. I refuse to believe that just one capsule can compensate for our decades of rigorous training!"
Thomas clearly held disdain for the berserk capsule. Like Ling Feng, he was a master of the Demi-God Domain. With a poor background and countless hardships endured, Thomas had clawed his way to his current standing. Naturally, he showed strong aversion to shortcuts .
Ling Feng took the capsule and poured out its powder into his palm. Pale yellow powder emitted a light, elegant aroma.
"This scent is..." Ling Feng detected something peculiar in the fragrance and couldn't help but knit his brows.
Soon after, Ling Feng used the tip of his tongue to taste the powder. All four people present stared at Ling Feng with tense expressions.
"Ling Feng, what are you doing?!" Jenny's heart skipped a beat. Based on her father's account, ingesting these capsules would undoubtedly cause negative effects on the body.
Ling Feng closed his eyes and didn't reply.
Upon tasting a bit of the powder, Ling Feng felt an overwhelming energy rapidly spreading from his tongue to his entire body. This sensation brought both excitement and familiarity to him.
"This contains the blood of the Abyssal Demon!" Ling Feng opened his eyes, instantly understanding its contents.
Back at the pyramid, the Witch had awakened the Power of the Abyss within him. The surging energy back then bore an uncanny resemblance to the energy in this powder, though the previous surge was far more powerful!
Phew! Ling Feng's expression remained calm, showing no significant changes.
"Well, what's the verdict?" Rick Johnson asked.
Ling Feng smiled lightly: "This thing indeed can boost a person's strength significantly in a short time. However, it's not a panacea. The weaker the user's strength, the more apparent the effect. For someone who has already stepped into the Demi-God Domain, it doesn't offer much benefit."
"But I don't mind you researching this substance because there's a particular element inside it that's exceedingly rare on Earth!" Ling Feng remarked. "I imagine other than Hell's Gate, hardly anyone else can access it, which is why they feel safe distributing the berserk potion to you!"
Thomas nodded gravely: "If that's the case, the Blood Demon's ambitions are significant. This substance is like a drug—once the major families experience its effects but can't replicate it themselves, they'll unknowingly fall under Hell's Gate's control!"
Rick Johnson's face dimmed as well.
Ling Feng chuckled softly: "Actually, I can guess several aspects of the Blood Demon's plan. He merely wants to leverage the European families' strength. His goal is to make you all the pioneers to scout out the Atlantis Continent, isn't it?"
"Why would you say that?" Rick Johnson frowned deeply and asked.
Ling Feng smiled: "Because none of the nine Atlantis Continent maps are in Hell's Gate's possession. If they want to enter the Atlantis Continent, they'll either have to collaborate with other organizations that hold the maps or find some free pawns to lead the way."
After a brief pause, Ling Feng looked at Rick Johnson and Thomas: "Now, I have an idea. If you also wish to explore the Atlantis Continent, why not cooperate with me?"
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"I possess one of the Atlantis Continent maps!" Ling Feng didn't hold back, speaking directly.
Rick Johnson and Thomas exchanged astonished glances. Hell's Gate didn't even have a map of the Atlantis Continent; how on earth did Ling Feng acquire one? Although Rick Johnson knew Ling Feng's true identity, to him, a mere Blood-Handed Asura was nothing but a joke when placed in context of the real powers.
"Actually, I've already formed an alliance with the Papal Court of Light!" Ling Feng smiled faintly: "So, you really have nothing to worry about!"
Upon hearing this, Thomas and Rick Johnson breathed a sigh of relief. Their gaze towards Ling Feng carried a newfound seriousness. If earlier, Thomas only regarded Ling Feng highly due to Alice, now he genuinely saw Ling Feng as an equal.
"In that case, I'd certainly look forward to working with you!" Rick Johnson glanced at Ling Feng and said with a smile.
The news of Ling Feng's duel challenge to the Nilas Family had spread across all the families over the past two days. To anyone observant, it was clear the Nilas Family had orchestrated this.
Ling Feng's previous actions were tantamount to trampling the Nilas Family's reputation into the dirt. How could the Nilas Family swallow their pride?
They had already resolved to use this opportunity at Fengyun Platform to publicly humiliate and annihilate Ling Feng. Only then could they restore the Nilas Family's honor!
On the third day—the final day of the European conference—a grand gathering was held in the great hall in front of Fengyun Platform. Ling Feng and Jenny stood side by side, shining like a pair of jewels under everyone's gaze.
Of course, the gazes they received were filled with ridicule and pity. In everyone's eyes, being marked by the Nilas Family meant Ling Feng would meet an inescapable fate of being annihilated, even with Jenny Johnson as his protector.
"Dear cousin, it's been days since I last saw you. I almost thought you'd run off with your little pretty boy!" George Johnson approached with his detestable face, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
Jenny frowned. After George had been chased off by Ling Feng that day, he had been out of sight for several days. Now, on the final day, he suddenly appeared again, still speaking so arrogantly. Jenny firmly believed he was scheming something.