It meant that if he spawned an evil personality, it would be under Frost’s control. Angel was still wary of Frost, so how could he dare to agree.
Seeing the look of resistance plastered all over Angel’s face, Frost added, “Are you really not interested? Actually, I noticed a dark shadow inside your mentor, which also seems to be some kind of evil personality. Even your mentor has it, don’t you want to give it a try?”
Frost’s tone was persuasive and coaxing, but Angel steadfastly refused.
In the end, Frost did not force Angel, “Well, if that’s how it is, then fine.”
However, his words planted seeds of doubt in Angel’s mind, especially the mention of the shadow within his mentor, which reminded him of what happened back in Night Demon City… that person who, although their voice, personality, and tone were drastically different from Sanders, bore a striking resemblance in appearance.
“Was ‘he’ really Sanders’s evil personality?”
As Angel fell into contemplation, Frost did not disturb him.
When Angel came back to his senses, he saw that a cocktail glass had appeared in front of Frost.
Noticing Angel looking over, Frost picked up the empty glass and from nowhere poured in half a glass of a transparent liquid.
The liquid looked just like ordinary water but emitted an enchanting scent. This scent made Angel feel a craving emanating from the depths of his Mind Space to every extremity of his body.
He longed to drink this water.
This unprecedented desire was almost overpowering Angel’s rational thinking.
Angel closed his eyes, reminding himself repeatedly, but at that moment, Frost passed the glass over, “This was prepared especially for you, it’ll benefit you tonight.”
Frost’s words, tinged with mockery and secrecy, only made Angel even more uneasy.
What did he mean by it being beneficial for him tonight? Could it be some strange type of liquor?
Absolutely do not drink!
Definitely cannot drink!
“Really delicious!” Just as Angel was resisting, the words suddenly slipped out of his mouth. By the time he came to his senses, he found that the glass in his hand was empty, with a lingering sweet taste in his mouth.
When did I drink it?
My mind was refusing, but my body acted on its own!
Angel’s face was filled with panic as he quickly began to check his physical condition, fearing some sort of mishap had occurred.
At this point, Frost suddenly said, “Relax, this water is to be used in conjunction with Kou Feng, and it won’t harm you. Don’t believe me, use your Alchemy Eye to check.”
After hesitating for a bit, Angel activated his Alchemy Eye, conducting an examination of the remaining water in the glass.
He could identify most of the materials; the few unknown ones didn’t seem to have any negative feedback. So Frost’s words were mostly true, and it shouldn’t incur any serious harm… The specific effect seemed similar to some protective class potions, and the efficacy of this water was very short, lasting only one day.
After examining the residual water in the cup, then checking his own condition and sensing no discomfort, Angel started to relax a little.
Upon reflection, with Frost’s capabilities, if he really wanted to kill him, there would be many ways to do so – it shouldn’t come down to something as crude as poisoning.
Nevertheless, Angel’s heart was still uneasy, he could only wait for the day to pass to see if there would be any effects.
Frost didn’t bring up the glass of water again and treated it as if it was just a small interlude, continuing with the previous topic: “We’ve talked about semi-loss of control, now let’s talk about what concerns you the most, as well as what I’m hunting for—”
“Complete loss of control.”