MMB Chapter 213 Changing Owners
Chapter 213 Changing Owners
When Lin Fan laughed, Domingo subconsciously took a step back.
Although he hadn't known Lin Fan for long, he had already learned one thing.
That is, Lin Fan isn't scary when he's angry; what's scary is when he smiles...
As the saying goes, death's smile can mean the difference between life and death.
They might be referring to the ancestor right in front of them.
……
"Can't even last three seconds?"
Lin Fan tilted his head and looked at the Frenchman named Lyon. "I'm quite curious about what you're saying."
Before Leon could say anything more, Brandon grabbed his arm and pulled him back.
"That's enough!"
Brandon turned to Lin Fan and spoke very quickly:
"Mr. Lin Fan, Lyon's words do not represent the investigation team's position. He was just—"
"Just what?" Lin Fan interrupted him, "Just speaking your minds?"
Brandon shut up.
Although what Lin Fan said was true, he dared not admit it.
Lin Fan looked around at the twelve people present.
The four awakened guards were on high alert, and two of them began to gather spiritual energy in their hands.
The other representatives from various countries had different expressions: some were nervous, some were wary, and some, like Lyon, were indifferent.
In their view, this action, which is already out in the open and has been documented, means that even if Lin Fan were insane, he wouldn't dare to openly oppose all countries.
However, they overlooked the most important issue.
That's the young man in front of me; he has absolutely no fear of death.
"to be honest,"
Lin Fan put his hands in the pockets of his priest's robe, speaking casually as if they were chatting.
"Originally, I was planning to let you go because of the agreement signed with China."
Brandon felt a slight sense of relief.
"but--"
Lin Fan's "but" immediately made Brandon's heart leap into his throat again.
Lin Fan's gaze fell on Leon.
"Your colleague has a rather sharp tongue."
Leon was pulled behind Brandon, but he still stubbornly insisted, "I'm just stating the facts—"
"Shut up!"
Brandon hissed.
At that moment, he felt an urge to kill Leon.
Then, turning to Lin Fan, he tried to keep his voice steady:
"Mr. Lin Fan, on behalf of the investigation team, I apologize to you. Regarding Lyon's remarks—"
No need to apologize.
Lin Fan's voice suddenly became very calm.
"I don't like hearing apologies, they're pointless."
As he said this, the dark gold symbol on the back of his right hand glowed slightly.
At the same time, within his mental sea, a surge of extreme excitement emanated from the Great Crow.
That excitement carried a very pure longing.
A predator's desire to see its prey.
"Um?"
But at that moment, Lin Fan had a sudden inspiration.
Killing these people would be a matter of minutes for me.
Even if you kill him like that, it's just venting your anger; it doesn't really mean anything.
With this in mind, an idea took shape.
Kill them? Too easy, and too wasteful.
These twelve individuals come from four countries, and each is connected to a complete intelligence network and power chain.
Killing him will only bring more trouble.
But if...
"Big Crow".
Thinking of this, he immediately began communicating with Da Wu in the spiritual world.
A surge of emotion welled up, filled with eagerness.
"Want some?"
Big Crow's response was even more urgent.
"no."
Upon hearing this, Da Wu's mood instantly plummeted.
"Even if it doesn't work out, you can make them your followers..."
Lin Fan expressed his thoughts, but to his surprise, Da Wu became emotional and said that these people were "trash" and he didn't want them.
After much persuasion from Lin Fan, and with a promise to find it more suitable food, Da Wu reluctantly agreed to his request.
The instant Da Wu agreed, a glimmer of dark golden light flashed deep within Lin Fan's pupils.
"Mr. Lin Fan?"
Brandon noticed Lin Fan's sudden silence for a few seconds and grew increasingly uneasy. "We can sit down and talk this over—"
"No need to discuss it anymore, I've already thought of a solution!"
As he spoke, Lin Fan looked up.
The next second, he pulled his right hand out of his pocket, palm up.
Then everyone saw a miniature black phantom appear in his palm.
As the illusory image solidified, an eye appeared.
It is not a metaphor, nor is it an illusion.
It was a real eyeball, floating in Lin Fan's palm.
The eyeball was entirely black, with a vertical golden slit in the pupil.
It had no eyelids, no eye sockets, and floated naked in the air, slowly rotating and scanning everyone present.
Everyone was shocked by this bizarre scene.
The group of Vatican personnel behind Lin Fan, upon seeing that eyeball, all had a fanatical expression on their faces, and their eyes were filled with utmost piety...
"Wh...what is that?!"
The Gallic Leon looked horrified and confused, with a hint of disdain.
Upon witnessing this bizarre scene, the four awakened guards unleashed their full spiritual power.
However, before they could react, they all stood still again.
At this moment, they felt something inexplicable enter their minds, and their thoughts were being stripped away.
Layer upon layer.
"Don't—don't look into its eyes!"
Brandon reacted the fastest, turning his head sharply.
But it was too late.
The mental fluctuations emitted by the giant crow's pupils don't require you to actively look at them.
With Lin Fan's deliberate interference, its influence extended to all living things within a fifty-meter radius.
In other words, closing your eyes won't help.
Because it invades not only the visual nerves, but the human spirit itself.
Soon, the first person fell down; it was the young man named Lyon.
The Gallic man, who had been so defiant just moments before, suddenly buckled at the knees and knelt directly on the gravel.
His eyes began to glaze over, and he mumbled unintelligible words.
Next came two Awakened Guards, whose spiritual energy shields were completely ineffective under the gaze of the giant eye, and they froze on the spot.
Brandon lasted the longest.
As the deputy director of the Special Operations Department of the United States, he is also an Awakened One with mental strength far exceeding that of ordinary people.
He resisted the force that had invaded the depths of his mind with all his might, veins bulging on his forehead.
"You...you're...declaring war on the United States..."
He squeezed out each word slowly and deliberately.
Lin Fan looked down at him, his expression calm.
"Declare war? You're overthinking it."
"I'm just helping you... to change your faith."
Brandon's pupils contracted sharply.
In the end, he collapsed.
From the moment the first person fell to the moment the last person lost all resistance, the entire process took no more than thirty seconds.
All twelve people knelt on the ground.
Lin Fan withdrew his hand, and the giant crow's eyes swirled in the air a few more times, as if to confirm that everyone's spirit had been completely penetrated.
Domingo stood by and witnessed the whole thing, his mouth agape, wide enough to fit an egg.
He felt that the true God he now believed in was far more powerful than the previous God, and that he could see and touch Him, making Him far more real than the previous God.
"Lord Lin... what are they doing here?"
"It's nothing, it just means you'll have a few more like-minded fellow believers," Lin Fan explained succinctly.
Domingo swallowed hard and didn't ask anything more.
Lin Fan looked at the people on the ground with great satisfaction.
From this day forward, although these people may still appear to be themselves, deep within their very being, they now carry an additional command…
After these people returned, they remained officials, soldiers, and intelligence personnel in their respective countries.
They will remain at their posts and continue to perform their duties.
But in the deepest recesses of their consciousness, in places they themselves are unaware of...
They now belong to another "owner".