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Chapter 243 Wang Feng: Want revenge? Then become my pet!
"Big brother, what... do you want to do?"

Apas curled up, looking up at Wang Feng timidly. Her wet eyes were filled with innocence, but beneath her slightly drooping eyelashes lurked a cold, dark glint.

"If this human is plotting against me... then I'll wait until he's most careless and then rip out his heart," Apas thought to herself.

Although it is in a weakened period of transformation, with only one-tenth of its strength remaining, it is still more than capable of dealing with an unsuspecting human.

"Little sister, don't be afraid." Wang Feng slowly put on the contract ring, his voice gentle to the point of being seductive, "It won't hurt, it will be over soon."

The ring gleamed coldly in the moonlight. As magical energy was poured in, a moon-white contract array suddenly unfolded beneath their feet, with intricate runes coiling around it like chains.

Apas's pupils contracted sharply, and the feigned innocence on her face froze instantly: "Big brother, what's wrong with you?"

"Can't you tell?" Wang Feng's lips curled into a dangerous smile. "It's a contract. I want a cute little girl to be my pet."

"Aren't contracts only supposed to be used on demons?" Her voice began to tremble, and her nails dug unconsciously into her palms. "I'm not one."

“Isn’t that right?” Wang Feng suddenly leaned down and whispered in her ear, “The third daughter of Queen Medusa—Apas.”

This name was like a thunderclap!

"you--!"

Apas suddenly looked up, her golden vertical pupils contracted sharply, her pink eyes instantly turned into an eerie golden dust color, and a pair of sharp snake fangs emerged from between her lips.

She could no longer maintain her facade, her voice laced with sharp murderous intent: "How did you know?!"

"Want to know?" Wang Feng straightened up, the Contract Ring shining brightly. "I'll tell you after you become my possession."

He raised his hand, and a small contract array immediately appeared between Apas's brows, the runes wrapping around her soul like thorns.

"Don't even think about it!!"

Apas completely tore off her disguise, letting out a sharp screech. Her petite body burst forth with astonishing power as she pounced on Wang Feng like an enraged cub!

A ghostly blue light emanated from her fingertips as she aimed directly for Wang Feng's throat—

"Certainly!"

Wang Feng gave a cold shout, and his words became law.

Apas's petite body froze in mid-air, as if imprisoned by invisible shackles.

She struggled desperately, her snake eyes flashing with golden light, but she couldn't even move a single finger.

"How could you?" Her voice trembled with shock and anger, and her once delicate face was now as pale as paper.

Wang Feng slowly approached, his fingertips gently tracing her cold cheek: "It's not that I'm too strong, it's just that you—are too weak." His gaze fell on her snake-like eyes, which were bulging with anger. "Don't resist, it will be over soon."

Having said that, his eyes narrowed, and a spiritual imprint pierced into the depths of Apas's soul like a sharp arrow.

"what--!"

Apas let out a piercing scream and began to tremble violently.

She bit her lower lip hard, blood trickling down her lips, and her soul barrier erupted with a dazzling golden light, actually managing to resist the invasion of the mental imprint.

Wang Feng frowned slightly.

The Ring of Contract was originally an artifact used to subdue demon cubs, but the one before them was, after all, a direct descendant of Medusa. Even in the weakest period of transformation, her soul strength was still a genuine monarch-level.

For a moment, the spiritual imprint and the soul barrier clashed fiercely in Apas's sea of ​​consciousness, with golden light and silver light intertwining and colliding, neither able to defeat the other.

"Ha," Apas panted, a mocking smile playing on her lips, "You think you can bind me with this shoddy contract?"

Her voice was weak yet stubborn, and her snake eyes gleamed with an indomitable light.

Wang Feng lightly traced a line in the air with his fingertip, and the space rippled outwards.

He slowly withdrew his hand, revealing a strange, golden-pink eyeball in his palm. "The Eye of Deception." Apas's breathing suddenly quickened, her vertical pupils constricting to slits. "How could you have this?!"

In the instant her mind was shaken, Wang Feng's mental imprint, like a venomous snake, tore through her defenses and penetrated even deeper.

“It’s simple.” Wang Feng toyed with the eyeball, his voice as soft as if he were talking about the weather. “I killed your sister, Euryale.”

click-

A clear sound of shattering came from Apas's soul barrier.

"You—" she trembled all over, her sharp nails digging deeply into her palms, "What exactly do you want to say?"

The moonlight turned deathly pale at that moment, and Wang Feng's figure gradually distorted in Apas's blurred vision, transforming into a seductive whisper: "Haven't you always wanted revenge on your sisters? Euryale was just the first."

"Once you become my possession, even if it's Sisna who resides in the Temple of Twilight, I will cripple her for you, so that you can destroy her with your own hands—"

“Cut out her heart.”

Memories flooded back like a tidal wave. Apas saw the blood splattering as her birth mother was torn apart by her two older sisters, and the satisfied smiles on their faces as they licked their fingertips.
Resentment gnawed at her reason like a venomous snake, and the cracks in the walls of her soul grew wider and wider.

"I hope you're not lying to me." She finally raised her head, her golden vertical pupils burning with a resolute flame. "Otherwise, even if it means we both perish, I will bite off a piece of your flesh."

As soon as she finished speaking, she completely relaxed.

The Ring of Contract burst forth with dazzling light, its spiritual imprint penetrating deep into her soul, leaving an indelible mark.

As the last rune disappeared into Apas's brow, Wang Feng chuckled and released her from her restraints.

"Welcome to be my possession, little Medusa Apas."

Apas stumbled to the ground and knelt on one knee among the rubble.

She slowly raised her head, but still stubbornly pursed her lips: "Remember your promise, Master."

The last two words were spoken very softly, yet they made Wang Feng squint his eyes in satisfaction.

"His-"

Suddenly, the sound of a snake's tongue flicking came from outside the stone hall, which was particularly clear in the silent night.

Wang Feng's eyes sharpened, his gaze piercing through the darkness. He saw a slender Medusa, a young girl, coiled on the ruins outside the palace. Her golden vertical pupils stared at him warily, and her snake tail thumped the ground uneasily.

“Apas,” Wang Feng said without turning his head, his voice turning colder, “keep an eye on your maid. Otherwise, I wouldn’t mind leaving her here forever.”

Apas pursed her lips, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes, but she quickly regained her coldness.

"Step back!" she commanded in a deep voice, her tone carrying an unquestionable authority.

The young Medusa flicked her tongue, her gaze shifting between Wang Feng and Apas for a moment before finally retreating into the shadows and disappearing after confirming that Apas was unharmed.

Wang Feng withdrew his gaze, casually took out a black coat from his spatial ring, and tossed it to Apas.

"Put it on."

Apas caught it, shook it slightly with a hint of disgust, but still obediently wrapped it around her thin body.

The oversized coat almost completely covered her, leaving only her dirty little face and a few stray strands of hair visible.

"Where?"

Wang Feng glanced at her sideways, his gaze lingering for a moment on her dusty face, and his lips twitched almost imperceptibly.

“Cairo,” he replied briefly, turning and walking out of the hall.

Apas paused for a moment, then quickly followed, feeling nothing as her bare feet touched the gravel.

(End of this chapter)