Chapter 318 You Turn Traitor

"That is, that is the mark of the God of Reforging!"

Felix's eyes widened in the room as he took a deep breath, filled with disbelief.

His entire being felt as if he had plummeted into the deep sea, his footing unsteady, a sensation of suffocation surging in his chest, nearly preventing him from breathing normally.

If not for the rock-solid rationality that still held on, he feared he might just collapse to the ground, the ossifying despair bringing a tingling of nerves.

He stared at the mark on his palm, pondered for a moment, then rose from the bed and made his way to the dark cabinet, slowly opening it completely, before tremblingly taking out a bottle of half-transparent light green potion.

Felix took a deep breath, then poured the half-transparent light green potion onto his palm, afterwards feeling a mild itching sting.

Next, the disguise potion on the back of his hand vanished, revealing the complex red mark of the great Lord of the Lost.