Reincarnated with the Mind Control Powers in Another World.

Chapter 693 -693

"I am telling you this information in advance... I am not interested in guys," Anon spoke with a smile as he entered the training room with Damon.

"Don't worry, it's the same for me," Damon replied with a smile.

"Are we going to train?" Anon asked.

"Just come, Anon. Don't ask too many questions... You won't regret this one," Damon replied with a weird smile.

"Fine..." Anon spoke as he walked up to Damon.

"So, I am going to give you this as a gift from my side," Damon spoke as he summoned a golden heart in his hands.

"What is... This?" Anon asked with a confused expression.

"This is a very special thing, my friend. A heart that's enchanted with holy aura. I got this from that guy we killed.

This thing can connect you directly to the source of a god's power and make you incredibly strong," Damon spoke with a serious expression.

"Connect me to what?" Anon asked with a confused expression.

"A god's power source, Anon. As you already know, gods never die. They either go down or up by the number of followers they currently have.

You see, there have been many gods in the history of our family who have gone down due to the lack of followers and many of them rose up due to these followers.

So, these gods... They look for individuals who are famous or have the potential to become someone very powerful in the future.

They bless these individuals with special powers and make them even stronger... In return for your followers.

Once you get connected to a god's power source, all of his powers will be yours and all of your followers will be his. An equal trade," Damon explained.

"Okay... But, how much power are we talking about? Since these gods are fallen gods... I don't think they will have any power," Anon asked with a confused expression.

"No, no, no... You are absolutely wrong. The powers of a god to influence the mortal world are decided by his or her followers, but their own powers are independent of followers," Damon explained.

"So, why are they called fallen gods... If they have the same amount of power as the other gods have?" Anon asked.Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs novelenglish.net . ꜰɪre.nᴇt

"Because they fall down from their position as a god... A god is made by his followers, and if he has no followers, then he is just a normal guy with some mystical powers.

Now, this heart is a ticket to meet those gods and fix a power agreement with them. So, do you want to do this?" Damon asked with a smile.

"A power agreement?" Anon asked.

"Yes, it's the same thing I told you a second ago. About the exchange of followers and power between a god and you," Damon spoke.

"Will I really become that powerful?" Anon asked with a serious expression.

"You will become a living god, Mr. Anon," Damon spoke.

"Why don't you use it then?" Anon asked.

"Really? How many followers do you think I have? I haven't been out of this factory for the last thousands of years.

Now, you want this or I sell this in the black market?" Damon asked.

"Fine... How does this work?" Anon asked.

"Sit down," Damon instructed.

"On the floor?" Anon asked.

"Yeah."

"Okay..." Anon spoke as he sat down in the lotus position and looked at Damon with a curious expression.

"Close your eyes and focus... I am going to activate the holy aura and you may feel some pain in your heart," Damon spoke with a smile.

"Fine," Anon spoke as he immediately closed his eyes and started meditating.

"Oul Dion God Poik..." Damon started chanting some kind of spell and as soon as his spell was completed, a golden line came out of the magical heart and pierced through Anon's chest as it got connected to his heart.

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Anon felt immense pain but refused to let go of his meditation.

"All the best, kid. Let's see what you can bring back," Damon spoke with a smile.

Suddenly, Anon's body went numb, and his soul traveled to another realm.

"What the heck is this place?" Anon thought as he looked around and noticed people sitting on chairs, chatting with each other, and doing other things in a big white hall.

"Hello, can you-" Before Anon could complete his sentence, all of them turned to look at him with very surprised and shocked expressions.

"Umm... Is something wrong?" Anon asked with a smile.

"You are not a god... Are you, kid?" One of them asked as he slowly stood up and walked up to Anon.

"No, but... You guys are," Anon spoke with a smile.

"Yes, are you looking for a god with whom you can sign a power contract?" One of them asked with a curious expression.

lightsnοvεl "Yeah, I am here to do that," Anon replied with a neutral expression.

As soon as these words came out of Anon's mouth, the hall went silent, and everyone turned their attention towards Anon.

"Sign it with me."

"No, I saw him first... So, I am going to sign it."

"No, get aside, you idiot. I am going to form the contract."

"You are an idiot... I want him."

...

Everyone inside the hall started fighting over Anon, and they started walking up to Anon with their unique set of papers that he had to sign in order to represent them as his sponsor.

"Sign it, kid, and I will give you unimaginable powers."

"No, kid... Sign my contract and you will get even stronger powers than his powers."

"Kid, I will make sure to give you my protection... Just sign this contract."

...

'Heck... I thought no one would listen to me here. But, these guys are more desperate than a salesman to sell their contracts. Do they know me? Or my reputation in the outside world?

I should take advantage of that. Hehehe...'

"Okay, okay... Guys, calm down. I am going to auction myself now. Rules are simple, the more benefits you give me... The more your chances increase of getting a contract.

Now, let's start this..." Anon spoke with a smile.