Frilian: Starting with Wind Spirit and Moon Shadow, Playing Through the Heavens

Ronan looked at the black panther, feeling like he had misheard. What kind of overpowered protagonist story was this?

Before you've even done anything, your target is already offering themselves up to you and wanting to pledge allegiance.

“Yes.” Black Panther nodded, sensing an immense ambition within Ronan.

Because of the labyrinth's unique nature, the demons can detect the innermost desires of anyone who enters it.

The one with the deepest desires will be chosen to become the master of the labyrinth.

Ronan's desires were no less than those of the goblins, and perhaps even greater.

Therefore, Black Panther believed that this opportunity absolutely could not be missed.

But, to the demon's surprise, Ronan gave an answer it had never expected:

"What would I do if I ruled the world? Wouldn't it be exhausting to deal with all those troublesome things?"

"As a demon, you don't even know the basic needs of your customers. You're just too incompetent."

"No wonder you were sealed away, I'm very disappointed."

Ronan's words left the devil speechless.

Was I... being looked down upon?

This was the first time it had encountered something like this in all its years of life.

Immediately, Black Panther frowned and asked:

"What do you want? Unlimited wealth, endless life, or countless women?"

"I can give you a body that never tires."

Don't ask me why I chose you.

"Our meeting was destined, and our presence here is the best proof of that."

Black Panther's rhetoric was quite skillful; at least Ronan couldn't detect anything unusual. It seemed that quite a few people had been tricked by it.

If someone hasn't received much education, they'll definitely be persuaded by it, because fatalism is too unsolvable.

Just as Ronan was about to question whether the devil could truly see through his own desires…

Because if he can't even see through his own thoughts, he finds it hard to believe that he can get a chance to further improve himself from the devil.

People cannot always remain stagnant.

Suddenly, an indignant voice rang out.

It was that goblin:

"Black Panther, you bastard, is this what you meant by 'prepare me'? Betrayal?! You scoundrel!"

He emerged from behind a tree, cursing and swearing, his eyes blazing with anger as he stared at the black panther, clearly unable to believe what he was seeing.

At the same time, he looked at Ronan and shouted angrily:

"And you, you inferior species, who allowed you to enter? Get out of my territory right now!"

The rules of domination were activated, and Ronan frowned slightly, but he did not make any move, nor did Celia beside him.

From the moment she saw the demon, she stood by and watched, so as not to influence Ronan's decision.

But now.

"Noisy."

Seria was quite dissatisfied with the goblin's tone and wording, and immediately slapped him.

The magic materialized, like a dump truck crashing head-on, unleashing a tremendous force in an instant.

The goblin didn't even have time to utter a scream before turning into a cloud of blood mist.

Seeing this, Celia withdrew her hand:

"If even dwarves are this arrogant, this world is truly hopeless."

"The previous short-lived species, now an inferior species, humph."

Her cold snort revealed her true intentions.

Ronan remained silent.

He really wanted to say that they weren't actually dwarves but goblins, but...

I think I'll pass.

As they were speaking, the bloodstains on the ground began to writhe, and the goblin slowly came to life: "You..."

It's unbelievable! He never imagined he would be killed instantly, nor did he expect that the rules he set would become invalid.

They could even control the canary back then, but now…

"Still not dead?" Ronan heard the voice and glanced sideways. Celia was about to attack again, but Ronan stopped her.

"Let me handle this. If nothing unexpected happens, this guy will be the one."

After he finished speaking, the goblin's data appeared before him.

Life is infinite.

Seeing this, he ordered the goblins to commit suicide, until the day they were completely dead.

Upon hearing this, the goblin was stunned. The first thought that flashed through his mind was a sneer, because he was the master of this place.

However, when he found his palms uncontrollably gathering magic and slapping towards his head.

Immediately, a look of terror appeared on his face.

"This is impossible...!"

A scream rang out, and the blood mist erupted once more.

Ronan didn't even glance at him, his gaze sweeping over the completely dumbfounded Black Panther:

"Let's get back to business. The annoying guy is taken care of. Even though you seem useless, at least you can't leave empty-handed."

"Besides those, what else can you do?"

"Let me see your limits."

Black Panther's eyelids twitched upon hearing this.

limit…?

Chapter 146: Conquering the Tower of Night Howls and Subduing the Demon; Maid's Joy +1 (Seeking monthly votes at the beginning of the month)

The air seemed to freeze for a moment, and Black Panther was completely unable to comprehend what was happening before his eyes.

The master of the labyrinth was being controlled right under his nose, repeatedly committing suicide—that was bad enough.

That's the kind of guy we were going to get rid of anyway.

but.

What's with this tone of treating yourself like a chicken bone?

I am a demon who can grant any wish.

Feeling useless...

See you soon.

Black Panther took a deep breath: "I think you might have misunderstood something. My ability is..."

"I know your abilities, but so what? You can't even read my mind."

Ronan interrupted Black Panther without any politeness.

They believed that we humans only liked things in the mundane world.

"Money, power, desire...aren't these all forms of prejudice, just like that goblin's?"

"If this is all you're capable of, why should I think highly of you?"

Every word is a stab to the heart; it has been used to manipulate and manipulate people for a long time.

Now, things have gotten worse; humans are turning around and using psychological manipulation on it.

Ironically, it found it to make perfect sense.

Can a demon that cannot even see through the human heart still be called a demon?

Having figured this out, Black Panther immediately focused all his attention on observing Ronan's desires.

Unfortunately, a thick fog obscured my vision, and I couldn't see anything.

Black Panther was convinced.

"You rascal..."

Its eyes held a complex expression. "You've won. Whatever you want, I'll do my best to give it to you."

"The condition is that you become the master of this place and help me escape this maze. That shouldn't be too difficult for you, right?"

"None of those elves could be your match, because you can even control them."

As the black panther spoke, he pointed with his paw at the goblin on the ground, who was constantly screaming, reviving, and dying again. His feelings were more complicated than ever before.

Ronan nodded: "Of course it's not difficult. Since you've said that, I'll make a small wish."

"Give me some divine power."

"Divine power? That's easy. Wait... what did you say?"

Black Panther's ears twitched slightly as he pondered something, then he realized something was amiss.

God knows what divine power is, but doesn't it not exist?

If there is a God, why would it be in the position to destroy the world?

In that instant, a thought surged in its mind: Ronan was playing a trick on it.

However, after his desires swelled, he realized that it was all real, and that this was Ronan's wish.

Black Panther was dumbfounded.