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

My heartbeat is louder and stronger than ever before.

Ask about skills, and skills will provide the answer.

"Answer: Unknown. Possibly some kind of evolution."

Upon hearing the answer, Frillie's feelings became indescribable.

Even the ultimate intelligence-related skills can't analyze it; it must be a truly remarkable item.

But whose blood is it?

After a few seconds of consideration, she asked the question.

However, at this moment, she suddenly noticed the changes in Celia.

He was even more aloof and untouched by worldly affairs, with a subtle sense of oppression in his eyes.

It's a gap in the level of life, like an ant looking up at a human being—unreachable and unattainable.

"Oh? You found out. That's right. As you can see, I also obtained some of his bodily fluids and have now achieved a leap in the level of life."

Celia crossed her arms, nodded slightly, and toned down her imposing aura somewhat.

"It's still unclear whether this change is good or bad, but at least I'm one step closer to the level of a goddess."

"Even if enemies from outer space appear in the future, I will not be the one who holds us back."

"You too, Frilian, and Volamere and the others."

Becoming a goddess... Frillian had never had such an idea.

However, it's necessary not to hold others back.

She stared at the glass for a long time, then took a deep breath and drank the rest of the liquid in one gulp.

Instantly, her bones emitted a crisp "crackling" sound, and the divinity contained in her blood began to transform her body.

She had grown more than two centimeters taller, and her chest was showing slight signs of development.

Unfortunately... it only rose a little and then stopped changing, like a blade of grass that withers as soon as it sprouts from the soil.

This may be the best condition her body can achieve.

Frillie lowered her eyes, speechless.

Celia's lips curled up in a smile:

"Ku... I'm sorry, I thought you would become more womanly, but I didn't expect you to still be a little girl."

"Well, never mind, since they're white-haired, let's call Vlame and the others in and see if they've finished bathing?"

Selene's first thought was that she was completely uncompetitive; even Volamere, who was twelve years old at the time, was more promising than her.

But if Ronan likes it, there's nothing you can do about it. You can respect that. Anyway, you'll have your own family, and the children won't go hungry.

Frillie let out a breath; Celia's laughter made her feel uncomfortable.

She tried asking the skill if there was a way to develop three times.

Then, while listening to the skill's response, he turned and left the room, heading towards the bathroom.

Ronan sat quietly, feeling helpless.

"Something locked in our genes?"

I thought I could turn things around, but it turns out I was overthinking it; at most, I just went from AA to A.

He didn't believe that the goddess hadn't interfered, since the goddess herself wasn't particularly outstanding in this area.

"The degree of modification indirectly produced by using blood is still too weak."

"Fortunately, once is never enough; too big is bad, and too small is also bad."

"We'll talk about it in the future. As long as I can develop again, that's fine."

Ronan nodded, stood up, and let out a few more drops of blood, preparing to give them to the next two people to drink.

And so, as the two underwent a complete transformation, they both experienced a second growth spurt.

Even after taking a bath, Nine Demons secretly drank some.

The results were remarkable.

……

As the saying goes, some are happy while others are sad, that night...

In a dimly lit office.

Kondo Tatsuya frowned as he looked at the reports of several war zones losing contact. Seeing that His Majesty had not responded to him for more than half a day, his mood became more solemn than ever before.

He knew that the regions where news had been lost had been wiped out by the Tianyi Kingdom.

Although the losses were not severe, involving only tens of thousands of people, the further loss of high-end combat power was undoubtedly a heavy blow.

The empire's guardian dragon is gone.

His Majesty has disappeared.

Of the ten immortals, seven are gone.

There is only half a saint.

All of this made him feel dizzy and confused.

Will the sacrifice of those million people really make the Skywing Kingdom back down? Not necessarily.

Don't you remember how fierce the fighting was back then? Even their hometown was bombed, but the other side still didn't stop. How much more so would a group of monsters with even lower moral standards be able to fight?

"We must continue recruiting soldiers; every household must be recruited."

Kondo Tatsuya clenched his fist.

Given that the Eastern Empire has a population of 800 million, while Japan only had 100 million in the past, it seems that the death of 800 million people is not a problem.

He immediately drafted a plan to mobilize the nation's fighting spirit within a few days.

Unfortunately, just as I picked up the pen to write, a voice came from behind me.

"Oh? Eight hundred million jade fragments? Young man, you're quite brave, actually doing this in another world."

Ronan appeared behind him without him noticing, stroking his chin as he looked at the title on the paper, and couldn't help but sigh at how crazy these Japanese were.

Why not just surrender obediently? At worst, sacrifice some soldiers as a lesson. Why use the lives of ordinary people to fill this war that has no chance of being won?

If they went in and killed themselves, what would that make them?

"I can't let you live. Luckily, I found out in time. Kondo Tatsuya, too. I'll remember you."

It's impossible not to remember, after all, a potential massacre was prevented. However, upon hearing this, Kondo Tatsuya froze for a second.

Then—whoosh!

He swung the pen around, not even bothering to see who the attacker was, and with astonishing speed, stabbed it towards Ronan's temple!

The King of Judgment is activated.

The ability that was originally meant to fire bullets is now wrapped around the tip of the pen.

—God-Slaying Magic.

"Hmm, the ultimate ability to destroy the opponent's body and soul? The power is not bad. If nothing unexpected happens, it can even kill Rudra."

"Unfortunately, it's useless to me."

Ronan casually crushed the pen, and in the process, also crushed Kondo Tatsuya's wrist.

Click—!

The latter remained silent, gritting his teeth as he extended his other hand and shifted his right leg, preparing to engage in close combat.

He was a top-notch soldier, and his experience of killing thousands of people with his bare hands was something those who relied on skills couldn't compare to.

However, Ronan had no intention of being polite to him and slapped him to the ground.

"boom!"

The loud noise echoed in the silent office, and Kondo Tatsuya's back slumped as if struck by a heavy hammer.

"puff!"

He immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

His thoughts were a jumbled mess, his mind a complete blank. He had no idea that the difference in strength between the two of them was so great that he didn't even have time to put up a fight.

Ronan looked down at him with a detached gaze:

"It's a pleasure to meet you. I haven't introduced myself yet. I am the King of Tianyi Kingdom."

"You don't need to explain yourself. I know all your crimes. Are you waiting for reinforcements? Sorry, they're not coming."

"Of the six saints and twelve immortals who remained here, you are the only one left."

Kondo Tatsuya, regaining his senses, held his breath, and then saw Ronan wave his hand, launching a final attack on him.

Struggling to get up, attempting to resist, but...

Boom!

A flash of white light disappeared, followed by a loud bang, the building collapsed, and Ronan emerged from the ruins untouched by dust.

Sensing the utter silence around him, he gently shook his head:

"There's no challenge at all, it's just a bit of a hassle to find people, that's true, what am I expecting? Once I'm done, I'm done."

"Next comes the moment to make an example of someone and, incidentally, reclaim the East."

He won't let those million soldiers go.

Although the commander-in-chief is gone, as long as the news from here is not leaked, they will regroup in a few days.

The casualties will be heavy, and the dishonest ones will behave themselves. It will also give the Scorching Dragon a chance to appear, so as not to betray us at the crucial moment.

As he pondered, Ronan glanced at the hand that had flattened Kondo Tatsuya and frowned slightly in disdain.

Immediately afterwards, he vanished from the spot in a flash, preparing to take a shower to get rid of the smell of blood.

There are still important things to do. Celie and the others haven't fully developed yet, and we don't know how much they'll grow after they've eaten their fill.