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

Her tone was casual, but the boys and girls around her were shocked, their eyes widening in surprise.

Just because you hate eating vegetables, you steal your own life force?

If you were to be dissected one day, would you expect us to die in your place?

No wonder this guy is the highest level among them.

Is this fair?

"Tch, what's fair or unfair about it? It's just that my magic is naturally like this."

Overhearing the whispers, Ophna pouted in displeasure.

But when they heard this, some of the demons reacted instinctively and glared angrily.

Ovna promptly shut her mouth and shrank her neck.

dart out--

Her purple bangs obscured her eyes as she looked down at her toes.

The sense of déjà vu for Aura is becoming increasingly strong.

Ronan then spoke up:

"Alright, stop arguing. The demon race has always valued strength above all else. Anyone who is dissatisfied with this can exchange a few blows with her."

He gazed at Ophna and continued, "Besides absorbing life force, what else can magic absorb?"

"If I remember correctly, you're not even twenty years old yet."

He was not yet twenty years old, but he had the appearance of a demon who was nearly fifty years old.

The magic seems abundant, probably for nearly a hundred years.

The reason for this is self-evident.

"Yes."

Ophna nodded. "Besides life, it can also absorb lifespan, magic power, physical strength, and theoretically even emotions."

"Miss Vlamé tested me but failed, so she gave up on me."

She sighed, seemingly saddened by her fate.

“Emotions?” Ronan raised an eyebrow, his finger resting on his chin. This kind of magic, how to put it?

If it can truly succeed, it means even desires can be absorbed: the will to survive, the will to fight, the will to live.

A budget version of the demon.

At that moment, Ronan suddenly remembered something and used his divine sense to say a few words to the goddess.

"..." The goddess suddenly realized and nodded gently.

Immediately afterwards, a dialog box popped up in front of Ophna.

[Should all information within the soul be disclosed?]

If made public, it will...

"Go public, this is your only chance to survive."

"Once it's made public, you'll be able to increase your strength by adding points, including upgrading your magic."

"Let's test whether there are any bugs in how this world works."

Although the far north still exists in this world, it has been influenced by the goddess, and its rules have become completely different from those of the outside world.

As newly written rules, there will always be some problems.

The reason for sending these demons to act as "guinea pigs" is precisely for this reason.

Ovna frowned, not quite understanding the meaning of those words, but she knew that her survival depended on this.

Before she could click "Yes," a boy next to her pressed the button first.

Silver Transformation Magic Lv3

[Flying Magic lv10]

The boy had short, light red hair, a stern expression, and stood there with his arms crossed. It was no surprise that he was connected to Mahat.

They also look quite similar, perhaps they are his offspring.

One is gold, the other is silver. Interesting.

I don't know who his mother is.

Upon seeing this, Ovna pursed her lips and hesitated for a moment, her finger hovering in mid-air.

He then clicked the button, and the two strings of data, "Absorb Magic lv4, Flight lv10", immediately appeared in front of him.

It is quite satisfactory.

The other demons had similar stats to hers, all of them having a significant advantage in flight skills.

……

……

What does it mean that 40 skill points are needed to reach level 5? What are skill points?

Ophna examined everything before her with great care, her mind filled with confusion.

Just as she was about to ask a question, she suddenly noticed that the title was flashing.

Curious, she clicked on it and saw an update below the "Demon Traitor" section.

The words "[Special Attack Against Demons +40%]" were highlighted in bright red.

In addition, encountering demons grants a 20% increase in movement speed and a 20% increase in defense.

When encountering humans or elves, all attributes are reduced by 50%...

"?" Ophna's expression froze instantly.

Even though she didn't quite understand the meaning of some of the game's terms, she could roughly understand their meaning from the literal translations.

—A painful blow to my teammates.

Is this correct?

She took a deep breath, feeling utterly dejected.

I never imagined I would go further down the path of "treachery"!

"Skill points are the points you get each time you level up. You can figure out about them on your own later."

Ronan began to explain their doubts to the group.

"The level cap is set at 100, while the skill cap is 15."

"However, after reaching level ten, you need to change jobs to further improve your skills."

"Like a demon general, a demon sage."

He glanced, seemingly casually, at the words "demon and traitor" above Owena's head, and then said:

"If you are not satisfied with your current title, that's okay. Your title will be refreshed every time you do something special or achieve something."

"Different titles provide different bonuses when worn."

Hearing Ronan say this, Ophna breathed a sigh of relief.

She raised her hand and cautiously asked, "Excuse me, can I also earn titles by killing those special small animals?"

"May I ask, what is your title, Brave One?"

Both Ronan and the goddess had empty heads.

She dared not ask the goddess.

"..."

Ronan pondered for a moment, then casually waved his hand, and instantly, golden light shone from the top of his head.

The radiance was dazzling, as if it could overshadow the sun's rays.

Legendary Hero

[Wealth beyond compare?]

God of Forging

God of Magic

God of Strength

God of Order

[Goddess Harvested...]

"Cough cough."

Just as the last title was about to fully emerge, Ronan quickly withdrew it.

Even so, he was still captured by the goddess.

Her eyes were strange. What did the goddess "harvest"?

I always felt it was a bad word.

Surely not...?

Her expression became uncertain, and she looked at Ronan with suspicion.

Ronan didn't meet his gaze, instead pressing his fist to his lips and speaking to himself:

"That's right. Titles also have different grades. The current upper limit is Legendary, which is gold."

"Beneath the gold lies purple, blue, green, and white."

"You can come up with the names for the grades yourselves. In short, the higher the grade, the more bonuses you get, and the stronger the effect."

After hearing this, Ovna nodded to indicate that she understood.

"Demonic traitors" are blue, while "vegetarians" and "escapists" are white.