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

"Although I don't know how you did it, there's no doubt you've won, human. Do with me as you please."

"But before that, please tell me your name."

"Even if I, the Yellow Ancestor, were to die, I would never want to die at the hands of an unknown nobody."

This was her bottom line as a demon, and also her dignity.

Although they will be resurrected after death, they will be required to unconditionally pledge allegiance to the other party because their core is destroyed.

Therefore, the name of the person who defeated you is quite important.

Upon hearing this, Ronan was somewhat surprised by the magnanimity and frankness of the Primal Yellow.

He had never imagined that his opponent would give such a response.

Indeed, Ronan was quite impressed, and then shared his own thoughts.

Upon hearing this, the Primordial Yellow frowned, a hint of hesitation in his eyes.

This human actually wants to subdue me?

Unbelievable.

Leaving aside how humans give themselves names and bodies.

The mere fact that humans collude with demons is unimaginable to others.

Most people in the world are foolish. She has never been malicious towards humanity. Even her seemingly malicious emotions are just displeasure.

However, those people mistook their displeasure for a manifestation of their capricious nature, and thus sealed themselves away beneath the surface of this continent…

Otherwise, why would her mood be getting worse and worse?

She looked up and asked, "Are you serious?"

"May I ask you why you want to subdue me, knowing that I am one of the Seven Primordial Demons?"

"To you humans, demons should be synonymous with evil, right?"

Indeed, but Ronan is not a human from this world.

Without preconceived notions, one will naturally not act in a rigid or outdated manner.

Moreover, subduing a demon means that humanity has one less enemy.

Both sides benefit from increased strength.

After Ronan explained part of the truth, the Primal Yellow was equally surprised by his frankness and slowly nodded to indicate that he understood.

I see, they are humans from another world. That makes sense.

Since I've already lost, according to the rules I should submit, but...

……

Later, he learns from the Primal Yellow the conditions for a demon to remain in the material world for an extended period.

—It requires the sacrifice of more than five thousand human souls to form the basis for receiving flesh.

Ronan frowned instinctively.

At that moment, he thought he might as well give up; there was no need to lower his moral standards for the sake of a subordinate.

However, the Primal Yellow seemed to have seen through Ronan's doubts.

She broke the silence at the opportune moment:

"Actually, you don't need to take the initiative; you can just find any battlefield."

"For us demons, it doesn't matter who killed them."

"I think you, Master, wouldn't care about the life or death of those people who are unrelated to you."

The Primal Yellow was well aware of human nature, so she was not surprised by Ronan's hesitant attitude.

Since demons don't feed on humans, the reason they want souls is simply to savor the negative emotions such as hatred and resentment within them.

Once she is resurrected and has a physical body, she will no longer need such desires, so there is absolutely no need to test Ronan's limits with this.

Upon hearing this, Ronan narrowed his eyes slightly, seemingly lost in thought.

After a moment, he slowly nodded:

"A battlefield?"

"If that's the case, then there's no problem. Three days should be enough time."

The human world is so vast, and wars have almost never stopped. When the time comes, we can simply target those who started the wars to collect souls.

Thinking of this, Ronan gradually gathered his thoughts. He turned and walked back, while giving instructions to the Primal Yellow:

"Tone down your aura, don't be too flamboyant."

"I will proceed with and conclude the matter of collecting souls as soon as possible."

He paused, then asked, "Do you have a name?"

The Primal Yellow followed behind Ronan, looking down at her illusory body with a helpless expression on her face:

"No, I know you want to give me a name, but now is not a good time."

"I currently have no physical body, so even if I obtain a lot of magic essence at once, it will disappear over time."

"Furthermore, I am a primordial demon, and the amount of magic energy required for naming me is extremely large. Judging from the pets you brought, at least ten of them are needed."

"If you are not confident, it would be better to give up on naming me for the time being. After all, your strength is obvious to all, and there is no need to waste your precious power for me."

The pet that the Primal Yellow was referring to was the Nine-Tailed Fox. Ronan couldn't help but glance at her again after hearing her words.

I must say, he truly deserves to be called the progenitor of demons.

It should be noted that the Nine-Tails is now a Demon Lord species. If it weren't for the fact that its evolution requires a human soul, it would probably have already become an awakened Demon Lord by now.

Ronan pondered for a moment but did not answer directly.

Anyway, he has unlimited magic power, so when it comes time to name it, he will know whether it is feasible.

He waved his hand, summoning the slime that had already left the Primal Yellow, and at the same time shouted to Frey, who was staring blankly in the sky:

"Go back, and remember to keep everything that happened today a secret."

"I don't want to hear any news about me subduing the primordial demon."

Upon hearing this, Frey snapped back to her senses, a bitter smile appearing on her face.

I thought the enemy was nothing special, just strong, but I never expected them to be a primordial demon...

She took a deep breath and nodded solemnly:

"Yes, I will obey your command."

The reputation of the Primal Yellow was terrifying, but Ronan, who could defeat her, was even more terrifying.

In this situation, she would have to be insane to leak the information willingly.

However, she knew in her heart that being able to keep a secret for a while did not mean she could keep it a secret forever.

Even if he doesn't say it, others will eventually find out sooner or later with the birth of the Primordial Yellow.

Ronan had naturally thought of these things as well, but he didn't care much about them.

Because by then I will definitely have a firm foothold, unlike now.

He didn't want to be harassed by the human empire right at the start of his plan.

And so, the group turned back along the same route.

By the time everything was arranged, it was already afternoon.

On the way back, Ronan successively subdued the rabbit people and bee people who lived near the winged people.

The rabbit-people are gentle by nature, and faced with Ronan's offer of surrender, they did not hesitate at all.

Ronan was very satisfied with their attitude.

Although the bee-people are slightly different, they still have to follow the law of the jungle.

With the queen bee's submission, the first day's operation temporarily came to an end.

When they returned to the meeting point, Celia and Vlame were already waiting there.

They were accompanied by a group of werewolves with bruised and swollen faces, clearly having been beaten up by Celie.

Ronan nodded in acknowledgment. Seria then stepped forward, glanced around Ronan, and launched into a barrage of questions:

"Is this your haul? A bunch of rabbits, bees, and birds?"

"Where are Frillie and Izawa Shizue?"

"Where did this fox you're sitting on come from, and why is it so big?"

"besides…"

Her gaze was fixed intently on the Primal Yellow beside Ronan, a sharp glint flashing in her eyes.

"How did you end up here? You're still alive?"

Upon hearing this, the Primal Yellow scoffed in dissatisfaction, too lazy to argue with Celie.

She thought to herself, "So he's the master's partner. No wonder he's so strong."

Seeing that the atmosphere was getting tense, Ronan gave a brief account of what had happened that morning.

When Celia learned that Frillie and Shizue Izawa had already returned and that the demon had already pledged allegiance to Ronan, she crossed her arms to indicate that she understood.

Her gaze swept over the Primal Yellow, then she turned and walked to the werewolves, pointing at them and saying:

"These guys are good at physical labor. With them, I believe the construction work will be completed soon."

"Since Shizue Izawa and Frilian have already gone back, let's go too."

The group left the meeting point.

On the way, Celia told Ronan about her battle with the Primal Yellow, which awakened her unique ability.

Ronan learned of the four abilities of the warmonger and pondered for a moment.

"Are accelerated thinking, fanatical minds, magical perception, and pain ineffective?"