The Demon God Was Too Wasteful, So Ren Gave Him a Lesson!

"Don't panic. Stay calm."

A steady voice rang out.

Strange felt as though a clear spring had flowed into his heart.

The fear slowly faded.

"Thank you, Sorcerer Ren."

Strange spoke with gratitude.

At the same time, he muttered to himself.

Ren was growing more unfathomable by the day.

Strange had no idea what Ren had done, yet he had recovered.

He admired Ren even more for it.

Ren had no idea what Strange was thinking.

He looked out into the darkness, his expression still calm.

Ding!

You have been enveloped by the divine domain Darkest Hour.

Your mana regeneration has slowed, and the damage you take has increased.

You have been affected by Fear Aura. You will undergo a willpower check. If you fail, you will fall into fear.

Your mental will is too strong. You are immune to fear.

Your mental will is too strong. Your words now have the power to soothe others' minds.

A series of system notifications sounded.

A smile touched Ren's lips.

Chthon.

Is that all?

The system had laid all his tricks bare.

All Ren had to do now was hold steady and respond to whatever came.

Ren was confident.

But Chthon was growing uneasy.

Something was wrong.

Very wrong.

Why weren't the two inside affected?

No.

It wasn't that neither had been affected.

The younger one had been affected, but the effect had vanished almost at once.

Damn it!

How was that any different from not being affected?

And another thing.

How could this man shut out his Darkest Domain?

It was the embodiment of all his Divine Power!

What was going on?

What are you, a lighthouse?

Shining in the dark?

Chthon badly wanted to curse.

This man had gone well beyond his expectations.

Looking at the confident Ren