"Of course not! This is a secret skill I paid a great price to obtain!" Land scoffed, coldly refusing.
"!"
The Enchanting Demon Lord's face instantly froze.
Expectation slowly turned into disappointment.
"Y-Yes, indeed, after all, it's a precious divinity secret technique."
"Become my retainer, and I will make you a god." Land said again.
"What?" The Enchanting Demon Lord was slightly taken aback, showing some hesitation.
"Face reality, you are just an ordinary enchanting demon!
Your current power and status, obtained through your own strength, are already your limit. Continuing to rely on yourself is just treading water.
This is your limit! The limit of the weak race of enchanting demons!
Many creatures spend their lives making choices at the crossroads of life. Only by making the right choice can they rise to a higher strength.
