章節 58: Slow Transformation

Lokus callously shrugged off the demon's anger as his eyes landed on the amulet, silencing the demon with a thought.

Or at least, he tried to. If anything, the growls grew louder, like a small earthquake localized entirely within his mind.

Annoyed, Lokus checked Ibmund's status in hopes it would shed some light on this matter.

[Subsumed Egos 

>Ibmund: Mask (Demon Possessed). Rank: King (Minor).

*Method of Improvement: Feed demon (or Blackblood) blood.]

Perhaps he should have expected that this untrustworthy system wouldn't be helpful. He did, however, note that Ibmund's classification had completely changed, and its condition status had vanished, replaced with a method of improvement.

When Ibmund's growls grew louder, he decided to risk asking his system a question.

'Why won't he obey my commands?' he asked the system.