Kapitel 269: Mosses and the Horny Sea

When devotees cry for help, no god worth his weight in divine ass-kicking can turn a blind eye—especially not this god named Kaisen.

"Lend me your power!"

Kaisen screamed, his voice echoing like he was auditioning for a supernatural heavy metal band.

The mana around him started swirling like he was about to go Super Saiyan, except way more dramatic.

And in front of more than a thousand wide-eyed, gawking cats, the impossible happened.

The library, which had been falling with all the grace of a drunk elephant, suddenly stopped just as it was about to flatten a few hundred unlucky furballs.

The world froze. No heartbeats. No breath. Nothing. Just silence. It was like the universe itself was holding its breath, waiting for what came next.

Kaisen, glowing brighter than a goddamn rave in the middle of the apocalypse, stood there with his aura blazing white-hot, his hair doing its best impression of a wind machine commercial.