"I never expected so much to have happened after my death."
After listening to Adam, the Sun God, and Sastiel's explanation, Grisha finally gained a rough understanding of the current situation. His face was dazed.
No matter who it was, learning that they had actually died long ago and had only just been resurrected was hard to accept for a while—even if their thoughts were coherent... well, not especially coherent.
Fortunately, Grisha had already experienced something as absurd as transmigration. He had also relied on his own abilities to ascend to the throne of the Omniscient and Omnipotent. His ability to accept such things was far stronger than that of most people in this world.
"I guess my mentality has been tempered by now?"
Grisha gave a bitter smile, then his expression turned grave as he looked at Adam, the Sun God.
"So, Ada—"
"Cough, cough, cough!"
Adam, the Sun God, suddenly broke into a violent coughing fit.
Grisha: ???
What was going on? Could an Angel King who was only one ritual away from advancing to Sequence Zero choke too?
"There are still many things about the current situation that we have not had time to explain. We can discuss them later. For now, we should deal with the immediate problem first."
As he spoke, Adam, the Sun God, pulled Grisha away and hurried in a certain direction. Amon and Medici quickly followed behind Grisha.
Sastiel, meanwhile, said to Delasion and Saiga, "Sorry, but time is pressing, so I'm afraid we can't continue speaking with you two. We'll repay the debt as soon as possible..."
"What debt?"
Grisha had not gone far when he turned his head at those words.
"It's nothing. The price for resurrecting you, along with the price of several other matters. The Café is an