Was this right?
Rauma had completely lost all idea of what to do. The polite smile on her face was almost slipping, and cold sweat faintly beaded at her temples.
In more than twenty years of life, this was the first time she had ever run into something like this—someone had actually grabbed her and tried to force her to convert to another god.
And right in front of her, he was poaching from her own corner.
Just then, a tiny figure flew over in a huff.
Mimi angrily started roasting Mo Wang. "Partner! Stop doing something this embarrassing! Besides, since when did [The End] Aeon become a moon god?"
Mo Wang turned back to look at Mimi in utter shock. "What? So it doesn't count?"
That expression, that tone—it was as if he had genuinely suffered a tremendous blow.
Mimi clutched her head with her paws, feeling a serious headache coming on.
Looking at Mo Wang's surprised face, she actually found herself unable to refute him.
Because this unreliable partner of hers did seem to possess authority over the moon—and an extremely powerful one at that.
Putting aside the fact that Cosmos's power was among the very top tier of all moon gods, capable of absorbing the radiance of moons and suns across the entire universe—
Just over on the Type-Moon side, he had already killed Crimson Moon once, and now the entire moon had basically changed its surname to Mo...
It was hard to say he was not a moon god.
It was just—
"Do you have to recruit people like some pyramid-scheme boss?" Mimi complained weakly. "What kind of image is that?"
While Mo Wang was distracted, Rauma finally managed to pull back the hand he had been holding. She quickly retreated two steps and opened a