Chapter 139: The Saint of the Night

Somewhere in the middle of the desert, a small fire with comically big eyes shivered and shuddered.

"...No."

It whispered in terror, having seen something nobody dared to show since its creation.

This human, this deranged and perverted human, had done the unthinkable.

The flame had not just seen his member, it had seen the monster and its greatness.

And it trembled, shivering in fear and horror.

"What the hell are you doing? Put that away! Put that away!"

It pleaded. The poor flame had no arms to cover its eyes, unable to shield itself from this monstrous view.

All the godly energy that once emitted from the fire was gone, replaced with disgust and fear of the unknown.

It had heard about this forbidden weapon from legends and the memories of the beings it turned into Night Shades, knowing what it was capable of.

Heck, it even knew about this particular monster and its capabilities from the girl called Alice.

"Behold, the greatest weapon of mankind. The breaker of minds and pussies. The weapon that will end this nightmare."

Kaisen declared, floating above like a god over the pitiful creature. He had no power to descend and extinguish the flames, no power to do anything at all.

But he had one thing. One weapon that helped him conquer Alice.

The weapon that made the princess drool, that made a powerful knightess kneel. His very own little brother.

His trusted companion.

"You shameless piece of shit, what are you going to do with that? I'm the strongest being here after my lady. You think your little... thing is gonna help you now?"

The small fire asked, incredulous. It was true.

This fire had seen so many beings like him in the past, turned every single one of them into mindless puppets for its lady.

But nobody had ever dared to pull out their thing in its entire life. It was humiliating. It was disgusting.

And yet, here Kaisen stood, smirking with confidence.

"In all of our world, from the dawn of time, we humans have always prided ourselves on one thing."

Kaisen narrated, holding his little brother proudly.

"We have conquered and ruled the earth, the land, the sky, and the sea. We have risen and fallen. We have united and divided. But through it all, our greatest weapon remained unchanged."

"Shut up! Just shut up already! Put that thing away!"

The small fire pleaded, its big eyes wide with horror.

"And we will continue to use our greatest weapon even after death."

Kaisen continued, completely deaf to the flame's words. He had a mission to complete, and he would complete it no matter the cost.

"The thing that led us to repopulate the world when 75% of us were wiped out in the third calamity."

"This is not how I imagined my end! You lunatic!"

Kaisen continued his divine mission, unwavering.

"Feel the cleansing power! Be purified!"

"Ahhhhh! What the hell, man! Stop! Stop! Please stop!"

The flame squealed in agony, but Kaisen kept going.

"For purging this cursed land, I bless you with my golden shower."

His dick twitched like it had a mind of its own, but Kaisen maintained his focus, eyes closed and arms spread wide, like he was a bizarre angel on a mission.

There's nothing better than water to douse fire, right?

No matter how fiery a fire thinks it is, it's doomed to sizzle into nothingness when soaked.

"No, no! Stop pissing on me! Anything but this, please!"

The fire pleaded, but Kaisen wasn't stopping.

The fire felt humiliated. It, something that had the power to create monsters, was getting pissed on by some deranged motherfucker who came into this land as a guest.

Kaisen's ultimate move proved to be successful as the health bar of the Hand of the Night decreased at an alarming rate.

[Hands of the Night]

[79%]

[65%]

[46%]

And down, down it went.

This fire could only strip him of his superficial powers, those flashy abilities that could vanish at any moment, just like now.

But his little brother, his trusty sword, had never failed him once in his life.

That's why Kaisen was confident he'd triumph here.

"Nooooo!"

Cried the fire, now dwindling under the relentless stream.

"Begone, foul creature. And return to the Darkness."

The fire quivered and shrank, dwindling until it was no more than a flickering candlelight. Soon, even that was extinguished by Kaisen's golden stream.

He didn't open his eyes until he saw the familiar message appear.

[Congratulations! On defeating a great enemy]

Not only that, he was actually forced to open his eyes wide when he saw what his rewards were.

[Reward: ...]