C685 The Mission Was Important

At that moment, the ancient Godfiend's eyes fluttered open as he approached the triple-tiered bookshelves.

He was conducting his usual patrol, not searching for anything in particular—it was simply part of his duties.

As he walked, he casually dusted the shelves, his demeanor unremarkable.

For them, cleaning was part of the job, even if it seemed like an underuse of their abilities.

Yet