409 Addictive Power of God.

"I-I can?" Maxwell nodded at Isaac's shaky question.

Isaac put the coat over him and tucked his arms into the sleeves. As soon as he did that, a certain kind of aura began to emanate from him. As if the whole world had encircled him.

Isaac's eyes were glistening with reflections of different worlds and civilizations. He then started to blink less, and his hair started floating.

'This is… Power of God?' His cells were submerged in a sea of pleasure, "This is… Very addictive."

"I know." Maxwell replied with a deep sigh, "It was… Hard for me to stop losing control."

"If even I had difficulties… I really hope the Souldeath family doesn't find out about the purpose of the Grand Priest coat… That could lead to disaster!"

After grasping tightly at the string of reasoning, Isaac closed his eyes for a few seconds, took several rapid breaths, and opened his eyes again.