I Am Overpowered And A Comedian In Another World-Chapter 95: When You Order A God From Temu Who Also Orders From Temu

Chapter 95: When You Order A God From Temu Who Also Orders From Temu

The Supreme Man, the God, is going through some midlife crisis.

He isn’t happy with his life. He is fed up with people’s wishes. He drowns himself in beer. The only good thing for him is that he is tall.

But more importantly, I have heard about Gods that they have their personal divine weapon. They can smash mountains, they can dry the oceans, they can find full videos of vintage porn, they can get casted in Marvel and they can even touch their elbows with their tongue.

But this God, the God of Moral, this divine golden light bulb in front of me..

Not only is he bald, fat and average looking, this bitch doesn’t even have a weapon worthy of a God.

All the Gods would assemble and sue him.

At first, I found his golden shining trident cool but it got bent just by Malthus’ clap, and then the Supreme Man revealed that it wasn’t even gold. It was just plastic. Pure plastic. As if that makes it any better.

And to that...

"You brought a plastic toy in a fight!?" I barked. "Are you for real? Who appointed you as a God? Or are you just a gatekeeper of heaven and the real Supreme Man has yet to come?"

"Calm down, Racis. I only brought this trident for appearances. I have nothing to do with it. It’s just that most of the Gods carry tridents around so I got one myself too. But since my powers usually rely on my hands, I decided to buy a cheap one from Temu."

"Temu? Gods use Temu too? And how can you access a website from Earth here? And how did they even deliver that trident to your address? Wait.. before that... Do you have internet access in heaven?"

"Yes. The Internet is there."

"I see. Kill me, Malthus."

"Don’t be stupid, Racis. Don’t die for that. Create the internet here if you want. And also, I ordered it from Temu and put the address of a house on earth, the guy delivered it there and by magic, I teleported the trident here."

That’s just lazy writing.

"Fine. Just do whatever you want. Throw that trident away and use your real power. Use the power of a God. And why did you come alone, where is that Donald Jump? The God of Aliens? He should have come here too. This guy killed Sexis."

"He was coming with me, Racis."

"Then why didn’t he come?"

The Supreme Man turned solemn. His shoulders dropped.

"What is it? Why didn’t he come?" I asked, sensing the seriousness.

The Supreme Man looked in the sky.

"Poor guy hasn’t received his order from Temu yet."

"..."

"I swear. You were scolding me for doing comedy ever since Malthus arrived in this world but you are even one step ahead of me in this shit. Be fucking serious! My heart is on display right now!"

"I am serious! He is also a God. He also wanted to make his appearance with a trident. But he doesn’t have the premium subscription of Temu so his delivery is arriving late. It will come tomorrow. Gods are humans too, Racis."

"Gods are humans too? Are you even hearing yourself? Did your brain fall off along with your wig too? And why are you both so obsessed with tridents!?"

"Because they have three pointed ends and they are long enough to scratch our backs! My hands don’t reach that far. I have lost all my flexibility because of my unreasonable consumption of beer. Why can’t you understand my feelings?"

"Fuck your feelings. First you try to fake your appearance and now you are trying to gain sympathy? It’s like a woman saying she is smart but starts crying just after a man asked her to name five books."

"Oh. I have seen that video too. She answered Game of thrones but was humbled real quick because that was not the name of the book. Haha. But that’s an old video though."

"Yeah. That’s why I want the internet here. For the latest memes, man. I don’t want to get left behind."

"I understand. I will do something about it soon."

"Appreciate tha—wait! Motherfucker, how dare you change the topic like that?!"

"Because I am a Go—"

"ENOUGH!"

Shit.

Malthus roared like a lion annoyed by his cubs.

The Supreme Man shut his mouth.

I went silent too.

Malthus rubbed both sides of his forehead with both his hands.

"I thought killing those two would be enough. I thought there would finally be some seriousness. But I was so wrong. This God is ten times more disturbing than those two combined. And I am not even counting you Human King. You are a menace on your own."

I want to say thanks but I am not in that much hurry to use the internet.

Malthus stopped the massage of his head and shot a glare at both the Supreme Man and me.

Then he roared:

"I’ll kill you both and wear your skin as a cape!"

I gasped. "A cape? That’s so 2012. At least make it a hoodie."

"Yeah, Malthus. Even I was wearing a long robe. The fashion trends have changed."

Malthus clenched his jaw.

"No. I will wear a cape. I will only wear a cape of both of your skins. I don’t care about fashion at all."

"Yeah. That we can see."

"Haha. Good one, Racis."

"Anytime."

Malthus exhaled.

He took deep breaths.

He inhaled for four seconds.

Held it for five seconds.

Exhaled for four seconds.

After that, he seemed to calm down as he smiled.

That wasn’t a smile though. That was a grin.

He ignored me and directed all his focus on the fat God.

The Supreme Man also tensed up looking at that grin.

"What is it? Why are you smiling like that?" He asked.

Malthus stepped towards him.

"I won’t answer anything anymore. You people joke just when someone says something. I will just kill you and this planet will finally be mine."

"I see. Fine. Let’s get this shit started then."

The Supreme Man threw away his plastic trident and cracked his knuckles.

After that, he too stepped towards Malthus.

Both beings stood face to face with each other, they were both of equal height and as each of them took a breath...

BAMMM!!

Their fists clashed with each other.

And with that clash, everyone got to know one thing—

The Clash of Titans has officially begun.

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