Just as the weak inevitably had to brave countless dangers to become an abyss lord.
Attempting to join the Unity Council.
Was likewise a risky undertaking.
Strength and luck.
Neither could be lacking!
Those two alternative conditions for admission.
Seemed quite straightforward.
Yet each came with plenty of problems.
For example:
Since every abyss lord possessed the ability to blur the line between the possible and the impossible, they could pull off all sorts of feats that defied common sense.
As such.
In battle, even someone clearly weaker.
Still had a chance of reversing the balance of power to some degree, turning the tables and killing their opponent in an utterly incredible way.
Therefore.
Conventional methods simply could not accurately gauge the gap between opponents at this level.
And choosing an opponent of the same rank.
Naturally became a problem as well.
The risks posed by High-level planes, meanwhile, stemmed from the vast uncertainties within them.
No one knew what sort of monsters they might run into after plunging headfirst inside.
It was entirely possible to run straight into an Abyss Prince Level enemy and die without even understanding why...
In short.
Taking all of that into account.
Trying to complete the initiation task for membership was a risky undertaking.
One careless moment.
Could cost you your life!
Under those circumstances.
A reasonably suitable target naturally did hold some appeal for Orsaga.
But at that moment.
Based solely on what the other party had said so far.
To be honest.
He felt no real temptation at all.
There was absolutely no need for him to get mixed up in someone else's personal feud and face a powerful opponent whose capabilities he knew nothing about, and with whom he had no quarrel.
Orsaga had never been in the habit of cleaning