"That's how it should be!"
In the past, whenever the Gods of the Star Sea or the Abyssal Demons wanted to launch some major operation, the Light Alliance would put a stop to it.
They had to take the Light Alliance into account, and consider what would happen if it suddenly stepped in.
Things were different now. They could finally hold their heads high, and the Light Alliance had to act according to their wishes.
If they refused to let the Light Alliance destroy the Three Sources of Evil, then the Light Alliance couldn't do it. It could only watch as the Three Sources of Evil grew stronger by the day and attacked its territory.
The Three Sources of Evil were also under their control. If they told them where to attack, Tzeentch, Khorne, and Nurgle wouldn't dare object.
This feeling of keeping others in check and making them act according to their wishes was wonderful. The Gods of the Star Sea understood why the Goddess of Light had loved making rules and enforcing them so much.
That feeling of being high above everyone, with all the inhabitants of the Star Sea having to follow the rules you set, was intoxicating.
Fortunately, the Goddess of Light had fallen into a deep slumber. If she knew the inhabitants of the Star Sea were slandering her like this, she would probably throw these once-obedient followers of the Light Covenant into the Primal Abyss and return the Star Sea to the state it had been in after Ragnarok and the War of Ten Thousand Races.
The Gods of the Star Sea were giddy with self-importance, convinced they could control everything.
They were playing with fire. Even a being like the Goddess of Light couldn't change their nature; the Light Covenant had only made