Umberlee's face filled with disdain. "Normally... the gods who entered the higher planes later were assigned to planes attached to Mount Celestia, such as the place where the Goddess of Magic resides.
It's said to be a corner of Mount Celestia, but in reality, it's merely an outer plane built onto the bottom.
After all, most gods wouldn't want to be bound so tightly by the Justice Light.
One of the Goddess of Magic's subordinate gods even has a skull for a head. Heh~ The justice of the Lich Lord~ That's a joke.
The Order Gods' greatest skill is doing nothing at all. That way, they can avoid violating any rules.
Nor would they—much less could they—save anyone else. At most, they would resist when someone attacked Mount Celestia.
The Order Gods were never anything good!
But Mount Celestia itself wasn't at fault.
It was the greatest Guardian of Order. The aura of justice it emitted ensured that even if those people had all sorts of thoughts in their hearts, as long as they didn't want to leave Mount Celestia's protection, they absolutely wouldn't act on them.
They wouldn't do anything at all."
Umberlee emphasized the point once more, disdain for those powerful gods appearing on her face, before continuing, "Heh~ Although Toril's gods live in the higher planes, none of them would go to that godforsaken place.
Of course, those so-called Order Gods didn't dare deceive them, either.
Only the Greek Pantheon, who knew nothing and had just been beaten bloody by Asmodeus after he was knocked down from Mount Celestia, would think Mount Celestia was an incomparably powerful place."
Then she pursed her lips and had no choice but to admit, "Fortunately, they were the first to be deceived. That was why the other gods didn't run into