Over the past several hundred thousand years, the Order Gods had committed quite a few sins on Mount Celestia.
If they belonged to relatively powerful pantheons, the reason they had moved into Mount Celestia was that they had been invited into a plane whose nature was highly compatible with their own.
The two sides complemented each other. Neither owed the other anything, so naturally, they found Mount Celestia a decent place to live.
But those who had sought help from Mount Celestia because they were too weak to withstand the assaults of Demons and Devils had it far less comfortably.
Although they had also merged their own domains into Mount Celestia... everyone knew the consequences of handing their outer defenses over to someone else.
The reason the Order Gods could continue wielding authority over Mount Celestia with a group of angels whose spiritual intelligence was inferior even to Telashir's Tower Spirit... was largely because they exploited these subordinate pantheons.
When necessary, they would simply throw them out to die. At the very least, they could take their enemies down with them.
And so, the Order Gods had enjoyed several more hundred thousand happy, fulfilling years.
However, after Asmodeus led a terrifying army of Demons and a Devil legion into Mount Celestia, the bitter consequences of everything they had done over the years finally surfaced.
The Mount Celestia of old had also exploited its subordinate pantheons a little, but only in terms of resources... for example, requiring a proportional share of the special resources produced by their planes.
The pantheons under its protection naturally accepted such terms willingly.
Even those not under its protection would pay a little, as a gesture of their willingness to abide by Mount Celestia's order.
But the reason this peace had endured was that the Combat