Chapter 490: Outer Celestial, Ubbo-Sathla (10)

Chapter 490: Outer Celestial, Ubbo-Sathla (10)

What a shame, Baal said, poking the cookies in front of him awfully plaintively for such a muscular man. Its been a while since we last had a guest, so I put my best work into these.

Metatron quietly burst into laughter. Although he had always had this impression, his longtime companion had a very adorable hobby. In fact, Baal was very skilled in gardening and flower arrangement too, saying that there were no better hobbies in this boring place. Metatron, who surrounded himself with books and focused on conducting various research, couldnt really understand Baals hobbies, but Baal always said the same about him.

Anyhow, whats your plan? Metatron asked.

Baal stopped halfway into putting a cherry on his cake and tilted his head in confusion. What do you mean?

The Worldline #801 Celestial named Lee Chang-Sun.

Oh, yeah. If we go by the book, the right move is to lock him up.

The problem is that hes a Star Sign acquainted with both <Dull Darkness> and <Supreme Light>, isnt it?

Thats the gist of our issue, yes.

I have no idea how we should handle this matter.

Baal shrugged. Honestly, I feel like we can just let him go.

That would mean breaking our rules and letting many of our other prisoners go too, though.

Scratching the back of his head, Baal sighed. Yeah. Its tough.

For the second time now, he had failed to put the cherry right in the center of the cake.

As Metatron said, everyone had their own stories. However, most of their prisoners were here for serious crimes. The fact that they were Star Signs evidenced that they had already hurt countless people and devoured more than just one Worldline because of the same power intoxication that had made them pursue Rlyeh.

Chang-Sun was different. He was only here to take out an Outer Celestial who was a Star Sign. Above all, although supreme sacred light and <Darkness> were supposed to be incompatible, he had both Divinities.

His indirect and direct relation to those two Emperors, who were naturally on bad terms with Star Signs, should be enough to extenuate him, but if Baal and Metatron did free him, they would have to look into everyone elses cases to see if they also had circumstances to take into consideration.

Others would likely tell Metatron and Baal that they could just issue whatever verdict they wished, but that wasnt really an option for them. Metatron was Pure Good, and Baal was Pure Evil. Before earning their current names, they had worked as Elder Celestials and contributed to establishing laws of nature. Now, they stood on opposite ends of the law of causality.

Every conclusion that Metatron and Baal made became the absolute standard in distinguishing good and evil. If they were to make a decision based on personal reasons, those standards could be blurred.

Ah, what should we do? Its not like we can just feign ignorance and lock him up, Baal said in frustration.

That would make <Supreme Light> furious.

Can his temper flaring up even be categorized as fury?

Metatron trembled, remembering the time <Supreme Light> looked at him in annoyance. Having gone through so much because of him, he immediately denied any involvement in this conversation.

I said nothing.

Hey! Dont even try to weasel your way out of this! Baal dumbfoundedly shouted.

Metatron looked away, not wanting to be dragged into a possible commotion. Feeling guilty, Baal also looked around. They were the only ones in this place, but there was no guarantee that <Supreme Light> wasnt listening. After all, he was always around where there was light.

<Dull Darkness>, <Deus Ex Machina>... Seriously, is bad temper a requirement to becoming an Emperor? Baal wondered.

Despite how unfair it was, nothing changed. Baal let out a sigh, deciding to just do his job.

Anyway, lets decide what to do!

Rummmmble!

A sudden quake, which was rare in this place, cut Baals sentence short. Looking outside, Baal and Metatron found the Tower keeping many Star Signs imprisoned violently shaking.

The two had spent quite a long time locked up inside the Tower too. They knew that the occasional tossing and turning of Rlyeh, who was slumbering deep beneath it, could cause it to shake. It always surprised them whenever it happened.

However, the quakes right now were on another level.

Craaack!

To make things worse, thin cracks were spreading on the Towers exterior.

It looks like we didnt even have to decide, Baal muttered, cold sweat rolling off his forehead.

After a short silence, Metatron called, Baal.

What?

All the workouts Ive been doing recently seem to be making me see things. Can you check whats going on outside for me?

The consequences of his actions were a lot more serious than he had expected. He had just unintentionally caused a bigno, a colossal accident.

Yeees!

Im free! Freeedooom!!!

Hell yeah! Im going to kill Metatron and Baal!

Those hypocrites! Ill kill every last one of them!

All the prisoners jumped out of their cells, their Divine Class storms accelerating the Towers collapse. The Eight Gods of Disorder outside suddenly found themselves in an emergency.

[The Outer Celestial The Black Goat of the Woods with a Thousand Young screams, her dark face turning pale!]

[The Outer Celestial Nameless Mist quickly tries to save their fathers trap!]

[The Outer Celestial Source of Uncleanliness anxiously feels that they will be greatly scolded by their father!]

[The Outer Celestial Harbinger denies reality, mumbling that everyone will suffer happy and fair annihilation!]

[The Outer Celestial Green Flame lights up their fire to take down the fleeing prisoners!]

Black tentacles poured down from the sky as raging white mist stormed in. At the same time, green fire blazed up and blocked the entrance.

Wh-what is this?!

Shit! Those filthy Nyx bastards!

Use whatever you can to destroy them!

Although momentarily bewildered, the prisoners quickly regained their composure and continued running toward the entrance. They were all Star Signs who used to hold notoriety in their respective Worldlines. Hence, they believed they could somehow defeat their wardens through sheer numbers.

The Tower was already crumbling down. Considering they would either die in this building or be killed by the Eight Gods of Disorder anyway, they had every reason to gamble for their lives. Nevertheless, the Eight Gods of Disorder proved to be forces they should not have reckoned with.

Wooooosh!

Aaarghh!

It h-hurts!

Keough!

One after another, the prisoners trying to escape were mercilessly killed.

Whirl!

[The Outer Celestial Lord of the Pole has resurrected!]

Having pulled himself together, Aphoom-Zhah looked up.

My, my my. That came out of nowhere! It felt good to be crushed by the Tower, though. Hehehe! Can we do it again?!

[The Outer Celestial The Black Goat of the Woods with a Thousand Young yells at the Outer Celestial Lord of the Pole to stop his nonsense and to either start helping the others or find the culprits who started this madness!]

Big sis, you need to learn to enjoy your life~!

[The Outer Celestial The Black Goat of the Woods with a Thousand Young gives the Outer Celestial Lord of the Pole a death glare!]

Hehehe! Fine! This adorable rabbit will spring into action now!

Thud, thud, thud!

Aphoom-Zhah, now a huge shadow rabbit, ran around, kicking away or trampling over the prisoners. He ended up worsening the chaos, but he couldnt seem to care less.

Unfortunately, Chang-Sun and Bel-Marduk were nowhere to be found, likely having used the commotion to blend into the crowd and escape.

Those two really remind me of Master! This is it! As a punishment for the commotion they started, I, Laplace, shall capture them and lick them all over until theyre covered in my holy saliva!

Aphoom-Zhahs declaration would have made Chang-Sun and Bel-Marduk tremble.

Thud, thud, thud!

Aphoom-Zhah kept hopping around, the Tower shaking with every step he took.

[The Outer Celestial The Black Goat of the Woods with a Thousand Young screams at the Outer Celestial Lord of the Pole to stop hopping around because he is making the Tower crumble faster!]