“The Celestial’s epithet is determined by the Tower, but in a way, it’s also up to the Celestial themselves. The myth that serves as the foundation is something they build themselves.”
“……”
“That’s why most Celestials aren’t particularly unsatisfied with the given epithet. It’s something they can find sufficient understanding in…”
“I’m not convinced.”
“One who ‘denies’ the Light?”
“Considering Eden or the various Celestial epithets I’ve seen, the ‘Light’ referred to by the Tower is an Angel.”
“And the one who denies it seems to be because I’ve been going around insisting I’m not an Angel…”
“I didn’t only say that though.”
“The myth I’ve built is about Eden and Hell. The crucial story is about bringing down Celestials while turning the Two Celestial Spheres into the Crab Celestial Sphere; denying the Angel isn’t that significant.”
“It’s obvious I’m not an Angel, so why leave out the most important part and insert something strange to form the epithet?”
I couldn’t help but express my disbelief as I glanced at the Raccoon and Leo after hearing my epithet.
“There’s definitely some conspiracy. They keep trying to lead me in bizarre directions. Not happening.”
“Hmm.”
“Seriously?”
“Yes. Otherwise, there’s no way they’d give such an epithet.”
It seems like the Master of the Tower gave me this epithet just to mess with me.
I’ll have to bring it up when I reach the top of the Tower.
What on earth did I do to deserve this?
[lolololol]
[Of course, of course]
[Great Angel]
[Oh my]
[Isn’t mentioning Angels forbidden? Haha]
[Why does Lily hate Angels?]
[But anyone can clearly see it’s an Angel…]
[One who denies the one who denies the Light lololol]
[“It fits well.”]
[Isn’t being an Angel a good thing?]
“……”
I must question this thoroughly.
[One Wearing a Carapace claims it’s not a bad name… and that it’s right to say it’s a bad name.]
[One Who Serves the Light frowns.]
[One Who Serves the Light angrily asks why one would deny the Light.]
[One Who Opens Their Eyes urges to open their eyes.]
“Well, if it’s not so, you can’t just say it is. If it’s not, it should be called not.”
[One Who Serves the Light is angry but admits that belonging to the Light is indeed true.]
[One Who Serves the Light claims this proves it in the name of the Great Angel—]
Zzzzzt.
[One Wearing a Carapace tilts their head at the sudden interruption.]
[One Wearing a Carapace asks what has happened.]
“Oh, it’s nothing. Just got a spam message.”
Such high-level Celestial messages can’t be blocked by a Challenger, but it’s a different story if it’s from the same Celestial.
“I’d really like to genuinely ‘block’ them, but…”
Let’s give this fake Angel a break just this once.
[?]
[lol]
[Can’t Lily just send a message just once?]
[Celestial Contract, let’s go.]
“Ah! By the way, now I can write a message to Lady Lily, right?”
“That’s right. Should I do it for you?”
“Yes!”
“Just a moment.”
I opened the ‘Power of the Stars’ that I briefly skimmed through earlier.
The name of the Saint is One Who Denies the Light.
The rank is of God level.
The constellation looked like some hammer shape, but it wasn’t one you’d see on Earth or Deoen.
It was slightly different from the system window used by challengers, and the powers I could use right away were ‘Message Delivery,’ ‘Sponsorship,’ and ‘Contract of the Saint.’
As I tried to write a message, I saw the following prompt pop up.
[Requires 10 World Power. Do you want to send the message?]
“How much is about 10 World Power?”
“Not much. Of course, it would be a burden for a lower god.”
“Like pocket change? Lady Lily must have an incredible amount of World Power since you’re at God level, right? Isn’t it mentioned how much you have?”
“World Power?”
I briefly exited the sending window and checked the small number written under Message Delivery.
One, ten, hundred…
“If it’s a newly born high celestial, they usually have around a million World Power. If it’s more than that, the units increase. For someone at God level like you—”
“About 1.82 billion.”
“?”
“Huh?”
“What’s wrong?”
Is it less than expected compared to other gods?
As I tilted my head, Raccoon shook his head with a serious expression.
“On the contrary. A God level rarely exceeds 100 million in World Power. Even Baal, who supposedly absorbed all demons, probably didn’t exceed 300 million.”
“So, I have 1.82 billion.”
“Exactly.”
1.82 billion.
“Hmm.”
I can use about 10 World Power without any issue.
[LOL]
[1.82 billion????]
[Great Lily]
[Ah, LOL, overflowing with World Power]
[Simply godlike]
[At this point, just be a Tower Master]
[Just a God Lily? LOL]
[But why is Lily so unfazed?]
“Isn’t it surprising?”
“Not at all. Honestly, I’d be more disappointed if it was less.”
Even after raiding the two most famous celestial spheres in the tower, if I didn’t have at least this much, there would be no reason to be a saint.
I single-handedly overwhelmed the fight with Baal, the god who absorbed all demons.
“I guess my rank has significantly increased too. With that much World Power, regardless of the tower, it should be somewhat useful…”
“The rank is the same.”
“…What?”
I heard that upon becoming a celestial, your rank increases and the power you can wield skyrockets.
In reality, my existing suppression of power weakened a lot after becoming a God level celestial, and now I could probably exert power equivalent to Deoen.
But the ‘rank’ remains the same.
It seems my rank is unusually high, so even becoming a god doesn’t mean much.
It’s like throwing dozens of water tanks into the sea; it wouldn’t significantly change the sea level.
‘The rank given by the tower doesn’t reach me.’
“Because it can’t reach him.”
As I explained, the raccoon’s expression changed oddly.
“…So, you really aren’t the Agent.”
“I’m telling you, I’m not!”
“……”
“Can you send me a message?”
“Ah, I’ve been slacking. Got it.”
I used 10 World Power as planned to send a message to Leo.
[One Who Denies the Light greets you.]
[One Wearing a Carapace shakes their Claw.]
[One Who Opens Their Eyes receives the greeting.]
“Oooooh.”
“I can support you too! I just sent about 300,000 World Power. You got it, right?”
“Ah! Yup! Something definitely changed because of that.”
Leo nodded, feeling the strengthened energy.
Since World Power was pretty much useless to me, I didn’t mind tossing it around, but I had to choose wisely.
‘Too much rank could actually be dangerous.’
Like Yena, who collapsed after using a roar when the System’s protection was lifted in the past.
An overflow of rank is dangerous enough to collapse the soul, going beyond mere enlargement.
‘That was quite a dangerous time.’
It’s true that I turned that crisis into an opportunity and Yena’s capacity grew, but it wasn’t a stable method I’d attempt again.
It’s more like an action that’ll definitely lead to disaster.
The 300,000 World Power I just sent was the maximum limit Leo could accept.
“I’d like to send more, but it’s too risky to do so.”
“It’s okay! I’ve received plenty from other Celestials, so I’m good. Hehe.”
“Too much World Power could backfire, so it’s better to send just the right amount.”
“…What happens if a Celestial with bad intentions sends World Power like crazy?”
Looking at this system, it seemed like a Celestial could pop a Challenger with just a little World Power if they wanted to.
The raccoon shook its head firmly.
“Of course, that’s blocked by the Tower. It only passes through the amount that the Tower’s will has filtered to withstand.”
“Oh, I see.”
“By the way, the leftover World Power doesn’t go back to the Celestials; it gets returned to the Tower, so you can assume there are hardly any Celestials who’d act recklessly.”
Ultimately, World Power is the greatest resource that moves the Tower and the universe of dimensions.
Everything eventually comes back to the Tower.
After that, the raccoon mentioned that it was rare to just give World Power away freely.
There’s a limit to how much World Power one can accept anyway, and for a Challenger, it doesn’t hold much meaning unless they’re a Celestial.
Usually, it gets converted to level up the Celestial’s powers or as resources for the Tower…
“Well, it seems we should prioritize growing Gapwoo first.”
By now, Lasty should have widened the “capacity.”
[One Wearing a Carapace feels an inexplicable sense of unease.]
■
“Ah, it’s not going in… I can’t take anymore…”
“No, you can fit!”
“I can go in.”
“Too, heehee! Much. Heeek, now it’s just….”
“Oh dear. I’ll just put a little more in.”
If I put in a bit more, it’ll hit god level, so why am I pulling back?
[?]
[Hahahaha]
[Is it just me who thinks this sounds weird?]
[Nothing too big goes in!]
[Info: Injecting World Power.]
[Whoa]
[Gapwoo is done for after putting in too much xx, and now he’s not even himself.]
[But Gapwoo isn’t that big, what happens if you put in that much? ;;]
[Too much power for Lily, oh no.]
[Crazy people, hahaha]
[This chat window is dizzying.]
Gapwoo’s Constellation Room.
Having become a Celestial, I could reach Gapwoo without going through the Shrine of Stars, and I was currently cramming World Power into him.
Thanks to becoming a Celestial, I gained the legend of being ‘a Celestial supporting Celestials,’ but I didn’t quite reach god level.
I barely ranked at the highest tier among gods.
Even at this point, I’ve grown quite high but to meet the target of becoming a god within the deadline, I had no choice but to forcibly inject World Power.
Therefore, I secured stability using Lasty’s ‘Soul Binding’ magic and my Space of Despair before injecting it…
“Just a little more. Lasty will block any pain sensation, so it shouldn’t hurt.”
“Heeek… It’s not the pain that’s the issue, it’s uuhhh…!”
“It’s done. Really, it’s done.”
“That line. Already… ten times…?!!”
“Oh.”
Swoosh!!
Suddenly, World Power gets sucked into one place.
Earlier, World Power oozed out and kept going back to the tower, but now there’s nothing left to spill.
In an instant, my World Power chunks off, and Gapwoo’s shell cracks open.
Like shedding skin, the red shell completely shatters.
Now he looks much sturdier than before, looking like a new shell that wraps around Gapwoo, and his appearance changed too.
Earlier he felt about four years younger than Lasty, but now it feels like the age gap is just two years?
“Most of it was spilled.”
I used a whopping 1 billion units of World Power, but only about 100 to 200 million really went in.
But I nodded in satisfaction.
“Um… oh?”
“Congratulations.”
Gapwoo, now a ‘God,’ wriggles his hands.
Having nearly reached the same level as Karabus, I should turn Karabus into grilled crab and stick him next to Gapwoo like a guardian spirit.
That would be a happy occasion for everyone.
This turned out well, very well.
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