After the Lord of the Abyss Awakens - Chapter 103.1

This Fifteenth Brother was beyond help.

Valefor deeply felt this point, so she turned her head and ignored Aelioge.

But Morax, who stood behind Aelioge, had a gleaming look in his eyes, as if inspired by Aelioge, and also developed a strong competitive spirit.

“It’s been a long time since we fought against Big Brother, with us demons plus the God of Chaos Amon, we definitely have a chance of winning!”

Aelioge seemed to sense Morax’s gaze and turned to make eye contact with him.

They didn’t say a word, but their tacit understanding was surprisingly full.

Aelioge: “Morax, your power will definitely be very useful.”

Morax nodded confidently, “Of course, who made me have the authority of violence. When it comes to power contests, I’m no pushover.”

Aelioge smiled, “That’s right, we’ve grown stronger now, we’re no longer pushovers that Big Brother can manipulate.”

Morax: “Exactly, we’re not pushover demons!”

As the two demons talked, they even shook hands.

The observing Buer was amazed, finding it very hard to evaluate the situation.

Then Aelioge turned his head, fixing his gaze on Buer’s eyes.

“Buer, you’re also ‘early concealed’ demon, Big Brother won’t skip you when beating demons, are you sure you won’t help?”

Buer paused, so angry that her hair started floating, “Big Brother is reasonable, he won’t hit me!”

Aelioge seemed to hear something funny, “Under Big Brother’s fists, all beings are equal.”

Buer’s hair bristled as she glared fiercely at Aelioge, appearing stubborn but visibly wavering.

–

Speaking of which, with the God of Chaos causing such a big commotion, how could their other siblings not pay attention.

In the subspace, several voices were conversing.

“Just woke up, what’s the situation, was Amon actually the God of Chaos?”

“Sister Paimon, whether Amon is what or not isn’t the point, the point is what are They all doing.”

“Don’t know, feels like there’s a conspiracy, everyone in the family group is silent, but I guess They started another group, those with cat avatars are all accomplices.”

“Huh? Really? That number seems too many, eh, how is Fourth Brother even in there? Ah? And even Sister Barbatos, wait, why does it feel like we who aren’t participating are the minority?”

“Strange, it’s really strange, and They previously even created a ‘Lord of the Abyss ‘ on the continent, don’t you think this action was very odd? What conspiracy are They plotting?”

“Too bad the continent is now wrapped in chaos, otherwise I’d also want to go see what’s happening.”

Such a lively “activity” with so many demons participating together – how could it work without oneself?

“Let’s wait, after the chaos leaves, we’ll go down together to take a look.”

“Okay, I’ll go when I’m free.”

“Hey, Busson, every time you say this, you definitely won’t go afterwards.”

“Yeah, big dove Sister Busson.”

Ayni complained dissatisfied.

Busson smiled, “I didn’t miss the sisters’ meeting on purpose, it’s just that when I went, you were all gone, and then Barbatos suddenly said it was cancelled. I personally was really looking forward to meeting with you all.”

Ayni pouted and said, “There you go again, who doesn’t know how busy you are, Sister Busson, so busy that you don’t even care about your sisters anymore.”

Busson smiled faintly and replied. “I’ll really go when I’m free.”

****

Meanwhile, at the Continental Human Alliance.

Having witnessed the crisis of the God of Chaos seemingly about to be resolved, everyone, especially those from the observation department, had shocked expressions.

“Is… is it over just like that?”

Someone spoke with a trembling voice, looking toward everyone in disbelief.

Those present included both regular level 60-70 alliance core members and high-level human experts at level 90+, with ages ranging from twenty to several hundred years old.

Several hundred people jointly witnessed this miracle occurring, yet they knew nothing about the miracle’s ins and outs.

The God of Chaos hadn’t left either, He had just stopped approaching and was slowly contracting His enormous body.

Due to His body being too large, cleaning up was quite troublesome.

But none of these were the key points.

The key point was — why did the God of Chaos seem to have consciousness? Was He conscious all along? But wasn’t it said…

Everyone was confused, even the family elders who specialized in studying chaos were stunned, not knowing how to explain everything happening before them for a long time.

They had used every means available but could only observe the black fog area outside chaos. As for what happened behind the black fog, all their speculations were uncertain and based on limited observations.

“We still can’t let our guard down.”

Simon broke the deadlock, reminding everyone, “The God of Chaos hasn’t completely left the planet yet. We can’t be careless until He completely moves away. Please have the observation department continue monitoring and analyzing.”

Hearing this, the observation department immediately snapped back to attention and hurriedly began collecting data.

“Please everyone continue guarding your posts. Report to us immediately if any problems occur.”

“Yes!”

****

Meanwhile, at the highest level of the alliance building.

The seven elves ran out from Norman Til’s body, rushed to the railing, and stared at the sky dumbfounded.

“Is it… just over like this?”

“Chaos came, and then for some unknown reason, left?”

They couldn’t figure out what had happened at all. There clearly hadn’t been any traces of other gods appearing up there; from start to finish, there was only the divine power of the God of Chaos.

In other words, it could only be that He wanted to leave on His own, with no external interference possible.

But how could this be possible?

“Can’t understand, do you know what’s going on, Nor dear?”

The Fire Elf couldn’t help but fly to Norman Til’s side, looking at him pleadingly for help.

Norman Til appeared calm on the surface, but his inner shock was more than twice that of ordinary people. His voice carried an inexplicable excitement as he answered with restraint. “It should be some private matters among the gods and demons.”

The elves all flew over, then all showed incredulous expressions, looking at Norman Til in confusion.

“Private matters?”

The Fire Elf voiced out, his eyes overflowing with confusion, as if he couldn’t understand the concept of “private matters” at all.

Norman Til nodded while processing everything, “Yes, those are private matters we can’t get involved in. Regardless, it’s good that it’s resolved.”

The seven elves felt increasingly that something was off as they listened. Come to think of it, Norman Til had started acting strange ever since directly facing the Lord of the Abyss.

Yes, he was becoming more and more cryptic, as if he had discovered something very important but couldn’t tell them.

Why? The seven elves were very dissatisfied, staring at Norman Til resentfully.

Norman Til seemed to understand their feelings, “Sorry, I’m also just at the speculation stage, so I can’t tell you for now. When this matter can be told to you, I will definitely explain everything clearly.”

The seven elves were somewhat convinced, who made Norman Til have innate Word Spirit power? Just a few words were enough to placate them.

But the Fire Elf had a fiery temper and couldn’t help asking, “Nor dear, what are you afraid of?”

“Nothing much, just afraid of bringing trouble, and then you all getting hurt too.”

They paused, suddenly got goosebumps all over, and nodded unconsciously.

“We understand, Nor dear.”

“Mm.”

Norman Til recalled them back to his domain, then raised his eyes again to gaze at the dark sky.

The feeling of fate being completely out of one’s own hands was very bitter. He still needed to continue getting stronger, break through the human genetic lock, ascend, and ascend again, advancing toward higher realms.

…Don’t you think so?

****

At this time, a senior executive from the observation department suddenly thought of something.

“Speaking of which, with such a major event happening, we haven’t seen humanity’s number one ranked person appear. What’s the situation with that person?”

“Unclear, that person is too mysterious. Perhaps only the God of Rankings knows that person’s whereabouts, but you know about the God of Rankings – He’s been hiding since then, seemingly very taboo about this matter, even abandoning His only hobby [Rankings] halfway through.”

“Indeed very mysterious…”

****

Elsewhere, in the Oedipus Empire.

The thick black clouds gradually dispersed, revealing a crescent moon.

The distant night sky also appeared before their eyes.

Although only one-tenth of the space was visible, the trend seemed positive – the crisis of the God of Chaos was miraculously being resolved.

King Levin had been tense all night, his palms sweaty with anxiety, yet nothing happened at all, and even yesterday’s dropping temperature was gradually rising.

Not understanding what had happened, he could only turn to ask his all-knowing prime minister.

“Norwich, do you know what happened up there?”

The Prime Minister narrowed his eyes and said calmly, “Your Majesty, I am but an ordinary human, without the eyesight to see clearly the world above.”

“Is that so?”

Levin felt some doubt internally.

The Prime Minister nodded, his eyes slightly darkening, and added, “Yes, I cannot see any situation within the chaos.”

****

In the same city.

Xiu Si stood in the courtyard, silently watching the night sky, occasionally glancing at the news channel.

[Aust: It’s truly a miracle, He suddenly wanted to descend, then suddenly wanted to leave, completely incomprehensible]

[Khaos: Reiterating, this matter has absolutely no connection to our country, we didn’t know what happened from start to finish]

[Oedipus: Seems like this kind of thing isn’t rare? Some otherworld gods do act on impulse]

[Roman: But the God of Chaos cannot possibly “act on impulse.” We tend to believe He was led here by someone, then driven away by mysterious forces]

[Hammurabi: Who is this “someone” the Roman Kingdom refers to?]

[Roman: Someone manipulating humans from behind human history, or some god, or some consciousness…]

Xiu Si watched the discussions between countries. Due to limited knowledge, he also didn’t know the situation, only knew that the crisis seemed resolved, and nothing had happened to Amon’s side.

“Everything’s fine meow.”

The Devon Rex cat perhaps saw his worry and came out to comfort his father at the right time.

“Mm.”

Xiu Si nodded, turning to look at the Devon Rex cat.

His gaze showed no relaxation at all, instead becoming more determined about something, saying to himself internally.

“Still need to become stronger, being weak is too unsettling, can’t participate in anything, can’t change anything.”

“Meow~”

The Devon Rex cat’s chin gently pressed against Xiu Si’s palm, his head soft like a ball of yarn, making one unable to resist petting it.

He seemed to strongly support Xiu Si’s choice, although at heart he didn’t want his father to be too exhausted.

Xiu Si gently rubbed the Devon Rex cat’s face, smiled slightly, and also prepared to sleep.

A good father won’t let his children worry.

A few minutes later, he carried all his children to bed. The white cat was too big now, couldn’t be carried anymore… so better not disturb it.

“Let’s sleep, tomorrow’s concerns can wait until tomorrow.”

****

On the other side, at the Aust Empire’s library.

After a conversation, two demons silently stared at each other.

“What kind of god am I…?”

Inpos stopped, unable to react for a long time.

Botis also turned to look at Him, together with Beelzebub.

Faced with the gaze of two demons, Inpos was even more at a loss for words, He couldn’t understand why they suddenly asked Him this.

Seeing He didn’t answer, Beelzebub changed the subject, “Never thought about it?”

“There’s no need to think about it…”

Inpos really hadn’t thought about it before. He didn’t want to recall the past, for no other reason than He knew most of those gods back then weren’t good beings.

Not knowing was fine – what if finding out just added another dark history to His record?

Inpos felt confused and uneasy about His past. His intuition told Him it was better not to know.

But Beelzebub’s sudden question caught Him off guard and disrupted His thoughts.

“Oh.”

Beelzebub asked once and didn’t pursue it further, as if no longer caring about the matter, yet this made Inpos even more concerned.

Inpos frowned deeply, thinking how His brothers and sisters were all growing stronger by regaining their authorities, but He didn’t even know what god He was, so how could He grow stronger through regaining authority?

But as Inpos thought about it, His expression grew troubled. He felt it wasn’t a good past, and remembering it wouldn’t be a good thing.

Moreover, His authority was [Learning], a concept that couldn’t be connected to any deity, making it impossible to trace back.

Speaking of which, He actually had doubts about His authority too. Compared to His siblings’ outrageous authorities, His authority seemed very… ordinary, neither powerful nor useful.

Back in the abyss when He was young, He never asked Father, but after He grew up, He inevitably had some doubts. He had wanted to ask Agares, or Gusin, or even Marbas, because He felt they might know something.

But He never managed to ask. Agares was unpredictable and might speak in riddles. Gusin traveled all over the world and didn’t check the mental domain, making Him impossible to find. Brother Marbas was easy to talk to and would definitely answer Him enthusiastically, but He decided against it because He feared learning answers He wouldn’t like.

What if it was because Father didn’t love Him as much, so didn’t think carefully about His authority? What would He do then?

“…”

Inpos just recalled a bit, but His entire being started emanating a melancholic aura, even His demon power became restless and unstable.

At this time, the situation with Amon versus the God of Chaos was mostly settled, meaning the retrieval of the Primordial God of Humans could proceed.

Botis noticed Inpos’s demon power and couldn’t help glancing at Him.

What’s going on? Botis looked toward Beelzebub again.

Beelzebub stared at Inpos with a thoughtful expression.

“…?”

Botis watched their situation and slowly stood up, seeming to want to say something, but decided against it.

“Amon’s situation is fine now, you two can chat freely.”

A few seconds later, He walked away, leaving behind the heavily troubled Inpos and the contemplative Beelzebub.

Inpos tended to overthink, and once He started thinking, He would get stuck on it. His entire being slumped dejectedly on the table, looking like He might shatter.

Seeing Him like this, Beelzebub opened His mouth, hesitated, then thought it better to wait and see Amon’s situation first – what if His guess was wrong?

Once Amon retrieved the Primordial God of Humans from within the God of Chaos, they would probably know the situation.

“Inpos, don’t think too much, I was just asking casually.”

Beelzebub suddenly said.