After the Lord of the Abyss Awakens - Chapter 114.2

He had always tried to take care of every child, and it was inevitable that he would give more trust and dependence to the first and second cubs because of their maturity and understanding.

This habit formed unconsciously.

But today, the other children had also grown up. Though they might look naive and cute on the surface, they were at least grown in age. Regardless, he couldn’t continue the previous attitude.

Xiu Si’s eyelids drooped slightly. Sometimes, children struggle to truly grow because parents always view them as naive, setting invisible shackles in their concepts, unwilling to see them do things beyond their established understanding.

And once children display behaviors beyond control and parental imagination, parents often feel caught off guard.

This wouldn’t do. Parents must be inclusive, must learn to change their concepts, and treat them as grown demons.

Children need to grow, and parents need to grow even more.

Xiu Si’s gaze changed, slowly correcting his own immaturity psychologically.

He was grateful that Gusin would directly speak about this. Relatively speaking, the other children seemed to prefer to worry without telling him.

They always tried to take care of his feelings.

“…”

Xiu Si was touched inside, with a hint of bitterness, worried that he hadn’t been a good father.

These days, he had been focused on his own learning, not really understanding their situations, and not knowing much about what Aelioge and the others were doing outside all day.

It must be changed. Xiu Si thought to himself, but he was too concerned and might disturb Them. The balance between intervention and free rein was extremely important.

Yes, he could not rush. He must take things slowly. After all, things were different now, and he had plenty of time.

Well, he would stop here today and rest early. Xiu Si organized his thoughts and prepared to go to bed.

He secretly hoped in his heart that today would continue the upgrade speed of yesterday.

A few minutes later, he fell asleep, once again falling into a dream, seeing the white tower and countless faceless people around it.

Memories reset to zero, or rather became blurry again.

Before the white tower, a beautiful young man stood quietly.

****

It was nighttime in the Great Oedipus Empire, which was midday for the Continental Human Alliance. At the Alliance headquarters, people had been rushing about these past two days, nearly exhausting themselves.

Recent major events had been too concentrated. Surprisingly, despite frequent major incidents, the key to solving these events was not them.

Behind the Aust Empire’s national extinction crisis was reportedly a mysterious person, with the Abyss Lord having previously intervened. Moreover, the key to the Great Hammurabi Empire’s national extinction crisis lay with the Abyss Lord Beelzebub.

This time’s God of Chaos crisis was even more puzzling. The cause, process, and result… they knew nothing, merely passively aware that something had occurred.

Specifically what it was, they could at most only speculate.

Some went to ask Norman Til, but Norman Til was vague, his tone subtly suggesting “you’re better off not knowing too much”.

They passively accepted, like audience members in a theater, with their attention continuously diverted, running around and investigating this and that. In a sense, it was good for those who wanted to sit back and enjoy the benefits.

But they did not want to sit back. They wanted to progress, to seize the initiative, and truly become the masters of this continent.

Fortunately, the monsters in the subspace seemed to be wary of something and were increasingly hesitant to invade the continent, giving them slightly less work.

People came and went in the hall, discussions continuous, with the focus of conversation centered on Wang Chang’er.

The return of Hero Wang Chang’er was a great thing, but inevitably brought work to modify or even completely overhaul existing systems.

Wang Chang’er was pragmatic and disliked unnecessary formalities. He naturally did not intend to keep those departments of the seven great magic families that purely wasted resources.

These past two days, Alliance members had been working hard to keep up with Wang Chang’er’s optimization speed, practically neglecting sleep and forgetting themselves.

If it were someone else, they would not be so diligent, but Wang Chang’er was different.

They had grown up hearing Wang Chang’er’s hero stories and were full of admiration and worship.

Moreover, though Wang Chang’er’s appearance seemed to be in his prime, he was actually the longest-lived human at over eight thousand years old. If even the old man worked so hard, how could a young person dare to complain?

Damn! They must work to death!

Under this psychological influence, the Alliance’s atmosphere was unprecedented in its progressiveness. Everyone wanted to perform well in the eyes of the legendary hero.

This was the so-called hero effect. Even the Alliance’s hundreds-of-years-old elders became actively enthusiastic.

It was said that several old people had returned to the Observation Bureau, each possessing extraordinary skills and rich experience, former strong warriors who had battled in the subspace.

****

At that moment, in the Observation Bureau.

An old person faced the cosmic simulation map, with deep, calm eyes. Suddenly, her expression changed dramatically, her pupils trembling, as she said, “He is about to return.”

The speaking elder was no ordinary observer. She was the most perceptive human in history, who could even sense the future at specific times.

She had not appeared for a long time, and many thought she had died. The return of Hero Wang Chang’er had stirred her, and upon learning of it, she had come to meet Wang Chang’er despite her limited mobility, wanting to contribute her last bit of strength to the Alliance, as she had little time left.

However, she never expected that in her remaining few days, she would encounter such a momentous event!

Two other old people beside her noticed her abnormality and heard her words.

One could not help but ask, “Teacher Kafillina, who is returning?”

The old person addressed as Teacher Kafillina looked at them, her lips trembling slightly, and after a few seconds, she said, “Demon God Baal is returning. He is approaching the continent at an incredibly terrifying speed.”

The moment her words fell, the entire room fell deathly silent, with everyone’s eyes wide open, breathless and speechless.

Her… who did she say was coming?

Demon God Baal? How could this be possible!

They broke out in cold sweat, unable to process the information.

Someone could not help but ask. “Teacher Kafillina, are you serious? How is this possible? Wasn’t it said that Demon God Baal went to fight the God of the Universe?”

The shocked crowd gradually came to their senses, thinking, yes, hadn’t Demon God Baal gone to fight the God of the Universe? How could He suddenly return to the continent?

They looked at Kafillina expectantly, desperately hoping she had sensed incorrectly.

However, Kafillina shook her head regretfully, her tone 90% certain. “Demon God Baal has probably defeated the God of the Universe and is now on His way back. He will descend very soon.”

The room fell silent again, with several elders taking sharp, cold breaths.

Demon God Baal had actually defeated the God of the Universe! Didn’t this mean He was possibly the most powerful being in the current universe?

They were dumbfounded, their minds blank, thunderstruck, completely unable to think.

“…Is He returning to His homeland because He defeated the God of the Universe?”

“No, I don’t think it’s that simple.”

“Wait, Teacher Kafillina, are you sure this isn’t some kind of mistake?”

Some still found it hard to believe and could not help but question Kafillina further.

All eyes were concentrated on Kafillina.

They should not have doubted this respected first historical observer, but…

Kafillina affirmed for the third time. “It is true. Demon God Baal is about to descend.”

As if by coincidence, just as she spoke the last word, the window glass trembled, followed by a ground-shaking tremor.

It seemed from the far side of the universe, an extremely terrifying existence was approaching.

Everyone immediately felt a chill down their spine.

****

Ten minutes earlier, in a certain large room, elves were flying around Norman Til.

“Nor, it’s too much that you won’t tell us the identity of the Lord of the Abyss!”

“I was only speculating before. The specific truth is not entirely clear.”

Norman Til stood by the window, giving a faint smile and adding. “Even now, I am not 100% certain.”

An elf sitting on the windowsill asked curiously, “Nor, how did you know?”

Norman Til smiled but said nothing.

There was much evidence, but the most convincing was undoubtedly Agares’s notes.

He had always wondered why Agares would uniquely focus on Hero Xiu Si, and connecting this to subsequent events… he naturally began to suspect.

Hero Xiu Si was the only known human profession of a Creator, who had accidentally fallen into the abyss and was presumed dead. Hundreds of years later, the abyss was in chaos, with Abyss Lords consecutively entering the world. There was also a legend saying They were all shaped by the Lord of the Abyss, hence their well-known hierarchical order. And so on.

Based on this information, as long as you were not affected by that [Event Editing] cognitive magic, you should be able to figure it out.

Hero Xiu Si was probably the Lord of the Abyss. When He fell into the abyss, he did not die but lived on and created twenty-four Abyss Lords. Upon emerging from the abyss, They ruled the continent, bringing the Demons Era that shocked history. Gods like Baal and the omniscient Agares were Xiu Si’s creations, his children, entities he personally created.

Heaven knows how shocked Norman Til was when he realized this, feeling utterly terrified, his very soul trembling.

He was probably the only person in the entire human race, aside from heroes like Wang Chang’er, who knew this matter.

No, not “this matter”, but “this great historical narrative”!

The elves, seeing Norman Til not speaking again, were very dissatisfied and complained. “Nor isn’t even talking to us now.”

Norman Til paused, “I’m sorry to you all, but this matter should wait until the time is right.”

The elves pressed. “When will the time be right?”

Norman Til rubbed his chin, “I’m not clear, but it should be soon.”

The elves looked skeptical, but since Norman Til had spoken, they could only wait.

Norman Til smiled, but he did not notice that his eyes suddenly flashed with a deep green light, as if something was using his eyes to look at the world.

Or perhaps, looking at his memories.

It began slowly browsing from the “present”, looking at every frame of the image related to “that person”.

“…”

Simultaneously, in the distant universe, that terrifying lightning burst into a second explosive acceleration!

****

In the library of the Aust Empire, Aelioge stood on the balcony gazing at the sky, breaking out in a cold sweat.

Bachin timely informed Him. “Aelioge, bad news. Big Brother continues to accelerate. I roughly calculate that there are only twenty hours left before Big Brother descends. Are you prepared?”

Aelioge took a deep breath, his gaze more determined, and answered. “Of course I’m prepared. I’m just worried you might drop the ball.”

Bachin smiled silently and said nothing more.

Next, Aelioge contacted Amon.

Amon was already awake, in extremely good spirits, lively and energetic, seemingly having completely mastered the power of chaos and very confident in his strength.

Amon opened by asking, “Are Marbas and Samikina’s sides settled?”

Aelioge paused, “Fifth Brother agreed to help, but Fourth Brother is still uncertain.”

Amon spoke seriously. “We must quickly win them over. They are key forces.”

Aelioge naturally understood. Who wouldn’t want the powers of the Fourth and Fifth Brothers?

Samikina’s power of [Vector Control] originated from a character in a manga Father liked called “A Certain Magical Index”, nicknamed the vector-loving master, a very unique character. Father was impressed and thus created a similar power.

Marbas’s power continued Samikina’s, called [Quantity Control], which means freely manipulating any quantity. According to Father, this power’s inspiration came from the Pythagorean school, the philosophical school of numerical origin.

Simply put, the power of [Quantity Control] means your output might be 5, but through His power, it could instantly become 500.

In gaming terms, His power undoubtedly was tampering with values, a bug within a bug.

Aelioge always felt that Marbas’s success in becoming the universe’s richest was because He arbitrarily modified values, though Marbas consistently claimed it was due to skill.

Never mind that. In any case, the Fourth and Fifth Brothers’ powers could undoubtedly be tremendously useful. He just didn’t know if Marbas had successfully persuaded the Fourth Brother.

While Aelioge was thinking, Marbas suddenly sent a message.

“Negotiation failed. Fourth Brother won’t help. Rather than rely on Fourth Brother, we should seek Second Brother’s help.”

Marbas stated frankly.

Incidentally, since Amon was currently in the cat’s nest and it was nighttime after Father had fallen asleep, they might be able to ambush Agares.

To this, Aelioge nodded, “If Fourth Brother is unwilling, so be it. We’ll try to secure what we can.”

Half an hour later, Aelioge uploaded the battle plan to the Cat-headed Demon group, tagging all the cats, and stood ready.

Whether following the footsteps of Zepar, being flattened and captured into the infinite trials by Big Brother, or defeat Big Brother to elevate family status, would depend on these few hours!

This night, cats who were originally sleeping began climbing up one after another, using their paws to open the battle plan, their cat eyes serious and focused as they read carefully.

Were they going to fight? It seemed already unavoidable.

The short-legged cat clenched its paw, its pale green eyes revealing a hint of worry.

Just at that moment, boom!

Thunder’s roar resounded through the universe, seawater boiled, and giant gods trembled in fear.

Lightning bleached the entire land white. Even before Demon God Baal descended, His magical power had already transcended time and space, affecting the entire continent!