After the Lord of the Abyss Awakens - Chapter 119.1

Inpos was extremely happy and immediately packed up and ran home.

But Before His paw even touched the ground, He was scared and trembling at first sight.

Only to see, the little gray cat was stuck in the spatial passage, His paw tightly curled, fur standing on end, staring wide-eyed at the mighty golden tiger in the courtyard.

The sunshine was bright, casting a golden light on His fur, seemingly shrouded in a sacred radiance.

“Big… Big Brother?!”

The little gray cat was terrified. He also realized He was stupid – how could He not have thought that after Big Brother dealt with those demons, His next step would definitely be to come home?

Under the terrifying pressure of the golden tiger, the little gray cat’s mind went blank.

“Ah!”

I… I won’t be banished too, right?!

But the golden tiger basked in the sun, motionless, just sweeping a glance at Him, then continuing to lower His massive head near His father’s leg, lazy yet leisurely, completely ignoring Him.

Even so, the little gray cat was drenched in sweat, almost losing His soul.

Their family’s demon younger brother’s reaction to His big brother was just like facing the ultimate final boss!

And in a certain sense, it was completely correct – Big Brother was indeed the big villain. The beatings they received from other gods and demons were nothing compared to those from Big Brother.

Big Brother’s Spartan education was truly terrifying!

The little gray cat, seeing nothing was happening, tremblingly jumped down from the spatial passage, then discovered a little short-legged cat emerging from behind the courtyard door.

The short-legged cat was cleaning the room, holding a small broom, busily doing housework. Noticing His return, the short-legged cat was overjoyed, waving the small broom, eyes sparkling.

Inpos was shocked. He had thought all the demons were captured, but unexpectedly, Cele had escaped.

He was delighted, immediately leaping over, like a gray small truck, swooshing in front of the short-legged cat.

In front of Big Brother, He dared not ask anything, only softly communicating in the mental shared domain.

The short-legged cat explained the situation in detail, His paw striving to gesture.

Inpos listened and was both surprised and not surprised, only thinking they were incredibly fragile.

There was a feeling of “after so much preparation, just this?”

It was not a problem with Aelioge’s tactics, but the opponent was simply too unreasonable.

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In the Infinite Trial, because of the new information from Gusin, Aelioge and Bachin summoned all the demons in the Infinite Trial to discuss.

There were fifteen demons in the Infinite Trial. Eight had received Aelioge’s message and gradually arrived, while the other seven were in the midst of leveling up through fighting and temporarily couldn’t come, at most eavesdropping on their discussion.

The demons who ultimately arrived at the meeting were Aelioge, Bachin, Gusin, Beelzebub, Botis, Barbatos, Zepar, and Morax.

The Infinite Trial had no buildings, but Bachin, who controlled spatial authority, could easily conjure a castle.

Thus, eight demons gathered in a spacious hall with high beams. The hall had no decorations, only a central large round table made of pure gold, produced by Marbas, intricately carved with obsessive-compulsive level landscape paintings, shining brightly, undoubtedly an artistic masterpiece.

The demons found their seats. Some came in pairs, some alone.

As for Zepar, He immediately fixed a deadly glare on Bachin, His hatred almost tangible, wishing He could devour Bachin!

Bachin, under Zepar’s intense gaze, turned and replied, “Zepar, this matter cannot be blamed on me. Did I influence your choice? You were the one who made the final decision.”

Zepar became even angrier, grinding His teeth. “How dare you set a trap for me and then deny it!”

He denounced His fellow demons’ cruelty, vowing that once He saw their father, He would expose their concealment and their collective bullying of Him!

As Zepar was about to become more agitated, Barbatos had to stand up to mediate, changing the subject: “Little brother Zepar, did you offend the Goddess of Fortune like Beelzebub and get cursed?”

This was an excellent blame-shifting technique. Whether for humans, gods, or demons, if luck was bad, one could blame the Goddess of Fortune. As for whether it was actually Her fault, who knows?

“No way, I never offended the Goddess of Fortune!”

Zepar argued righteously, slapping the table. “I just said She dresses poorly, not fashionable at all!”

Barbatos’s mouth went stiff.

Beelzebub’s eyes widened.

The other five demons were speechless. Zepar had definitely offended the Goddess of Fortune. His misfortune was absolutely due to being cursed by Her. They could not sympathize at all – serves Him right!

Yet Zepar continued boasting about fashion and what fashion should be like.

This demon was truly hopeless, completely lacking self-awareness. From childhood to adulthood, besides their father, who would praise His aesthetic sense? No, did He even have aesthetic sense? Constantly judging other gods’ outfits – truly remarkable.

Come to think of it, was this confidence and unbridled attitude because their father had once praised Him?

Botis shook His head, snake eyes cold, His attitude seemingly saying “Only Zepar would completely refuse to acknowledge being a fellow demon”.

Aelioge was speechless, stood up, and seriously said, “Enough. Let’s discuss the real matter.”

After speaking, He turned to Gusin, “You explain to everyone.”

Gusin nodded, slowly stood up, and repeated His previous speculation.

The demons listened carefully, and their expressions changed to different degrees.

The meeting room was quiet for about several minutes before demons gradually started speaking.

Beelzebub lowered His gaze, speaking in a low voice, “Could it actually be the Creator God?”

The air fell silent again, and the demons’ gazes shifted, each lost in thought.

Actually, Barbatos had long harbored suspicions, because in the memories of the Goddess of Harmony, there were thoughts about the Creator God. In the understanding of generations of the Goddess of Harmony, the Creator God was never a positive entity, because He created such a chaotic world filled with conflict and hatred. A god with love and kindness could not have created such a world.

“So does this mean Second Brother was confronting the Creator God in His dream?” Beelzebub suddenly asked.

“What?”

Morax was stunned, clearly overwhelmed by the information.

Morax was still composed, but Zepar’s eyes went wide, His brain stalling.

Beelzebub explained. “Our father’s upgrade was previously incredibly slow. After resurrection, Second Brother restructured Father’s system. I originally thought Father’s faster upgrade was due to system improvement. But with this explanation about the Creator God, I now think it wasn’t due to system enhancement, but because something suppressing Father’s upgrade was itself suppressed.”

Morax understood.

Aelioge nodded. “Yes, it should be that Second Brother confronted the Creator God, suppressed His divine power, which then allowed Father’s upgrade speed to return to normal.”

Botis remained silent for a few seconds, then whispered. “But what you’re saying is just speculation, without any evidence.”

Aelioge looked at Botis, “Inpos, as the Primordial God of Humans, saw that will, and it truly exists. Inpos’s memory is the evidence. Humans were suppressed in growth by an unknown force, and Father was suppressed in upgrading by an unknown force. I think the correlation is already quite clear.”

One should not stop thinking due to lack of definitive evidence. Make bold assumptions, and correct contradictions as they arise. Things are that simple.

Botis was somewhat convinced. “So you think the Creator God bears malice towards our father?”

Bachin drank some coffee, his elbow on the table, supporting his chin with one hand, and slowly said, “Whether it’s good or evil is hard to say, but temporarily judging it as evil isn’t wrong. I can’t see how this could be a benevolent act.”

Botis lowered his head in contemplation and asked, “If the will in our father is truly the Creator God, what relationship does He have with the Evil of the Universe?”

“If the Evil of the Universe harbors resentment towards our father because of the Creator God within him, then their relationship is clearly not good,” Bachin suddenly said.

“Remember ‘resentment, hatred, despair’?” Bachin asked.

Botis was startled.

Beelzebub: “I remember. The collective emotions of Arnold and the Evil of the Universe.”

Bachin’s gaze swept across the demons. “Is it possible that the resentment is the Evil of the Universe’s resentment towards the Creator God? Resenting that He created Him as the universe’s trash can, gathering all ugliness and curses? The hatred is similar to the resentment – who wouldn’t hate such a creator? And the despair is from His repeated failed rebellions against the Creator God, continuously having His powers stripped away, thus falling into intense despair.”

Wow, could it really be like this?

Indeed, that desperate emotion had puzzled them for a long time, seeming completely unreasonable and nonsensical. Why be so despairing?

Bachin’s explanation made everything clear.

If the opponent was such an extraordinary existence as the Creator God, and He had failed in rebellion for many years, despair would indeed be inevitable.

“Yes, it also explains why He was so weak,” Aelioge found it reasonable. Bachin’s reasoning had almost no contradictions.

Bachin continued analyzing. “The Evil of the Universe is a vast concept. Theoretically, His status should be extremely high, which is why He could usurp the God of Chaos’s consciousness. But simultaneously, He has status without power, fighting purely on His own strength. I suspect this is because His power has been almost completely stripped by the Creator God.”

Reasonable. The demons nodded. Even Morax found this explanation credible. Only Zepar looked completely bewildered.

Botis said coldly, “Now I understand why He ran to this continent to find humans.”

The demons looked at Botis.

Barbatos couldn’t help but ask. “Why?”

“Humans are a self-evolving race, the race most despised by the Creator God, and also the race most likely to challenge the Creator God,” Botis narrowed His eyes, precisely saying, “The Evil of the Universe is pinning His hopes on humans. This also explains why He only entangles with humans, secretly manipulating human history, without truly destroying the human race.”

“That’s right, now I understand why He didn’t kill Wang Chang’er and those heroes.”

Aelioge analyzed. “According to your explanation, heroes in His eyes would be the main force against the Creator God.”

Botis nodded. “Yes, that coffin might even be a kind of trial. Didn’t Wang Chang’er break through to god-level and even advance to god-king level inside?”

“Exactly right. It completely makes sense.”

After organizing their thoughts, they discovered this explanation was the closest to the truth so far.

Morax was puzzled. “But if that’s the case, why would the Evil of the Universe target our father? Arnold might hate Father for not saving him, but what about the Evil of the Universe? Why would He want to kill Father?”

Bachin scoffed, “He might think Father is in the Creator God’s camp and will eventually join Him, or simply as a form of misplaced anger. In His view, being so closely watched by the Creator God, Father almost had no hope of growing. Killing Father might even be a kind of ‘help’ in His eyes.”

Before He finished speaking, all the demons present had cold expressions, their eyes filled with anger and murderous intent.

Help? What a joke. How could He be targeted for such a reason? When Father was summoned to another world, nothing good happened, and now His life was threatened for this?

The Evil of the Universe deserved to die.

For the next half hour, they continued to sort through the information.

Towards the end, Aelioge fell silent.

Beelzebub noticed His expression and asked, “What’s wrong, Aelioge?”

Aelioge lowered His head, thinking. “I’m wondering… why didn’t we think of the Creator God before?”

“…Because of a blind spot in thinking?” Bachin also had doubts.

“No, it might be a form of cognitive blurring.”

Aelioge touched His chin, suddenly realizing the key point.

As soon as He spoke, other demons turned their gazes towards Him.

Cognitive blurring? Did the Creator God actually use such a method?

Bachin paused, His expression changing, then also suddenly understood. “You’re right. It’s most likely cognitive blurring. If Second Brother can use such a technique, the Creator God could probably do the same. This is the most effective method of concealment.”

Beelzebub’s face darkened. “Cognitive blurring is ridiculous. It can continuously alter information, making you spin like an ant on the ground.”

Bachin nodded. “Yes, this also proves He is extremely powerful.”

Aelioge said in a low voice. “Right. Unlike the Evil of the Universe, the Creator God has both status and power. Under the operation of cognitive blurring, He has always hidden behind the scenes, causing us to investigate for so many years with nothing to show.”

“But the key point is, where is the Creator God now?” Beelzebub asked.

“Only Second Brother would know.”

“…I don’t think it’s a matter of knowing or not knowing.”

“What?”

Aelioge said seriously, “Since the Creator God is the first mysterious god of the universe, the creator of almost all races, isn’t there a possibility that His very body is the universe itself, matter itself, rules themselves?”

“…Everywhere, so there’s nowhere specific, right?”

Beelzebub found it troublesome.

“Destroying Him would mean destroying the universe, destroying everything. Not to mention whether we could do it.”

Aelioge’s tone was heavy. “Even if we could, the consequences would necessarily be the universe’s annihilation. We would suffer mutual destruction with Him.”

“…Indeed.”

The demons fell silent. In a certain sense, if the Creator God was merely limiting Father’s upgrade, it wasn’t necessarily something they had to take revenge on to the point of death.

Although interfering with Father’s upgrade was certainly worthy of death. Father had suffered for a long time because of slow upgrades.

Anyway, involving the Creator God made the entire matter even more complex and mysterious.

They discussed for a very long time, a full six hours, until Zepar’s brain finally exploded, and He passed out.

Almost reaching a conclusion, Aelioge integrated the reasoning and let Bachin tell the other seven demons who were not present.

Conclusion One: The entity that had entangled with Father back then was most likely the Creator God. His attitude towards Father was unclear. From the perspective of restricting Father’s upgrade, He was highly likely to harbor malice towards Father, secretly targeting him for not allowing others to possess His power. For now, He would be referred to as the Creator God.

Conclusion Two: The Evil of the Universe seemed extremely hostile to the Creator God, seemingly harboring resentment, hatred, and despair towards Him. It seemed that because of Father’s relationship with the Creator God, Father was put to death, but it also seemed to be a trial for Father.

Conclusion Three: The Creator God had an extremely high status, heavenly powers, and strong strength. His current location was unknown, and His true form was most likely the universe itself, possessing a power with cognition blur.

After learning this, the seven demons were shocked or angry to varying degrees. Some demons fell into deep confusion.

In fact, the relationship was not difficult to understand. Gusin, to help even the foolish demons understand, directly drew a relationship diagram. The main subjects involved were just three parties, with Arnold… being considered half a party.

Buer asked doubtfully. “But these are just speculations, right?”

Gusin laughed heartily and admitted. “Yes, all of these are just speculations. We have never seen the Creator God. Not to mention Big Brother and Second Brother, the only one who could be considered to have seen Him was probably Inpos when He was still the Primordial God of Humans.”

Buer: “Didn’t Inpos say He only saw the will?”

Aelioge answered on behalf of Gusin. “This will is highly related to the Creator God. It is not a problem to temporarily assume it is the Creator God.”

Buer seemed to understand but not quite, and finally nodded.