After the Lord of the Abyss Awakens - Chapter 134.2

They gradually snapped out of their contemplation, each carrying their own confusion and bewilderment, exchanging glances as if confirming whether others had also been struck by this sudden surge of emotion.

Valefor was the first to recover, asking, “What just happened? Gusin, do you know why?”

Gusin was probably the most shocked. He had a bewildered expression and unconsciously shook His head, “I don’t know, those words came out instinctively. The Divine Kingdom of Creation… if we go by its name, it should be the Creator God’s divine kingdom, right?”

Each time He spoke those words, their hearts would tighten, almost being overwhelmed by that indescribable sadness again.

Samikina remained silent with His head lowered.

Marbas stroked His chin, contemplating, “If we all have a deep impression yet simultaneously have no impression…”

Before Aelioge could speak, Beelzebub spoke His thoughts first.

“Was it something from before we were born.”

The air seemed to freeze instantly.

The foolish demons looked left and right, their CPUs nearly burning out, completely unable to understand what was happening.

At this point, Gusin couldn’t help but ask, “What do you mean by before we were born?”

Aelioge remained silent before answering, “Perhaps it was a very, very long time ago.”

This answer was too ambiguous, but it oddly touched upon their common point of confusion.

The air froze again, and they exchanged glances, almost speaking out a conjecture.

Just then, Samikina spoke up, looking around at all the demons, calmly saying, “We’ll discuss this later, right now Sitri’s matter is more urgent.”

Marbas paused, as if just remembering Sitri, “Right – what were we talking about just now?”

“About deciding on infiltration, right?”

The speaker was Amon. Amon had appeared at some unknown time, eerily standing in the high air, His demeanor somehow resembling Botis, but Botis wasn’t present at the scene, having been knocked unconscious days ago and still not awake.

The crowd of demons then collectively looked at Amon.

Several demons began to think.

Amon’s powers of [Existence] and [Void] were the most convenient powers for infiltration, but everyone knew about Amon’s personality – if He went in, it definitely wouldn’t just be infiltration.

Faced with numerous questioning gazes, Amon innocently said, “Why are you all looking at me like that? It’s not like I’m going to eat Him.”

Bachin thought that couldn’t be guaranteed.

Ayni boldly joined in, running up to the high air and loudly saying, “Let’s go together! Let’s all infiltrate together, hehe.”

Hearing this, even a pervert like Amon found it absurd – our whole family of demons going together? That would be direct battle.

Big Brother hadn’t returned yet, fighting now would be disrespectful to Him.

Aelioge shook His head, turning His gaze to Bachin, speaking as if making small talk, “Bachin, I’ll go with you.”

When Bachin’s and Aelioge’s gazes met, He couldn’t help but frown. The memory of how Aelioge had tricked Him last time was still fresh in His mind. Honestly, just seeing Aelioge made His fists clench. This demon was truly hateful.

However, their dialogue unsurprisingly caught everyone’s attention.

Bachin said seriously, “Aeli, your powers aren’t suitable for stealth, are they?”

Aelioge replied earnestly, “It doesn’t matter, I’m clever.”

Bachin’s mouth twitched slightly.

At this moment, Beelzebub suddenly joined in. “I’ll go too.”

Bachin was stunned, turning His head to look at Beelzebub.

Zepar didn’t understand and asked strangely, “Wouldn’t sending a demon with destruction authority be like a declaration of war?”

Beelzebub coldly snorted, seemingly unconcerned about this detail.

After watching their exchange of glances and sensing a hint of gunpowder in the air, Marbas thought deeply and suggested, “Bachin and Barbatos, you stay behind to oversee the overall situation. Aelioge and Beelzebub, you’re quick-witted, you two go.”

“Alright.”

The two demons nodded in unison.

Zepar, standing nearby, asked somewhat dissatisfied, “Brother Mar, why can’t I go along?”

Marbas didn’t answer directly, after all, the truth would hurt.

Aelioge suddenly displayed rare brotherly affection, saying to Zepar, “Little brother Zepar, let elder brother take the dangerous parts first. You wait here, and if we fail, then it’s your turn.”

Zepar was shocked, His scalp tingling as His eyes widened.

Even Aelioge was calling Himself elder brother now? What kind of world was this?

However, Aelioge and Beelzebub were indeed reliable demons, especially now after their power upgrade.

Samikina quietly observed from the side, giving a faint smile before nodding and saying, “You can go with peace of mind. If anything changes, I’ll back you up.”

Aelioge looked at Samikina, His gaze revealing some gravity. After a moment of silence, He slowly said, “It might lead to a great battle then.”

After hearing this, Samikina maintained His casual attitude, responding lightly, “If it’s a great battle, then let it be.”

Aelioge was slightly stunned, then responded with a smile.

The demons were thus reassured – if it was Fourth Brother’s orders, it must be right.

Marbas nodded and said, “Go on then, bring Sitri back!”

Minutes later, Aelioge and Beelzebub moved quickly. Bachin and Barbatos followed behind.

The other demons remained in place, continuing their training and preparations to deal with various possible situations.

Seeing that matters had temporarily turned a page, Marbas thought about heading home.

At this time, Samikina suddenly said, “Mar.”

Marbas had just taken a step but immediately withdrew it, turning to look at Samikina, tilting His head saying, “What’s wrong?”

Samikina still stood motionless in place, raising His eyes to look at Marbas, asking, “Father hasn’t awakened yet?”

“Not yet.”

Marbas answered instinctively.

It had been many days already, something like this had never happened before. Fortunately, He was in the process of upgrading.

Marbas noticed something off about Samikina’s expression, “Fourth Brother, are you worried about something?”

At this moment there was no one around, and their powers enclosed the area, so their conversation wouldn’t be heard by other demons.

Samikina was silent for a few seconds, then continued, “I mentioned before that Agares hopes Father will become a god, right?”

“Yes, you did.”

Marbas responded.

Samikina continued. “Based on Father’s profession characteristics and talents, if He really becomes a god, He would most likely become a Creator God.”

Marbas slowly nodded, His expression somewhat complex.

Because He couldn’t judge whether this was good or bad. Humans had their limitations, but gods had their limitations too.

Becoming a god would grant endless power, and the benefit of power was security. But what were the benefits beyond that?

Moving upward was considered a good thing by humans, countless people yearned for advancement, but what if the view from the top wasn’t what they expected? After experiencing that kind of omnipotent, supreme position of absolute power, perhaps one couldn’t return to how things were before.

Marbas’s gaze dimmed slightly as He looked at Samikina. “Are you worried?”

Samikina nodded, “Somewhat.”

Marbas slightly pursed His lips, then His expression brightened as He smiled and said, “Don’t worry. I believe Father won’t be deceived by the desire for power. Power can go unused, but can’t be without.”

Samikina’s gaze fell on Marbas, as if what He was worried about wasn’t this, but He nodded anyway, saying, “Yes, I believe in Father.”

****

Meanwhile, in the bedroom behind the bookstore.

The Devon Rex cat quietly guarded His father, His paws tightly gripping the edge of the blanket, His gaze gradually changing from blank to focused.

After Samikina solved the Rubik’s cube, His memories began to gradually recover, surfacing piece by piece from “present” to “past.”

Due to the vast amount of memories, His memory recovery was bound to be a slow process, but He didn’t rush, instead calmly waiting.

He thought to Himself that He had fulfilled His promise to Second Brother.

****

Above countless layers of clouds, the Divine Kingdom of Creation shone brilliantly, like the sun at high noon, magnificent and dazzling.

From the outside, this place should have appeared peaceful, but it wasn’t so.

Here, countless divine power puppets stood, their figures graceful and exquisitely beautiful, responsible for various reception duties, displaying the divine kingdom’s rigor and order in their every move.

When over a hundred first-tier powerhouses arrived at this majestic palace, it was these divine power puppets who elegantly and efficiently completed the reception work, making every guest feel the solemnity and nobility of the Divine Kingdom of Creation.

These powerhouses were each arranged to stay in residences scattered across different areas, ensuring separation and non-interference between dwellings. Since deep grudges existed between some of these gods and demons, if they were arranged too close together, they might start conflicts regardless of the occasion.

However, despite the arrangements, when they sensed certain auras from afar, they couldn’t help but run to check the situation.

For instance, they actually sensed an Abyss Lord’s aura.

Seven or eight gods and demons couldn’t contain themselves, disappearing from their residences and appearing in another palace in the blink of an eye.

A youth in white clothes stood quietly in the center of the hall, as if He had known they would come and had been waiting here.

They snickered, their gazes cold.

“Abyss Lord Sitri, why are you here?”

“Don’t you know that the Creator God’s enemy are the Abyss Lords? Or have you betrayed your siblings?”

“Haha, don’t make me laugh.”

A massive god with an imposing figure thunderously walked forward, each step crushing a piece of tile, advancing directly to Sitri’s front, speaking coldly, “Sitri, do you remember the injury you caused me last time?”

Sitri ignored this, and even smiled.

The giant god was provoked and immediately raised his divine weapon, striking directly at Sitri.

Sitri neither dodged nor moved, merely casting a sidelong glance at a certain god behind Him.

That god, as if bewitched, instantly rushed forward to protect Sitri.

The giant god’s great axe struck that god instead, splitting Him apart directly.

Seeing this, the giant god became even more enraged.

However, Sitri’s expression remained indifferent, as if watching a ridiculous clown show.

In fact, that’s exactly what it was. Over the next half hour, a bloody action drama of gods and demons fighting in chaos truly unfolded before Him.

Gods and demons from both visible and hidden places were forced to join in.

Outside the domain remained unaware, while inside gods and demons fought chaotically.

Those gods and demons who weren’t initially present had only wanted to watch, but for some unknown reason they became agitated, either with anger or battle lust, and in the heat of the moment rushed in, various divine arts and magic violently clashing.

In just the blink of an eye, ten first-tier powerhouses had died!

A few came to their senses and realized something was wrong.

“Stop fighting, stop fighting!”

“I- I know… it’s Abyss Lord Sitri! He’s controlling our emotions!”

“Right, kill Him!”

They immediately sobered up and turned to search for their target, indeed finding Sitri.

“Sitri, I want you dead!”

Countless attacks hit Sitri, successfully killing Him.

They were about to rejoice when they found Sitri appearing beside them.

“Why aren’t you dead yet!”

Another great battle ensued. In the blink of an eye, there were countless dead and wounded within the domain.

Finally, one god remembered, clutching His head and trembling as He said, “Ah… He- He can also use illusions, we’ve been killing the wrong targets, we’ve been killing each other all along!”

By the time He realized this, it was already too late. Or rather, it was precisely because it was almost over that He was able to realize the truth.

The next second, He too fell covered in blood, then scattered into countless particles of light, also known as consciousness fragments, or even finer, thoughts.

Sitri quietly observed this drama, His lips curling into a calm smile, elegant and solemn.

His primary power was [Emotion].

This power had many uses, the simplest being manipulating emotions, making people, gods, and demons angry, lose rationality, and so on. Although these beings were in the first tier, their ranks were below His, so they were inevitably affected by His power.

His secondary power was [Illusion].

His father liked to call it [Mirror Flower Water Moon], saying it was the skill name of a charismatic villain named Aizen from the work “Bleach.” He remembered that His father really liked that anime and often told them about it, but never got to tell them the ending.

Thinking of this, Sitri’s gaze dimmed slightly, as if lost in thought, finally showing a weakness.

At this moment, a black shadow suddenly appeared before Sitri.

He seemed to have long planned this, seeing through all of Sitri’s techniques, and at this moment when Sitri revealed His true form, He launched a fatal strike gathering all His divine power and countless techniques.

In an instant, the God of Assassination felt successful.

He had pierced Sitri’s heart with His long sword, puncturing His demon core!

Sitri coughed blood, His expression incredulous, His form about to shatter.

Great, the Abyss Lord Sitri died by His hands!

Just as the God of Assassination felt joy, He saw Sitri smile slightly, reaching out to hold the sharp blade, as if nothing had happened, calmly saying, “When did you fall under the illusion that I wasn’t using Mirror Flower Water Moon?”

This one before them was also an illusion!

TN:

鏡花水月 “Mirror Flower Water Moon” or “flowers in a mirror, the moon in water”=The phrase originates from classical Chinese literature and poetry, symbolizing things that are ethereal, transient, or illusory—much like a flower seen in a mirror or the moon reflected in water.