After the Lord of the Abyss Awakens - Chapter 135.1

“You… you…?!”

The God of Assassination was so shocked that He couldn’t complete His words, His eyes widening into perfect circles.

In an instant, His body seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force, shattering into countless fine golden particles, disappearing completely into the void without leaving a trace.

Within this domain, those shattered golden particles almost formed a brilliant golden ocean. They should have scattered and escaped, yet at this moment, they seemed to be firmly attracted by a powerful vortex, all being devoured by it.

The assassinated ones, as well as those secretly watching, were all here.

If any gods were still alive, They might have recognized that this vortex was actually a sub-universe level magic that refined and fused divine nature. Its power was comparable to the divine nature of chaos, or rather, it could be said that it was carefully created by drawing inspiration from the divine nature of chaos.

Sitri emotionlessly watched this all-devouring vortex, golden light flickering in His emerald eyes. His heart was undisturbed, as if everything was within expectation.

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Outside the domain, everything seemed peaceful as usual, as if no gods or demons had noticed the internal changes.

The puppets were still working methodically, the ground that had been carefully wiped just five minutes ago was now being meticulously swept again by Them.

Behind the apparent calm, there were faint whispers of suspicion.

The Divine Kingdom of Creation was clearly divided into inner and outer regions. The inner region was the gathering place for the top powerhouses with supreme strength and status in the first echelon, while the outer region gathered those who had just entered the first echelon and those whose strength had not yet reached the inner region’s standards.

So far, over three hundred gods and demons had entered the Divine Kingdom of Creation.

At this moment, in a hidden venue in the outer region, dozens of gods and demons gathered around a huge round table, each with solemn expressions, discussing in low voices about what had just happened.

They had set up multiple domains, making it basically impossible for outsiders to peek at their situation inside.

But what They hadn’t expected was that Bachin and Barbatos had joined forces to easily break through the domains, allowing Aelioge and Beelzebub to infiltrate as well.

At this time, Aelioge and Beelzebub had each transformed into the appearance of otherworld gods, successfully hiding their abyss aura, so no gods discovered their abnormality.

Looking around, Aelioge saw that the seated gods and demons were colorfully diverse and brilliantly radiant, causing severe light pollution in the entire space.

A god who appeared as an elderly man looked around and slowly said, “Have you noticed? A batch of gods and demons has disappeared.”

A giant demon at the end of the round table said, “Noticed it, nothing strange about that. If you dare to make a move, there’s a possibility of being killed.”

“But I don’t understand, why would Abyss Lord Sitri appear here?”

“I don’t know either, isn’t He from the opposing faction?”

The gods exchanged glances, discussing secretly.

They hadn’t yet had the chance to witness the true appearance of the Creator God Himself. They gathered here either in response to the Creator God’s summons, out of inner curiosity, or driven by their divine genetic code. As created beings, They instinctively followed the will of their creator, unconsciously arriving at this divine kingdom.

However, They had been here for two or three days, only seeing a group of busy puppets everywhere, without catching a single glimpse of the Creator God. Moreover, They had neither received any direct messages from the Creator God nor heard any instructions about the next steps.

Therefore, They began to feel confused and puzzled, gathering here to understand the situation.

“Can anyone explain the reason for all this?” one of the gods asked with a puzzled expression.

“I’ve heard some rumors,” another god said in a low voice. “It’s said that there was intense conflict between the Creator God and the Lord of the Abyss, and the Creator God became furious, vowing to destroy the Lord of the Abyss.”

“Lord of the Abyss?” a newly arrived god frowned. “I just came to this universe and don’t quite understand the situation here. This Lord of the Abyss you mentioned, does it refer to the creator of the Abyss Lords?”

“That’s correct,” the previous god nodded. “Although I don’t know the specific details, that’s how the legend of the Abyss goes.”

The foreign god couldn’t help but ask, “Has no one confirmed this with the Abyss Lords?”

A local god swept a slightly disdainful glance at those foreign gods and replied, “Don’t you understand the temperament of the Abyss Lords yet? They cannot tolerate any rumors. If this news were false, They would have already begun a killing spree.”

Another local god continued. “Besides, haven’t you noticed the stories that wandering poets have been singing throughout the continent lately?”

“I know a bit, it’s said to be a historical revision?”

“It’s really unexpected that the relationship between the Abyss Lords and the Creator God was actually so harmonious, and They even cared so much for humans.”

“This is indeed puzzling.”

The foreign gods looked left and right, taking great effort to understand what was happening.

Aelioge, mixed among Them, was getting impatient, thinking why had their topic wandered so far? They should continue discussing Sitri’s matter.

Beelzebub leaned back in His chair, His pale face showing nobility. His eyes also revealed a trace of impatience.

However, these fellows’ discussion went even further astray, even exposing one of their arrangements.

“I actually think those wandering poets might have been arranged by the Abyss Lords.”

A local god suddenly said.

Other discussing gods all turned to look at Him simultaneously, including Aelioge and Beelzebub.

“What did you say? That was arranged? Are the wandering poets’ stories false?”

Some god stood up in shock.

Aelioge was surprised for a moment, then thought it was normal, after all, it wasn’t really a big secret that Beleth was the TOP1 wandering poet.

The speaking local god was also an old god of the continent. If He couldn’t see through this, all these years would have been wasted.

Although, like humans, gods’ intelligence wasn’t really related to age, it was more determined by innate factors.

That local elder god continued. “No, it’s probably true.”

The gods became even more shocked.

“Without any reason, why would They suddenly reveal the truth?”

The foreign god couldn’t help asking.

Sitting there listening to Their analysis was quite an experience. Aelioge glanced at Beelzebub. Beelzebub’s face was expressionless, but His impatience was almost obvious.

“…Probably for the Lord of the Abyss. The continental rumor says the Lord of the Abyss has only recently awakened.”

The local elder god pondered.

The gods were stunned, seeming to realize something.

The local elder god analyzed. “This should be an explanation for the Lord of the Abyss to see, not for us.”

Some gods suddenly understood, while others couldn’t comprehend why such a roundabout explanation was necessary.

The elder god nodded. “Indeed, it’s puzzling, but that’s how They did it.”

One god really couldn’t hold back and stood up. “No, do you really think those historical revisions are real? That’s ridiculous, Beelzebub literally ate an entire race! According to Them, even the big bad wolf has become a little white rabbit!”

Beelzebub, listening nearby, had His pupils contract, barely concealing His killing intent.

Seeing this, Aelioge quickly raised His hand and gently placed it on Beelzebub’s shoulder, softly comforting, “Don’t get excited.”

Beelzebub coldly smiled, making a mental note.

The gods’ conversation continued.

“Indeed, not just Beelzebub, I also find the whitewashing of Aelioge extremely far-fetched. He is the God of War and Plague, we all know His divine nature. Saying He planned for thousands of years to maintain continental order, can you believe such a claim?”

Several gods shook their heads, expressing their disbelief.

“Too absurd!”

Beelzebub glanced sideways, indeed seeing Aelioge’s eyes flashing with cold light in anger. He raised His hand to Aelioge’s shoulder, similarly saying, “Don’t get excited, let Them talk.”

Aelioge took a deep breath, forcefully suppressing the anger in His heart, “When the time comes, kill them all!”

But His killing intent was still detected by the sensitive gods.

“Wait, do you feel something?”

“Hm?”

“Not really.”

They immediately looked around.

“…I feel like there’s a gaze observing us.”

“Could it be the Creator God!!”

Thinking of this, They couldn’t help but feel terrified. Discussing the grievances between the Creator God and the Lord of the Abyss on the Creator God’s territory didn’t seem appropriate.

The gods skilled in domains immediately strengthened their domains. Gods had their pride, and discussing such matters in the Divine Kingdom of Creation had a kind of edge-pushing thrill…

At this time, a great god finally couldn’t help but say, “Speaking of which, don’t you care about this matter? The Lord of the Abyss created the Abyss Lords, including the Demon God Baal, the omniscient and omnipotent Agares…”

He stopped halfway, as if realizing a terrifying truth.

Aelioge suddenly spoke. “What do you want to say?”

The great god was startled, turned to look at Aelioge, and questioned, “How many lives can you create at most? How many lives can you maintain?”

He wasn’t talking about simple life, but rather god-created life forms like angels.

The gods then contemplated internally. Before Aelioge could answer, the previous local elder god answered first.

“I can maintain ten god-created lives at most simultaneously.”

Upon hearing this, the great god excitedly said, “But the Lord of the Abyss created twenty-four! They not only exist simultaneously but also possess different divine natures and powers. Do you know what this means?”

The gods widened their eyes, instantly feeling an indescribable trembling and fear in their hearts.

Who among those present could do this? The answer was none, They hadn’t even thought about it.

“That is… something only the Creator God should be able to do.” They all thought of the same thing.

They could create, but They didn’t possess the power of creation, just like They could all perform spatial transfer but didn’t have spatial authority.

There was a huge gap between being able to do something and possessing the exclusive authority for that thing.

Moreover…

They subtly exchanged glances, unanimously thinking of a question.

—The Lord of the Abyss could create the Demon God Baal, could the Creator God do it as well?

The gods’ hearts skipped a beat, as if realizing a terrifying issue.

Once this question appeared, it frantically entangled their minds. They simply couldn’t pretend they hadn’t thought about it.

Furthermore, the Lord of the Abyss could create the omniscient and omnipotent Agares, could the Creator God do it too?

Their brains uncontrollably slid to the next more terrifying speculation.

—Could the Lord of the Abyss’s creation ability be even stronger than the Creator God’s?

The moment They thought of this, They simultaneously felt a shiver, cold sweat pouring down.

This thought undoubtedly offended the Creator God’s supreme authority, however, looking back at the universe’s history of hundreds of thousands of years or even longer, They couldn’t find any creation that could compare to Them.

If the Creator God couldn’t create such beings, was it because He didn’t want to? Impossible.

According to the historical memories gradually recovering in their minds, there was a period when the Creator God was extremely obsessed with creation. Many conceptual gods were born during that time. But most of these conceptual gods were destroyed, and the remaining ones each had defects, rarely complete.

To humans, gods were supreme beings, but in the Creator God’s eyes, They were merely “works.”

With defects, imperfect, not to His liking, then destroy.

Their creator was cruel and cold, unquestionable, had hidden Their awareness for tens of thousands of years, until recently returning to this historical stage. How should They understand this?

Although They had doubts and thoughts in their hearts, They also knew that even with the power of dozens of stacked domains, They couldn’t directly discuss this issue here.

Because perhaps there were backdoors set by Him in their divine genetic code. Once sensitive topics were touched, the Creator God would only need a thought, and They would automatically collapse and disintegrate.

Could They disobey? Would They dare to rebel?

“Better to discuss some safer topics.”

Their faces were pale, obviously all scared.

But it was too late.

The next second, a god at the round table suddenly died violently.

In just an instant, His head suddenly burst, golden-red blood splattered, immediately dyeing the round table a shocking sunset red.

The remaining gods and demons immediately sensed something was wrong, but it was too late.

One after another, like a chain reaction, the gods’ heads kept exploding, each time accompanied by terrified and desperate cries.

Regardless of what powers and methods They possessed, They couldn’t resist the self-destruct program hidden in their divine genetic code.

“No, I didn’t mean to offend, supreme Creator God, please forgive me! Please forgive!”

However, such pleas couldn’t stop the tragedy from occurring. The next moment, that pleading god’s head also burst open in an instant.

This top-down destruction showed no concern for their thoughts and feelings, just executing the destruction task according to the predetermined program.

Witnessing the sudden occurrence of this tragic situation, the local elder god who had seen through the historical revision couldn’t help but shout. “Creator God, why are You doing this? If our discussion has offended You, please give us a chance for redemption!”

His head was already cracking, His face blooming with countless fissures, looking like it would shatter the next second.

The “Creator God” didn’t respond to Him. There were only continuously bursting heads in the hall.

The local elder god had a splitting headache, seeing life was about to end, used His last bit of strength to roar. “You’re too cruel, the universe isn’t a bonsai for You to decorate at will, life isn’t clay dolls for You to play with as You please, if You do this, one day You will face destruc—”

Bang! He was eliminated before finishing His words, His head exploding thunderously, also scattering into countless light particles.

Meanwhile, Aelioge, who had detected the anomaly early, had already hidden in a corner. Beelzebub had done the same.

Bachin provided support from behind, hiding Them in extremely concealed space cracks. Normally, [  ] shouldn’t be discovered. But since the opponent was the Creator God, Bachin wasn’t completely confident.

TN: There appears to be a blank space in the original text between the brackets [ ], so I’ve preserved it as is.