After the Lord of the Abyss Awakens - Chapter 139.1

In the Infinite Trial.

“Second Brother is back? Has He left the dream realm?”

“Ah! Does that mean His universe-level magic is complete?”

The family group chat exploded, cat avatars rapidly refreshing, chat messages quickly hitting 99+.

Zepar shouted excitedly. “Second Brother is back, my Second Brother is finally back!”

After working hard outside for several days as a wandering poet demon, Beleth had just settled down when He heard the good news. Second Brother was returning, their family would be complete again!

Vassago said, “Everyone calm down, Second Brother is definitely returning, but it probably won’t be that quick.”

Zepar’s smile froze, and He immediately asked. “Why?”

Vassago said. “Didn’t they say it’s universe-level magic? The wrap-up won’t be that simple, don’t get too excited yet, focus on getting stronger first.”

So that was it! The demons quickly calmed down.

Samikina briefly sensed the situation in the dream realm and asked Vassago. “Has Sitri returned home too?”

Vassago scratched the back of His head and said with a laugh. “Yeah yeah, forgot to tell you, He didn’t pull a Calabash Brother move, He honestly went home, and is watching over the dream realm now.”

Samikina nodded and said with relief. “Hmm, that’s good then.”

Vassago chuckled and asked. “How is everyone’s situation now?”

“After the God of Time arrived, the upgrade speed and efficiency doubled.”

Samikina estimated, “From when I entered until now, over three hundred years have passed in the Infinite Trial.”

When Vassago heard this, He couldn’t help but lean back tactically.

Sure enough, Botis jumped up and said through gritted teeth. “That’s right, I haven’t seen Father for over three hundred years!”

Vassago coughed once, “Botis, don’t get excited.”

Botis said angrily. “I heard Sitri is right there, damn it, why does that kid get to be there!”

The toxic demon was starting to get competitive. Vassago’s mouth twitched slightly, and He pinched His brow saying, “Could you beat Sitri right now? Wait until you’re stronger to talk about it.”

Botis was struck hard by this, His snake body instantly expanded dozens of times, earth-shattering, destroying a continent with one tail swipe.

“Damn Sitri! When I get out, I’ll definitely eat Him!”

Vassago cut off the connection with Botis.

Just then, Aelioge suddenly said, “Two helpers have arrived.”

“Who?”

Vassago immediately asked.

Aelioge: “The Goddess of Wisdom and the Goddess of Fortune.”

Vassago found it hard to believe, “They actually came?”

Aelioge nodded and said, “Yes, I received their contact. Which of you outside has time to receive them?”

Demons with time?

Beleth, who was in the Imperial City of the Oedipus Empire, pointed at Himself and said, “I seem to have time temporarily.”

Aelioge seemed to not even think about it, “Then it’s you, hurry up big orange cat.”

“Okay.”

Beleth nodded.

Vassago and other demons had no objections. But Vassago reminded Beleth, “We don’t know their purpose, be careful.”

“Mm.”

Beleth received the specific information from Aelioge and appeared at that address a few seconds later.

Actually, the meeting address was right at their bookstore’s entrance.

He could see them as soon as He opened the door.

The Goddess of Wisdom looked like the prime minister, while the Goddess of Fortune… looked like a stylish street girl, too trendy, seemed to have a lot in common with Zepar in terms of taste, although their aesthetics might be in completely different dimensions.

Beleth didn’t have much contact with them, but their reputation was too big, so He knew some of their situations, especially their personalities and divine nature.

Just then, the Goddess of Fortune suddenly stepped forward and said straightforwardly, “I’ve come to help you all.”

Beleth was stunned for a moment, thinking were they serious? But He still had to ask according to convention. “Why?”

The Goddess of Fortune sneered. “Otherwise they’ll kill us over there.”

Being forced to take sides, was it? Beleth quickly understood, although there were still some parts He didn’t understand.

“What about you?”

Beleth looked at the Goddess of Wisdom.

The Goddess of Wisdom said calmly, “The same, I’ve already told Aelioge the specific assistance details, just let us go over.”

With Wisdom and Fortune on their side, their chances of victory would undoubtedly increase. And since it was something Aelioge had agreed to, Beleth didn’t have many opinions.

The Goddess of Wisdom suddenly stepped to the side, making space, and said, “There’s one more.”

Beleth was puzzled for a moment, then widened His eyes and blurted out. “Goddess of Virtue!”

The newcomer was indeed the Goddess of Virtue. Characteristic yellow dress, and a rainbow halo behind Her head.

Beleth recognized Her at once.

However, the Goddess of Virtue had never been involved in their affairs from beginning to end, so why was She taking sides now?

Beleth became more puzzled.

The Goddess of Virtue looked into Beleth’s eyes and answered. “Because of virtue.”

Beleth wondered in His heart, “Virtue?”

The Goddess of Virtue nodded, “Yes, I can’t see virtue in Him, but I can see it in you all.”

Such a reason that perfectly matched Her own divine nature. Beleth thought this was truly worthy of the “Goddess of Virtue.”

“Mm, I understand.”

Beleth didn’t delay at all and directly opened a spatial portal.

“Please enter through here.”

“Thank you.”

They entered the Infinite Trial one after another.

Beleth was lost in thought watching their backs, and just then, He sensed an ominous aura.

He was very familiar with this aura, as He had encountered it up close before.

Without doubt, it was the Evil of the Universe.

Beleth’s expression instantly turned cold, and He turned to look at the doorway.

It was twilight now, and the alley outside was rather dim.

Suddenly, a black light flashed, tearing left and right, then splitting the space up and down.

Beleth concentrated, immediately raising His guard.

At the same time, an aura of chaos suddenly appeared beside Beleth.

“Leave it to me.”

Amon walked out from beside Beleth without warning, standing in front of Him.

The Evil of the Universe, namely Arnolo, just walked out of the portal like this, smiling as He watched them.

“Long time no see.”

His appearance was no different from last time, still looking like Arnold.

“Evil of the Universe, are you turning yourself in?”

Amon narrowed His eyes, discovering that the Evil of the Universe had actually come in His true form this time.

Beleth discovered this as well, and couldn’t help but glance at Amon.

Amon returned Beleth a calm look, as if saying. No worries, watch His performance.

Arnolo nodded, seeming to have everything under control, “Yes, I’m here to turn myself in. Aren’t you trying to deal with the Creator God? I’ve opposed Him for countless years, I should have a lot of intelligence you need.”

Amon asked with interest. “Are you serious? Falling into our hands, you will never be able to be eliminated.”

Arnolo nodded again, “Mm, I know.”

“Seems you’ve made up your mind.”

Amon’s eyes were indifferent, as if unmoved.

This reaction seemed somewhat strange to Arnolo.

In Arnolo’s imagination, they should have launched a killing move the moment they saw Him, even if they wouldn’t kill Him immediately, they would still make Him suffer first.

Arnolo pursed His lips, pretending to be unperturbed, and smiled. “In a sense, I didn’t just bring you bad things, right?”

“Oh?” Amon wore an expression of willing to hear more, His narrowed eyes showing complete arrogance.

Arnolo felt slightly tense inside but continued. “If I hadn’t made Him fall into the abyss, you wouldn’t have met Him, wouldn’t have been born by His hand. Before making you lose Him, I first let you gain Him.”

As He spoke, He also narrowed His eyes, raised His chin, and provocatively said, “You should thank me, even though it was unintentional.”

“You really know how to talk.”

Amon seemed to finally be unable to hold back His smile and said coldly, “Living for so many years, has age only increased your skill at glib talk?”

Arnolo remained silent, His lips curling up, still seeming unmoved.

Amon walked forward a few steps, smiling brilliantly, stopped in front of Arnolo, staring straight into His eyes, and said, “After all this talk, you’re just jealous.”

Arnolo seemed to be stunned, “What jealousy…”

Amon tilted His head and said in a low voice, “Yes, your eyes have completely exposed you. Born under such a Creator God, never able to break free for all eternity, how pitiful.”

His tone was full of mockery, His eyes showing deep sympathy, as if looking at the most pathetic creature in this world, almost wanting to throw it a few copper coins to buy a steamed bun.

Arnolo’s face turned slightly pale, yet His eyes calm, as if there wasn’t a single ripple in His heart.

However, Amon approached again, put both hands on Arnolo’s shoulders, His eyes flickering with chaos, bent down to His ear, and said in an extremely sarcastic tone. “What’s wrong, triggered again?”

If these words were said to some gods or demons who couldn’t keep their cool, they would definitely be fighting by now.

Even Beleth on the side showed an expression of disbelief. Their Seventh Brother was really good at talking.

Arnolo’s face turned pale, obviously angered again, His eyes no longer able to suppress the fury. He stared at Amon and countered. “What about you? Among all His children, you’re just one of them, how much attention can you get?”

This behavior was much like someone lashing out because of embarrassment.

And having one’s emotions swayed by another was already a loss of composure.

Amon laughed, patted Arnolo’s shoulders, and continued to mock. “You can only get a little psychological comfort from this. Stop being stubborn, it only makes you look more pitiful.”

Arnolo’s pupils trembled slightly, unconsciously clenching His fists.

But Amon ignored this and still said pitifully, “You turning yourself in is what you should do, your crimes won’t be reduced one bit because of this. We will deal with the Creator God, but our success will have nothing to do with you.”

Amon’s words struck at the heart, full of aggression. Beleth remained silent, but was actually admiring inside.

Things like the Evil of the Universe weren’t afraid of mountains of swords, seas of fire, or severe torture. The only thing that could break Him was words. And Amon was most skilled in this aspect.

Having finally caught Him, how could He not attack?

Amon sneered, the malice and playfulness in His eyes somewhat terrifying.

Arnolo seemed to grit His teeth and persist for a few seconds, finally raised His hands and lowered His eyes. “Fine, I admit defeat.”

“Oh?”

Amon hadn’t had enough of talking.

Arnolo had to say seriously, “I’m here to provide intelligence, nothing more.”

“Having to choose to cooperate with us to defeat the Creator God who made you into this state, is that it?”

“Yes, I’ve rebelled against Him multiple times, all ending in failure, and you are the only hope.”

“Hehe, then what attitude should you have towards your only hope?”

Amon’s eyes were full of contempt, few ancient deities who held themselves in high regard could endure this.

After several exchanges, Arnolo appeared calm on the surface but was actually quite miserable.

Beleth stood quietly on the side, but was thinking inside that it had to be Amon who took action. The Evil of the Universe had no room to talk back under the venom demon’s sharp tongue!

A dozen seconds later, Arnolo was taken away by Amon and handed over to Beelzebub inside the Infinite Trial.

Beelzebub wasn’t a nice demon either, Arnolo wouldn’t have a good time after being taken away by Him.

After the spatial portal closed, Beleth curiously asked Amon. “This guy hid for so long, but honestly turned Himself in this time, why?”

Amon turned His head and said, “Most likely because the Creator God is looking for Him.”

Beleth paused, then showed an expression of understanding.

The Evil of the Universe knew many things about them. And the Creator God’s true form had been locked in the Elven Ancestor’s place for so many years, probably hadn’t completely figured out the “Abyss Lords” situation yet, and needed to find the Evil of the Universe to clarify things.

The Evil of the Universe hated the Creator God more than He hated them, so He chose their side.

In a sense, this was also a form of self-preservation. Although at least half of the current situation was caused by Him.

Amon smiled, “That guy probably thinks He can get away unscathed in our hands,”

Beleth’s eyes darkened, “He’s really confident then.”

“Whatever, regardless of what schemes He has, something heading towards death can’t stir up much trouble.”

Amon sneered, suddenly turned His head, and said towards the end of the alley. “As for you… God of Transformation?”

The alley end was empty, but a deity walked out in response.

It was indeed the God of Transformation.

Beleth was shocked inside, because He hadn’t sensed the God of Transformation at all.

However, Amon seemed to have discovered Him early on, and was looking with interest at this otherworld deity who rarely appeared on the continent.

The God of Transformation nodded, acknowledging His identity, “Yes, I am the God of Transformation.”

Amon didn’t waste words and directly asked. “Which side are you taking?”

Coming here, His choice of sides was actually already very clear, but it still needed to be said.

God of Transformation: “Like Wisdom, Fortune, and Virtue, I choose to stand with you.”

Beleth was even more shocked inside.

Amon continued to ask with a completely calm face. “Why?”

The God of Transformation said with an unchanged expression. “Because I am the God of Transformation. Desiring change is my divine nature.”

Like Virtue, making choices based on one’s own concept.

Amon stroked His chin and thought. “Such a reasonable reason, completely flawless.”

The God of Transformation said, “I know your concerns, if you cannot trust me, it’s fine, I will watch carefully before acting.”

Beleth thought you just appeared, we don’t even know you, not being able to trust you is normal, right?

But Amon seriously said to the God of Transformation, “Alright, welcome, God of Transformation.”

Beleth looked at Amon in shock.

The God of Transformation was even more shocked than Beleth, although His expression remained as poker-faced as a king card.

The God of Transformation said, “I hope the future changes are changes we all desire.”

Amon nodded. “Mm.”

Then, Amon also let the God of Transformation enter the Infinite Trial, calling out Bachin to receive the deity.

When Bachin came out, He obviously didn’t understand the situation, and Amon concisely said. “Ask Aelioge if you have questions.”

“Fine.”

Bachin didn’t much interfere with these black-hearted demons’ schemes, just felt a bit dissatisfied that these guys were using Him as transportation.

Watching Bachin take away the God of Transformation, Beleth couldn’t help but ask again. “Do we need so many helpers?”

Amon said, “Having them is better than not having them, besides, maybe we can play power stacking games.”

Beleth widened His eyes, “What stacking games?”

Just as Amon was about to explain, He suddenly seemed to sense something again, turned His head towards the entrance of the alley, His gaze fixed on one spot.