After the Lord of the Abyss Awakens - Chapter 141.2

“Forget it, why argue with Him. Aeli, step aside.”

Sitri walked forward, staring directly at the impostor with a cold smile. “I’ll just take His memories.”

“With your divine rank, how could you possibly affect me?”

This fake creation power’s consciousness remained unyielding. In His perception, He was the master of this universe, the highest-ranked being in all existence! Agares being an exception was one thing, but Sitri couldn’t possibly affect Him.

However, Sitri just said “Oh,” and reached into the void. In just a second, He effortlessly retrieved it, a turbid light body appearing in His hand.

Fake: “……”

The air grew awkwardly quiet for a moment.

A second later, the fake’s face twisted with anger.

But Aelioge paid Him no attention at all.

He couldn’t resist anymore anyway – under Valefor’s gravity control, He couldn’t even struggle, only being pinned dead to the divine throne.

Aelioge looked at Sitri and asked, “How is it?”

Sitri, with His extremely strong information processing ability, quickly answered, “Mostly the same as what He said, with some differences in details, and there were lies.”

When Ayni heard this, She said disdainfully, “The great master of the universe, still telling lies.”

As She spoke, She walked over, staring at the fake as if contemplating some violent revenge.

The “Creator God’s” face turned green.

Sitri continued, “He indeed had killing intent, and once believed the Evil of the Universe had succeeded. Later when He discovered the kill wasn’t successful, He became furious and created another opportunity for the Evil of the Universe to go to the abyss.”

This information was unexpected even to Aelioge.

Aelioge exchanged glances with Beelzebub and other demons.

Beelzebub shook His head.

Amon remained silent.

Botis clenched His fists.

Sitri said, “The Evil of the Universe only made Father fall into the abyss, but this one appeared at the scene – He personally killed Father.”

“That time He thought He had succeeded. In every sense, He had succeeded. He used a god-killing blade to ensure Father’s complete death.”

Through the memories, Sitri directly saw that scene, the killing intent in His eyes becoming almost tangible.

This revelation shocked most of the demons.

They had always thought Father had fallen that year. They never imagined that this one had personally killed Him?

“……” The fake remained silent, His face completely pale.

Aelioge asked curiously, “But Father never mentioned meeting Him.”

Sitri pondered. “Father probably forgot.”

Information could indeed easily be lost in a “death” state. Killing intent surged in Sitri’s eyes, and when He looked at the fake again, His pupils were as dark as black water.

“So, what else do you have to say?”

“……”

The fake lowered His head, seeming to have nothing left to say.

Aelioge turned His head. “Botis, you take over.”

Botis raised His eyes and immediately activated His power.

The fake seemed to suddenly fall severely ill, His features twisting in pain as He immediately vomited blood.

Botis waved His hand casually, stripping away His face.

Using Father’s face – how dare this thing?

Botis narrowed His eyes, “I have the Evil of the Universe locked in my domain. I think you’d make a suitable roommate for Him.”

The fake suddenly raised His head, finally showing a trace of fear in His eyes, shouting, “You dare—”

But how could Botis possibly spare Him?

“Just die.”

He grabbed the fake’s neck with one hand and directly threw Him into the domain of Sin and Punishment.

Zepar and other demons cheered that it was well done!

Ayni complained. “Ah, thrown away so quickly, I still wanted to throw a few punches first.”

Sitri smiled. “There will be plenty of chances in the future.”

Ayni thought about it and said with a grin, “I suppose you’re right.”

At this time, the other demons also successively landed in the Divine Kingdom of Creation.

How long had it been since the battle started – had it been an hour? Probably.

Marbas landed on top of a domed building and calculated the time with His hand.

They each digested the information about the “Creator God,” still having some unclear points in their minds.

At this time, Samikina suddenly appeared beside Sitri and said, “Sitri, look at the previous information again.”

Sitri was slightly startled, “Previous meaning?”

Samikina: “The memories about the true Creator.”

Sitri seemed to understand.

At this time, Vassago glanced at Agares and found that Agares had closed His eyes at some point.

Beelzebub walked to Sitri’s front and reminded, “He saw Father before He was the Creator.”

“Yes, I’m looking at it.”

Sitri nodded.

But after a few minutes, He frowned and said, “I have to say this one’s memories are vast, the amount of information is extraordinary, not easy to find.”

“Take it out to look.”

Samikina landed and walked directly to Sitri’s side, casually waving open the memory light body in Sitri’s hand.

Its memories unfurled like a scroll, making several circles, like a race track, completely spread out.

The demons widened their eyes. Fourth Brother had this technique?

Samikina looked at Sitri. “Can we look now?”

Sitri paused subtly, then nodded. “Yes.”

Following this, Valefor, Barbatos, and other demons successively landed, watching the memory fragments like tourists, seeing countless secrets.

Oh no, to say they were secrets, from “the God’s” perspective…it was quite ordinary.

Valefor swept Her eyes over part of the memories and said flatly, “The consciousness of creation power, presumably doesn’t possess much intelligence. It’s truly a disaster that such a thing accidentally gained consciousness and power.”

Amon said, “He didn’t lie about His origin.”

“The jealousy and hatred were also true.”

Barbatos seemed to have seen something shocking and said in a deep voice, “But He also had hidden parts.”

Gusin shook His head and said, “He probably forgot himself.”

This was very normal – consciousness is complex, capable of all emotions, and sometimes love and hate are just a thought apart.

With time, any feeling could be buried. Memories could be both beautified and darkened.

Just like the fake Creator God’s situation.

At first, He wasn’t so extremely opposed to the old master. His initial emotions were loneliness and helplessness. After losing the divine master, He was at a loss, wandering confused in the vast universe, beginning to think about who He was, what He should do, and how to view the disappeared old master.

As the “power” of the Creator, He was born loving the Creator, although He didn’t understand what that was. He initially tried to find the Creator, searched for a long time without finding Him, began to complain, complaining endlessly, and over time, His nature changed, like quantitative changes leading to qualitative changes. He looked at the vast, endless universe, which had everything, and one day on impulse began to imitate the old master.

Imitation was actually a form of missing and remembering. Actually, there was nothing wrong at first.

He originally thought it would be simple, but as He created, He discovered it was actually very difficult. The clay He molded would dissolve at the slightest mistake, unable to form shapes, let alone life.

He was the power of creation, yet couldn’t create life well. This realization made Him feel angry for the first time.

So He began creating more frantically.

“Comparison is the source of evil,” Botis suddenly said.

Later, His situation was almost as Botis said, gradually falling in endless comparison. Divine nature either rises or falls, rarely remaining stable, and He, as the consciousness of creation power, was born with the strongest divine nature. He had no possibility of rising, nor could He maintain stability, especially since He had touched [Comparison].

As everyone knows, [Comparison] is one of the most troublesome concepts, often leading to the destruction of countries, even universes.

He, with His limited intelligence, obviously didn’t possess the power and awareness to resist [Comparison].

Of course, fundamentally, it was still His own fault. He would ultimately have to pay the price for His inflated self.

Today was precisely the arrival of that “time.”

Beleth suddenly said, “This is what happens when virtue doesn’t match position.”

“Come to think of it, His true form was really weak.”

Paimon evaluated mercilessly.

Bachin analyzed the memories and said, “It verified what was said before – His true form wasn’t strong, His main fighting power was His creations, but now that His creations are gone, He’s just a lone commander.”

Morax raised His eyebrows and said, “Couldn’t He create some with brains?”

Inpos shook His head, “You’re asking too much of Him.”

Celerios paused, His gaze unconsciously falling on the little black cloud floating beside Him. Not knowing what He thought of, He suddenly reached out and pulled the small black cloud into His arms.

While looking at the memories, Marbas walked around and said, “If we have to say, that Evil of the Universe was among the more intelligent ones.”

Ayni laughed, “Does it matter whether they’re intelligent or not? They can’t win against us anyway.”

Just then, Samikina suddenly spoke, “He’s not important anymore, we need to focus on the main issue.”

Hearing this, they immediately became serious.

Right, the focus was Father!

Why did Father disappear back then, why did He appear again as a human, and—— what was the situation in the world where Father was originally?

These were the key questions! Quick, see if they’re mentioned in the memories.

Vassago, who was in mid-air, was just curious when He turned His head and found that there was no demon where Agares had been.

Well well, left?

He looked more carefully and found that Agares had at least left a message.

Below, Aelioge said, “There isn’t much useful information in His memories either, we can only know that Father was troubled by certain things back then.”

As He spoke, Aelioge turned His head to look at the silent demon, “Lelagin, have you remembered anything?”

“……Not yet.”

Lelagin shook His head.

“Hard to remember?”

“Yes.”

Aelioge understood.

“In that case, we can only ask Father himself to know, but does Father have His previous memories?”

The demons fell silent.

Marbas suddenly asked, “Bachin, has Big Brother not returned yet?”

Bachin immediately sensed and said, “Still some distance away.”

Aelioge’s gaze fell on Vassago’s position, “Then Second Brother……”

“He went back to Father’s side.”

Vassago said helplessly, “Don’t ask Father yet, wait to hear what Agares says.”

Hearing this, two demons’ eyes darkened.

Vassago swept His eyes over them, “What’s wrong, Sitri, and Botis, do you two have any opinions?”

Of course they had opinions!

Agares was Father’s closest demon, always appearing first when Father needed Him most, but they wanted to be that too!

The two demons unconsciously revealed competitive looks.

Seeing this, Vassago almost couldn’t keep it together.

Our family demons really can’t change their father complex no matter how old they get, huh?

Samikina spoke, “You’d better wait, it’s probably not simple.”

Sitri lowered His head, “Alright.”

They knew Father was still in the dream.

They had all just appeared, only Second Brother hadn’t truly appeared, His true form still staying in the dream to protect Father.

So Second Brother’s consciousness disappearing naturally meant He had returned to Father’s side.

Second Brother was the demon who knew the situation best. If what troubled Father was quite complicated, it seemed only Second Brother could help Father work through it.

“It’s just……”

Aelioge wanted to say something but stopped, certain words from the fake still echoing in His mind.

—Had Father “abandoned” them?