After the Lord of the Abyss Awakens - Chapter 30.1

“Squawk—!”

A scream suddenly rang out from the bedroom.

The gray cat and the red cat exchanged glances, both seeing laughter in each other’s eyes.

Something had indeed happened.

Vassago had a terrible temper when waking up. For a foolish bird to suddenly run over and try to bond with him – wasn’t that just asking for trouble?

The gray and red cats childishly patted their paws.

“This was the baptism he deserved.”

“That’s right. To become one of us, he should experience at least this much.”

In the bedroom.

Vassago was furious. With one swipe of his paw, he smacked the little black bird back into its box.

Yes, he had directly swatted the bird out of existence.

The little black bird, dazed from the blow, finally realized this was a plot by the gray and red cats. He had fallen for their trick!

But how could this be? He was the mighty God of Darkness, tens of thousands of years old in spirit, over ten years old in reality. How could he have been so easily tricked? Was it because this bird brain was too small to handle his godly wisdom, making him temporarily stupid?

The little black bird sat down heavily, doubting his divine life, and thought it over carefully.

What nonsense about “liking the first one you see when you wake up”? That guy wasn’t Sleeping Beauty, but Vassago, the third-ranked Abyss Lord! I must have been stupid to believe that! The little black bird reflected painfully on his mistake, hastily raising his guard, but his head still hurt.

The little white bird next door seemed to have woken up. It glanced sideways at the large bump on his head, immediately snorting with heavy mockery, and actually said, “Hmph, my foolish little brother.”

The little black bird immediately bristled, widening his eyes and said, “What little brother? How could I possibly be your little brother!”

The little white bird glanced at him. “Aren’t you?”

The little black bird was stunned. It seemed he really was. Damn it, he had been taken advantage of! He had actually let his sworn enemy become his elder brother!

However, he only now realized something. Although his sworn enemy had just been born and had an immature consciousness, unlike him, the mighty ten-plus-year-old, he didn’t seem to be completely ignorant.

Was it because he was a god after all?

This doubt only lasted a few seconds for the little black bird, because he then saw the little white bird try to come over, but his claws slipped and he fell on his bottom.

He looked just like a white dumpling splatting on the ground.

The little black bird burst out laughing. The gloomy mood from being tricked earlier instantly dissipated. You’re still just a newborn baby after all.

The little white bird had lost a lot of face and became angry from embarrassment. “Damn it, why did you have to come in here too? This was supposed to be my territory!”

The little black bird wobbled a few steps closer to the transparent wall and said, “Of course it’s because Father likes me.”

He was incredibly familiar, able to recognize someone as his father so quickly, completely unlike a God of Darkness.

It was just as Inpos had predicted – he was the most special among all the consciousness of the God of Darkness throughout history.

His most miraculous point was that, unlike the vast majority of gods, he actually didn’t discriminate against beings below gods.

If divine inheritance could be considered a kind of genetic inheritance, his situation was undoubtedly a genetic mutation.

Of course, no matter how the genes mutated, darkness rejecting light and the God of Darkness hating the God of Light was absolutely unchangeable.

The little white bird was so angered by him that he stomped his feet, but he had also learned that this was Father’s system space. If they made a fuss, Father would see, so they could only “coexist harmoniously”.

Just endure it for now. When they grew up, he would take care of him when Father wasn’t paying attention. The little white bird’s plan to eliminate his enemy was brewing, his eyes shining brightly as he thought that there could be no darkness in the beautiful world he loved.

How could the little black bird not sense his sworn enemy’s hostility? Haha, he was used to it. His stupid second-to-last brother still had no idea of the dangers outside.

Thinking of this, the little black bird also had a happy plan brewing in his heart, his dark eyes also shining.

Outside.

Xiu Si was reading a book. He felt like there was some chirping noise somewhere, a bit noisy, but looking around, he didn’t discover anything.

After hallucinations, was he now having auditory hallucinations too?

Was this… the old antique finally malfunctioning?

Maybe he had been reading for too long and was tired.

Xiu Si understood the principle of balancing work and rest. As he just stood up and lowered his gaze, he saw the white cat walking towards him, yawning.

Xiu Si was shocked.

His third cub Vassago had finally woken up. Sleeping for two or three days at a time was somewhat lazy, though he had been like this since he was little.

Vassago’s anger dissipated only when he saw his father in person. He ran up to the table with a thump and indicated to Xiu Si that Father should rest, he would keep watch.

Xiu Si was gratified, thinking Vassago was indeed more mature. He nodded and walked into the bedroom.

Vassago then turned his head, sweeping a cold gaze over the gray cat and red cat.

The two cats shrank back awkwardly.

The white cat’s eyes were cold as he snorted, secretly said. “You even brought in the God of Darkness. What were you all doing while I was asleep?”

The gray and red cats simultaneously avoided eye contact. They had done too many things.

Specifically regarding this matter, it was mainly Inpos’s idea.

So Inpos told Vassago the whole story from beginning to end.

Whatever they had done, ultimately, it was all for Father’s hope.

After learning the situation, Vassago didn’t say much, because how could he not know? Their father had always been this kind of person. If he saw a dying animal struggling to survive, Father would definitely not stand idly by.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have picked up their consciousnesses that should have disappeared, created bodies for them, and allowed them to continue existing rather than being destroyed.

Back then, three or four creations were already a burden for Father, but after Father fell into the abyss, he still continued to create, saying it was to improve his creation skills, to level up, but that wasn’t really the case.

It was because – they clung to Father wanting form, not wanting to be destroyed, not wanting to drift, not wanting to be full of uncertainty, not wanting to become nothingness.

That’s why Father created them one by one.

Thousands of years had passed, and Father was still as gentle as before, unable to ignore their pleas for help.

“…”

Vassago’s expression changed. He seemed to no longer care about the God of Darkness matter and turned his head to ask. “So, what did you call me for?”

Inpos paused, “It’s about the otherworld god. Aelioge and Beelzebub went to check the situation in the subspace and haven’t returned.”

Oh, so even Beelzebub had been brought in.

Vassago said coldly. “So, have they been eaten?”

The two cats paused, their expressions changing slightly.

The “eating” Vassago spoke of was the way most divine beings disappeared.

Gods eating gods, devouring divine attributes, digesting divine power. Once completely dissolved, the eaten god would be destroyed, and the remaining god could possess dual divinity.

For example, in the Gods Era, the Wind God ate the Rain God, taking two thousand years to digest and dissolve, becoming the God of Wind and Rain, possessing dual divinity.

Overall, gods with dual divinity were relatively few, because gods were not easy to deal with. Secondly, the time to digest and dissolve another god was too long. During this time, one would be relatively vulnerable, easily targeted by other gods, making it very risky.

Besides dual-natured gods, there were also triple-natured gods.

Gods of this level could be counted on one’s fingers. They were all transcendent beings approaching the level of god kings.

As for four-natured gods, there were even fewer. Divine consciousnesses that could stabilize four divine natures without going mad were extremely rare, because “four” was an unstable structure.

There were almost no records of five-natured gods. Perhaps they existed, perhaps not. It was said they might exist, but were hidden. Or possibly, they were too grand for ordinary gods to be worthy of perceiving them.

Of course, these were just some theories.

Gods had their own logic. There was also a saying that whether the God of Light ate the God of Darkness or vice versa, as long as they merged, they would become the strongest god in the world, regardless of three or four natures. Besides, what use were ordinary divine natures? Divine natures also had their hierarchies, after all, human life couldn’t do without wind and rain.

The primordial series of gods belonged to those with extremely high divine natures. Light and darkness, as their names suggested, were ranked near the top. Wind and rain gods belonged to the lower-ranked nature gods, with almost no presence among gods, although they had a very strong presence among humans.

Their Abyss Lords’ logic of existence was different from gods, but it had to be said that there were some similarities.

They could also be eaten, just as they could eat gods.

If gods ate them, it might also be beneficial.

However, the premise was being able to eat them.

Although Vassago said this, he obviously didn’t think Aelioge and Beelzebub could have been eaten. He thought they were probably lost.

Beelzebub had the curse of the Goddess of Fortune. Aelioge had always disliked Beelzebub and probably didn’t know about this. At the same time, neither of them was skilled in spatial magic. The combined conclusion was that these two added up to negative one, stuck in the subspace.

Vassago rarely smiled as he relayed this possibility to the gray and red cats.

The two cats were stunned for a moment, then immediately burst into laughter.

Morax: “Haha, so they’ll have to hold hands and live in the subspace now.”

Inpos gloated: “Who would have thought they’d end up like this!”

They were chatting so happily that they overlooked Xiu Si’s return. He was standing right beside them.

In Xiu Si’s eyes, the cats were rolling around, patting their paws wildly, looking very happy. He was puzzled, wondering what was there to be so happy about?

He looked around. Nothing had happened, so what were they laughing at?

Was it a joyful topic unique to the children?

Xiu Si fell silent, feeling a sense of loneliness that he wasn’t part of the children’s happiness.

They seemed to just realize, turning their heads in unison, then froze.

Ah, Father had seen them mocking their comrades!

The three cats tensed up, all stiffening in place.

But Xiu Si didn’t ask anything. He showed an “I understand everything” expression and said calmly. “It’s already late. You can chat, but don’t play too late.”

The three cats watched their father walk back into the bedroom. Perhaps feeling guilty, even Vassago didn’t dare move a paw.

Father probably… didn’t know anything, right?

They had all been using encrypted communication just now.

Inpos turned to Vassago, his expression serious. “Stop laughing, let’s talk about the main issue. Vassago, what do you think about the Aust Empire situation?”

Vassago seemed to have known what he was going to ask long ago and said indifferently. “I don’t care. Finding Agares is urgent now, and you just need to protect Father well. There’s no need to care about anything else.”

The air fell into a subtle silence for a moment.

Inpos and Morax exchanged glances.

Not caring about anything? But this land was about to face an unknown scale of otherworld gods.

At that time, the Aust Empire would definitely disappear from the map of human territories.

But what did that have to do with them?

Inpos lowered his head, his expression somewhat heavy. Perhaps the cat form wasn’t conducive to thinking, so he transformed into human form, revealing an androgynous beautiful face. If Xiu Si were present, he would surely be shocked to the point of doubting reality.

Morax also transformed into human form and suddenly mentioned. “The day before yesterday, I ate a human who claimed to be from the Freedom Alliance.”

Vassago had never heard of it. “Freedom Alliance? What’s that?”

He had slept for a few hundred years, and humans had come up with something new again.

Inpos sat inside a cursed artifact, his demeanor elegant, instantly upgrading the atmosphere of the entire antique shop. He said. “Probably some kind of secret society. Humans are always forming these secret societies.”

Vassago remained silent, still in cat form, and said. “Either you handle these things yourselves, or wait for Aelioge and Beelzebub to return. Nothing else matters, I just fear that if you make a big fuss contrary to your usual behavior, it will attract the attention of our other brethren.”

As he spoke, he gave Morax a significant look.

Morax, who was always prone to causing trouble, tilted his head.

What Vassago said was true. Whether it was Aelioge dealing with the Archangel, or Inpos angrily destroying the Divine Kingdom of Light, all these incidents seemed unnatural.

Some perceptive brethren might have already noticed the problem and could be secretly observing them.

So they had to keep a low profile and couldn’t act too blatantly out of character.

Secondly—

Vassago’s eyes darkened slightly as he said, “Don’t do too many unnecessary things. Humans need to grow on their own. Aelioge and the others intervened too much before.”

Even Morax understood the implication of his words.

It was indeed so.

The otherworld gods were something humans had brought upon themselves, so humans should send them back. If humans faced difficulties and lacked strength, they should increase their strength and overcome the difficulties.

They had all come through this way, as had all races and all living beings.

All creatures became stronger through their own will.

If one didn’t want to become stronger, didn’t want to put in the effort to become stronger, and only wanted to rely on external forces, how could they truly become strong?

Humans needed support because they were too weak and had been exploited on multiple levels, even having their creativity taken away. But excessive support was meaningless.

It needed to be moderate, yet moderation was the hardest to grasp.

Agares had been too gentle and too omnipotent, doing too much and too completely for humans, instead becoming a mountain suppressing human development.

Vassago had felt this wasn’t quite right back then. Looking back, Agares had indeed disappeared, no longer responding to various human pleas and prayers. If he could understand this, how could Agares not understand?

However, he hadn’t expected Agares to completely disappear when he left, not knowing where he had hidden in the dream space, leaving no trace at all.

“…”

Vassago seemed to sense something, lowering his eyelids, his deep green eyes sinking into darkness. “However…everything depends on Father.”

They were born from Father’s humanity and followed Father’s will.

After the discussion, Morax nodded, and Inpos leaned back in his chair, lost in thought.

Inpos suddenly turned his head. “But when will those two, Aelioge and Beelzebub, come back?”

Vassago said indifferently. “Who knows.”

Morax asked curiously. “Is it possible they’ll keep getting lost indefinitely?”

Vassago smiled, “That’s hard to say.”

Meanwhile, in the subspace.

Aelioge and Beelzebub were arguing fiercely.

Aelioge turned around in rage. “I must have been stupid to come out with you.”

Beelzebub glanced at him. “Hmph, you were always stupid.”

Aelioge was furious. “You brought me here, so you’re responsible for taking me back!”

Beelzebub frowned, glancing at the nearby galaxy, and suddenly said, “I understand. I’ll take you back if that’s what you want.”

“Oh, you know the consequences if we can’t get back.”

Aelioge’s eyes were cold.

A few minutes later, an angry shout echoed through the star domain.

“Beelzebub, you idiot! After all these years, I’ve just realized you have no sense of direction!”

That night, in the Aust Empire’s strategy room.

“How is it?”

“We found a hideout and captured some followers, but it’s far from enough. They still have many hidden away.”

“And there’s this.”

The intelligence officer took out a black box with high-level magic set to prevent curse overflow.

Luo Jie lowered his gaze, took the black box, and opened it himself.

As the only hero who had survived until now, he had countless blessings and protections on him. Ordinary curses couldn’t affect him.

This black box should only be for “message delivery”.

He opened it and, as expected, found a letter inside.