After the Lord of the Abyss Awakens - Chapter 4

At that time, in the military district.

“General Ronald, are you sure?”

“Even if it’s not the Abyss Lord, it’s a terrifying existence of the same level.”

“That’s strange, Priest Xilin couldn’t possibly bring such a dangerous existence to the Imperial City. According to what you just said, it could also be that this person has a special constitution.”

Legion Commander Philip pointed at the solid wood table with his finger, his eyes sharp, seemingly not quite believing Ronald’s report.

In the past half a year, Ronald had reported many abnormal events. When they later sent people to investigate, nine out of ten were misunderstandings. A year ago, Ronald had retired from the front line due to injuries. His perception was no longer as sharp as before, and he also had post-war depression, being sensitive and overthinking. Therefore, he only had the title of a general, but no real power or forces to mobilize.

Philip continued, “The Abyss Lord I contracted just entered the Imperial City. If the person you mentioned is the Abyss Lord, the Imperial City couldn’t possibly be this calm, it would have started fighting long ago.”

Ronald choked up, recalling the appearance of the black-haired young man in his mind. The other party was very friendly and seemed harmless to humans and animals. Just looking at his appearance, he didn’t look like a dangerous person at all.

But if you said he was an ordinary person, Ronald was a bit skeptical.

Ronald pondered, “Can you contact Priest Xilin?”

Philip shook his head, “The people of the Church of Dawn don’t know where Priest Xilin has gone.”

This was not uncommon. Priest Xilin was a well-known adventurer. Although he was a clergyman, he often left the Imperial City to go to extremely dangerous places, and once he left, it was for several months or even a year.

Philip reminded, “You and I both know that Priest Xilin is not a person without discernment, he couldn’t possibly fail to recognize an Abyss Lord.”

Secondly, the strong had no need to disguise. If an Abyss Lord wanted to come to the Imperial City, he didn’t need to borrow Priest Xilin or others, he could come directly and one wouldn’t be able to stop him. The city’s protective magic couldn’t stop monsters above level 80.

After being told this, Ronald gradually calmed down. Although he was still puzzled, he tried to communicate with his contracted demon, but there was no response at all.

Philip said, “I understand your concern for the Imperial City, but matters of that level are not something you and I can influence. If the other party really had any intentions towards the Empire, the Empire would have been in trouble long ago.”

Ronald nodded, pondering, “Could it be a human-friendly Abyss Lord?”

This point was very important. Being human-friendly meant that communication was possible, even the signing of contracts.

Currently, the Aust Empire had signed contracts with three Abyss Lords, ranking 45th in terms of national power among all human nations.

Signing contracts with more external powerful forces could make the nation stronger.

If they could sign a contract with another Abyss Lord, the strength of the Empire would definitely take another step forward, entering the top thirty. In order to enhance comprehensive national power, the Empire had always been actively cooperating with human-friendly external forces.

Ronald bowed his head, his heart uneasy.

Philip, however, saw through everything and said directly, “The current problem is to find a way to contact the other party and express goodwill without disturbing them.”

Ronald pondered for a moment and nodded.

At this time, the wind was howling outside, the clouds were parting, and beams of sunlight were cast in, making the interior of the hall bright.

Philip turned around, his face clearly lit by the light and shadow, looking in the direction of the tower and said, “You go and investigate first, I will explain this matter to His Majesty.”

Ronald’s eyes changed instantly, full of awe, and he said, “Yes!”

After Ronald left, Philip’s eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and he muttered to himself, “If that person really is an over-spec existence, the Abyss Lord Aelioge couldn’t possibly not sense it, but Aelioge doesn’t seem to have any reaction…..it’s hard to say.”

Recently, military affairs had been busy, whether it was expeditions or defenses, all the soldiers were tired. If a non-human-friendly Abyss Lord were to come, that would be troublesome.

“Thousands of years have passed, human civilization has made some progress, but compared to the divine civilization, it is still far from comparable.” Philip was very clear.

For example, humans had to build royal cities on the land, while the divine races could open up cities in the sky, naturally flying with their born wings.

No matter how high humans built towers on the ground, they could not pass through the clouds to reach the sky above.

In history, there had been human kingdoms that had done this, and they were considered to be challenging the might of the gods. Not only was the tower destroyed, but the entire kingdom was completely destroyed within a day.

To be precise, it was not within a day, but in an instant. The people at the time hadn’t reacted yet, they felt the temperature suddenly rise, and just as they were about to look outside, they were instantly evaporated by a huge terrifying energy.

It was said that to this day, that continent still had the pit left by the god’s strike.

The Gods Era was simply not a time for humans to live, living in constant fear of the next day. Not to mention humans, even the goblin race, which was a bit stronger than humans, could not escape the fate of being destroyed.

People today live in peace and think about the past.

Philip lowered his head, flipping his hand to look at it. The demon contract was deeply branded like a tattoo, both a threat and a sense of security.

Dealing with anomalies with anomalies, this was the second most important survival method for humans after learning to use tools. The complex history of humans was a history of humans struggling to survive.

Entering the Human Era, it seemed like dawn was coming, and it was about to step into the glory belonging to humans.

However, Philip knew that the current human civilization was still too fragile.

“Without the protection of the Abyss, if the gods in the sky were to return, the future would be unthinkable.”

Philip’s face was serious, and he said, “There’s even a possibility that they’re already laying out their plans.”

The frequent A-level anomaly warnings these days were a sign of impending disaster.

The only consolation was that the hero was temporarily in the Imperial City.

Philip organized his thoughts, calmed his emotions, and hurried to the palace after a while, not forgetting to remind everyone to strengthen their vigilance on the way.

Philip was a well-known rationalist legion commander.

His low pressure naturally affected the other soldiers.

They were all aware of the current threat, their faces heavy as they passed by.

From time to time, people would gaze at the sky, fearing that a winged humanoid or monster would appear above.

Even the old soldiers would say, “Beware of angels.”

Under the gloomy weather, with the white clouds leisurely floating and the wind blowing from time to time, there seemed to be a hint of instability in the air.

****

Meanwhile.

In the library of the Hero Memorial Hall, Xiu Si was flipping through the biographies of the heroes one by one.

Seeing his once vivid experiences turned into black and white words on paper, Xiu Si felt melancholic.

However, he was also fortunate that he was not without gains. There was a particular event written in Luo Jie’s biography.

–“Hero Luo Jie was once critically injured, and the system crashed without response. After three months of recuperation, the system finally returned to normal and responded.”

Xiu Si paused, from this sentence, it seemed that the game system was self-repairing, and there was nothing you could do.

So, I can only wait?

Xiu Si took another look at the gray game panel, feeling as if time had stopped at the moment of the crash, and there was no sign of recovery at all.

The game system was essentially a creation of magic, and its current state was likely due to the internal magic logic being broken.

What to do? I don’t know such intricate magic.

Xiu Si thought for a moment, continued to flip the pages, thinking that perhaps there might be other methods.

And just then, there was a sudden sound of books falling to the ground.

Xiu Si turned his head towards the sound, and indeed saw a bookshelf falling over, with a pile of books falling from the shelf.

At the same time, someone appeared in an instant, raised a hand, magic power circulated, controlled the bookshelf, and slowly pushed it back to its upright position. Then, the magic power also wrapped around the books, arranging them neatly one by one.

After finishing, she seemed to notice Xiu Si’s gaze, raised a pair of deep blue eyes, and looked straight at him.

Just by looking at her appearance, her whole body covered, and even wearing a hood, her identity was already exposed.

This was the unique dress of a magician, and her robe was an elegant purple, enough to show that she was at least a level 50 magician.

She herself looked to be in her thirties or forties, with blonde hair and white skin, which were the most common features of the people of the Aust Empire.

Xiu Si sighed in his heart, the dress of a magician really hasn’t changed since ancient times, it was clear at a glance.

Perhaps his gaze was too dull, the other party tilted her head, not quite understanding what he was thinking.

A few minutes later.

They started chatting in the library.

The magician Xili was a friendly and enthusiastic person, and she directly told Xiu Si that she came here for a breakthrough in magic.

Xiu Si took the opportunity to ask some system-related questions.

Xili: “How to restore system magic?”

Xiu Si: “Yes, I want to know.”

Xili shook her head and said, “I’m not quite sure.”

“Is that so?”

Xiu Si thought to himself that it seemed that finding a magician wouldn’t solve the problem. Could his system really be completely broken? Without the game system, could he still be considered a player?

Xili pondered, “However, I believe that the essence of any magic is mental power and control over mental power. As long as you master this point, you might be able to restore magic.”

Xiu Si was taken aback, then suddenly understood.

Miss Xili seemed very satisfied with his learning attitude and continued, “Magic almost does not progress, it reached perfection at the beginning, and the basic logic of magic does not differ too much across different eras.”

In terms of “not progressing”, it’s not just magic. In this world, humans almost have no ability to create new knowledge, they have to seek externally to gain new knowledge.

At first, Xiu Si didn’t care at all, thinking it was just a game setting. Only after awakening did he realize that this setting was too outrageous.

Legend has it that the gods, in order to suppress human development, deprived humans of the ability to think upward, especially human creativity. The ongoing revolution in productivity today also uses knowledge not thought out by humans themselves, but brought back by the expeditionary force from subspace.

As a person from the Blue Star, Xiu Si really couldn’t imagine this situation. The humans here were quite difficult in various senses.

“Thank you.”

He expressed his gratitude to Xili.

Xili smiled and generously said, “It’s a small matter, I’m glad I could help.”

They chatted for a while longer, then Xili said she had something to do and left.

Xiu Si stayed in place, deep in thought, repeatedly chanting the word “mental power”, trying to use the method of deep meditation of a magician to drive the system in his brain.

He didn’t know that outside the Hero Memorial Hall, Hero Luo Jie turned his head and met the gaze of the Abyss Lord Aelioge.

The two stared at each other in silence, as if it wasn’t the first time they had confronted each other like this.

Aelioge turned his gaze, staring at the memorial hall, and there was a faint feeling of intense turmoil in his heart.

On the other side.

Xiu Si closed his eyes, concentrated his mental power, and tried to awaken the residual power lingering in his brain.

His mental power was very strong, and before long, he was able to enter deep thought, which ordinary magicians would need several hours to achieve, in just a few minutes.

Then, after about ten minutes, the gray panel in front of him suddenly lit up, and a large string of characters jumped out.

[Ding! Congratulations on restarting the Hero Game.]

[Respected player, beloved Hero Mr. Xiu Si, long time no see, are you okay?]

The notifications were all constantly refreshing reminders.

But Xiu Si didn’t care about these, as soon as the game system restarted, he immediately opened the creation sequence panel.

Why? Is there even a need to ask?

He wanted to know how his cubs were doing!