After the Lord of the Abyss Awakens - Chapter 45.2

Beelzebub glanced at Aelioge, his gaze deep and dark, flashing a hint of extreme danger, before saying a few seconds later, “Of course I know that. Leave the investigation of the Church of Dawn to me, Aelioge, you go do that thing.”

Aelioge raised an eyebrow, “What do you mean?”

Beelzebub’s words were shocking, “Revising history, have you forgotten? We have a lot of history that needs your careful touch-up.”

Aelioge suddenly widened his eyes. He had indeed forgotten, having been so upset with Beelzebub in the subspace that he had forgotten this was also a crucial matter!

He had to clean up the dirty history before his father’s system recovered, otherwise his father would definitely be furious when he found out. That was not something that could be smoothed over by just acting cute.

But Aelioge was not confident in Beelzebub, and questioned, “What about your curse? You tend to have memory lapses at critical moments, can you investigate properly?”

Beelzebub was quite confident, “I have my own methods.”

Aelioge was not very convinced, “Are you sure?”

Beelzebub spoke seriously, “I won’t be blindly overconfident when it comes to Father’s matters.”

Aelioge stared at him.

Beelzebub directly stated, “It won’t be like that day again.”

The air suddenly grew somber.

Aelioge of course knew which “day” he was referring to.

That day, when the Abyss was in chaos, they had been forced to separate from their father. Only Beelzebub and Baal were close to their father, and managed to rush into the spatial rift their father was falling into just in time.

They had thought that as long as Baal and Beelzebub were there, their father would be fine. But who knew, that spatial rift was actually filled with Abyss giants of level 80 and above, dozens of them even at level 90.

Baal was very strong, but faced with so many Abyss giants, even he was stretched thin.

They had fought with all their might, but in the end, they still couldn’t protect their father.

That day was not only Beelzebub’s psychological shadow, but also the psychological shadow of the demon god Baal.

Ever since then, their eldest brother had been madly pursuing power, an already crazed demon becoming even more so.

That state… was really not good. That’s why they had hesitated to tell Baal.

Aelioge looked at Beelzebub, and since Beelzebub had said so, he couldn’t find any reason to doubt him.

“Okay, I’ll drop by your place from time to time to check on the situation. Give me your position point.”

The so-called “position point” sounds like coordinates, but not the absolute objective coordinates of the three-dimensional world.

Beelzebub couldn’t stay in one place, nor could he go everywhere and promptly tell Aelioge his three-dimensional coordinates.

The position point is a four-dimensional coordinate that changes with the flow of time.

It’s not easy to understand, and a bit of a hassle to extract, but it’s a small matter for Beelzebub.

With a casual pinch, he plucked a snippet of information from the surrounding space and handed it to Aelioge.

Aelioge received it, glancing at Beelzebub with slight complexity, “You’ve had time to remember to clear the Goddess of Fortune’s curse, right?”

Beelzebub raised his chin, a proud light in his eyes, “Killing the Goddess of Fortune would solve it.”

Aelioge thought that might be difficult, because the Goddess of Fortune had gone into hiding. Her endless blessings and curses over thousands of years had brought her countless enemies, and with her capricious nature but also aversion to trouble, she had disappeared from sight more than a thousand years ago, so no one knew where she was, making it impossible to settle the score.

Regarding this, Beelzebub said, “She will appear, because she can’t stand being alone.”

Aelioge thought he was right, not allowing the Goddess of Fortune to hold a masquerade ball would be tantamount to asking for her life. The Goddess of Fortune loved being the center of attention, it was part of her divine nature, and impossible to change.

“We’ll deal with that when the time comes,” Aelioge thought for a moment and said, “If she dares to come back, she should have prepared to ‘make amends.'”

Otherwise, not to mention them, even the ancient gods in the heavens would rush down to tear her apart.

They were temporarily in agreement on this.

“That’s it for now.”

Just as Aelioge was about to leave, his expression suddenly changed, and he blurted out, “I just received news that the ‘Lord of the Abyss’ has appeared before humans.”

“What?”

Beelzebub had just taken a step, nearly stumbling.

Aelioge was shocked, “And apparently Buer and Inpos were with him!”

What was going on?

They were both stunned, then quickly realized what was happening.

Aelioge suspected mischief, excitedly saying, “Those two idiots, they actually tricked Father into acting as the ‘Lord of the Abyss’!”

“…”

Beelzebub’s pupils shrank.

“I opposed it when Inpos first mentioned it, but I didn’t expect them to team up and actually do it!”

Aelioge’s head ached, finding it hard to imagine how their father had been fooled by them. Those two were utterly outrageous!

But it couldn’t be denied that their father was indeed handsome! Worthy of being their father, making an instant impact on the scene! Damn, wished he could have seen it in person!

Beelzebub was also suppressing his excitement, although outwardly he still said, “If the other siblings find out…”

Aelioge sighed, “What can be done, they’ve already done it, and it won’t be just once.”

Beelzebub thought about it, “Then we can only let it be, and hope it’s not discovered too quickly.”

Aelioge: “Remind them to run immediately if there’s any trouble.”

“The others are fine, just don’t draw Baal’s attention, or he’ll discipline us if he finds out.”

“That’s true.”

At the same time.

In a palace in the north.

Tens of thousands of books were haphazardly piled up, forming mountain ranges and seas of books.

The light from the magnificent stained glass windows streamed down, strand after strand, like neatly combed hair, glittering with gold and silver, exuding a faint warmth.

Suddenly, an unstable book fell, breaking the dangerous balance, and dozens of book mountains collapsed as a result.

At this moment, from under the burial of countless books, a snow-white, translucent hand suddenly emerged.

Long, slender fingers, beautifully jointed, with smooth muscle lines, possessing a beauty of both grace and strength.

Immediately, a barely audible voice sounded. A low-pitched androgynous voice.

“The Lord of the Abyss?” they muttered to themselves.

At the same time, in a certain eastern country.

In a vast underground chamber, mountains of gold and silver glittered. Someone seemed to be buried under the gold, silver, and jewels, with only a segment of the right arm and left thigh exposed, not even breathing.

This space was extremely luxurious, amassing the wealth of the entire continent. Normally, the owner should not be gloomy and depressed, but instead indulging in enjoyment every day, with inexhaustible money and endless pleasures.

But he had been buried in the gold, silver, and jewels for some time, motionless, like a corpse.

After a long while, as if he had heard some news, he suddenly moved, slowly sitting up, running his fingers through his front hair as the gold, silver, and jewels slid off his body, making crisp, melodious sounds.

He frowned, seeming extremely displeased in his heart, muttering, “What Lord of the Abyss? Buer, Inpos… have you finally gone mad? Because you can’t find Father, so you’re looking for Father’s imposter? A stand-in? Madness.”

“Even if… no matter what you do, Father will not come back.”

Marbas was irritated, his demonic power boiling, melting all the gold, silver, and jewels around him.

Just this once, I won’t interfere, but there won’t be a next time.

On the other side, in the Oedipus Empire.

Under the bombardment of sugar-coated cannonballs from his children, Xiu Si finally agreed, but he definitely also demanded caution.

“We can’t act rashly. This is a very dangerous matter. If we’re discovered, it’s over. We can’t just come and go as we please, understand?”

He reminded the children, patting each of their heads.

The small ragdoll cat pretended to be obedient, but inwardly thought, hehe, it’ll be them who get in trouble if discovered.

The gray cat raised its paws, promising not to mess up! Its lively demeanor was incredibly cute.

Xiu Si was amused by them.

To be honest, when they first proposed that idea, he was completely baffled, unable to understand what was going on.

He was just a level 30 creator, still in the middle of learning intermediate magic. For him to go around playing a disguise identity and stirring up the affairs of the world, it just seemed impossible no matter how he looked at it.

He knew he should have some unknown special abilities, but he didn’t think his abilities were enough to blind the eyes of those powerful figures, making them all believe he was the legendary Lord of the Abyss.

But unexpectedly, it had actually succeeded, even fooling Wilkin, who ranked 12th among humans.

The entire process was smooth and uneventful, a miracle.

However, Xiu Si also didn’t expect that in this era, there would be people trying to establish their own reputation by trampling on the heroes.

“Local humans” – indeed an interesting term.

Xiu Si had been in the workplace for many years, understanding various business warfare marketing tactics, of course knowing this was a form of “trampling marketing.”

(TL: “拉踩营销” (lā cǎi yíngxiāo) refers to a marketing strategy where one product, brand, or individual is promoted by deliberately disparaging or criticizing a competitor. The term “拉踩” literally means “to step on” or “to bring down,” implying that the promotion is done by putting down others to make the promoted entity appear better. This tactic is often seen as negative or unethical because it focuses on creating a comparison that undermines others rather than highlighting the merits of the promoted product or brand.)

An unknown brand company trying to rise up has many tactics to choose from, such as bundling with big brands, brainwashing nationwide, or trampling on past but famous brands – it’s one of the marketing methods.

The purpose is simply to grab attention.

For those young people, breaking down the old authorities is a convenient way to establish new authorities.

After all, the old authorities have either disappeared or died, and they can’t possibly come and haggle with them.

They are truly an arrogant group of young people.

If the times were a little worse, they might even try to cash in on the old things.

They deserve to be taught a lesson.

“However.”

Xiu Si mused, muttering to himself, “So something big happened on the border, and the memory beasts have run out of the dream realm.”

The memory beasts’ minimum level is 60, beyond his ability to handle, let alone investigate.

But if he left it alone, he also couldn’t rest easy.

Xiu Si felt this matter should be related to his old friends, the memory beasts couldn’t have read the images of his friends for no reason.

Could it be that they did this intentionally, wanting to convey some message?

If so, who is the target they want to express to?

Xiu Si pondered for a moment, then let the cat paw tug at his sleeve again.

He looked down, meeting Inpos’ eyes.

The gray cat blinked, its eyes shining.

Xiu Si understood, asking, “You have a plan, don’t you?”

The gray cat nodded, then pulled some props out of the void.

The small ragdoll cat also rushed over, grabbing a robe from a box.

The children’s expectant gaze was truly impossible to disappoint.

Xiu Si inexplicably felt a sense of mission! Even if the children wanted him to become the light, he would definitely accomplish it.

It’s just a CS, I’ll give it my all!

The next day, Simon and Lia formed a team and entered the black mist, proceeding with their exploration mission in extreme vigilance.

They searched for the whole morning, but found nothing, almost losing their direction.

They walked out halfway, asking Agus if he had discovered anything.

They had set up a temporary camp nearby, bringing in several large-scale magic detection equipment, but after searching for half a day, they found nothing as well.

The area affected by the dream realm was growing larger, covering the entire mountain and field. The mages had set up a screen tent, which should be able to delay the erosion process, but it was only a delay.

Even if the memory beast issue is not resolved, this dream realm must be resolved, otherwise the impact will not only be on this area, but on two countries, or even the entire continent.

Simon and Lia rested for a while, then challenged the black mist again.

This time, they finally encountered something.

The opponent was Ye Qingyi, dressed in the robes of a great mentor.

Just one glance was enough, her immense magic power directly dominating the entire space.

Their reactions were fast enough, but they still couldn’t move. Under the terrifying level pressure, they couldn’t even twitch a finger, their entire bloodstreams seemingly drained.

No skills, just level pressure.

This was the power of the heroes, what old relics of the past? The evidence was right before their eyes!

The two current Sword Saints exchanged a glance, each gathering their full magic power to unleash their strongest sword strike.

In an instant, the magic power was like mountains, pressing down.

But their joint sword strike, with powerful magic enveloping the sword energy, directly approached “Ye Qingyi,” causing her blue hair to splay out, her face shining.

Simon and Lia gritted their teeth, waiting for the sword strike to take effect.

However, the strike stopped in front of “Ye Qingyi,” actually being frozen along with the magic, turning into two long white lines, then bursting apart.

Simon and Lia immediately sensed something was wrong, but the timing to retreat was too late!

“Ye Qingyi” gave a faint smile, raising two fingers, as if pressing down would instantly snuff out their lives.

Despair hung in that moment.

Simon’s spirit was taut, his whole body trembling.

But the magic gathering at her fingertips had already pronounced their death sentence!

Just then, a cold indifferent voice they had heard before suddenly rang out.

“Is this the extent of your abilities?”