After the Lord of the Abyss Awakens - Chapter 55.2

Although he indeed wanted to find his friends, this method… was there something not quite right about it?

It was fortunate he wasn’t discovered.

As Xiu Si lowered his head in thought, his arm was “attacked” by soft, warm paw pads.

The gray cat’s head entered his field of vision, its eyes staring directly at him. The moist gaze once again made Xiu Si’s heart soften in an instant.

This was what the adorable children expected him to do. As their father, how could he disappoint them?

Xiu Si inexplicably perked up, changing from his previous lost and confused appearance, though he was still somewhat worried. “By the way, if we do this, what if the real Lord of the Abyss finds out?”

He had asked this question before, but They were inexplicably confident, believing it definitely wouldn’t happen.

Now the gray cat was still equally assertive.

It’s impossible to be discovered, because Father is the Lord of the Abyss!

Meanwhile, the little ragdoll meowed, opening its paws like a blooming flower, asking for a hug. It was incredibly cute.

Xiu Si was somewhat amused and lifted it high, “Because you’re max level and never afraid of fighting, you’re telling me not to worry about anything?”

His children’s jokes were becoming more and more practiced.

Xiu Si reminded, “If you were really max level, you’d be able to transform into a human, you know.”

The little ragdoll, hearing this, became even more confident and immediately meowed.

“You’re saying you can turn into a human? And a great beauty at that?”

Xiu Si paused subtly, but then simply smiled, “It’s good to have dreams. Of course, Father believes you’ll be a great beauty when you take human form.”

The little ragdoll meowed repeatedly, saying yes, yes, just believe me! Father is so smart, praise me!

Seeing this, the gray cat couldn’t help but cough.

Xiu Si turned his head, his gaze falling on the gray cat, “But, Inpos, your divine artifact is too good, isn’t it? So many strong people at the scene, yet not a single one could detect anything unusual.”

The gray cat nodded. It actually hadn’t done anything; it was simply its father’s natural performance.

They had noticed their father’s special nature, but he hadn’t realized it himself. Their father was definitely not just level 31; that was only his surface level. The system was broken and couldn’t display his true level.

When outsiders did level assessments, they also saw the incorrect system level.

Let’s call the true level the “inner level” for now. It believed its father’s inner level definitely exceeded the max level.

Only a few identification skills could detect that their father was a transcendent existence, and usually with Them around, others didn’t even have the chance to use high-level identification skills on their father.

Inpos believed that, as their father sensed, only when he learned magic would his true level possibly be restored.

What should They, the children, do then?

Protect their father and let him take the position he should rightfully occupy!

By the way, when Beelzebub pointed out problems with the hero system magic the day before yesterday, It deconstructed it but didn’t find any issues, only discovering a “backdoor”.

The so-called “backdoor” is equivalent to a computer backdoor, that is, a virus that can bypass system security checks and gain control of the system.

By setting up backdoors in the system, the other party can remotely control your system, manipulate your system’s survival, and even your life and death.

Logically speaking, this was an extremely dangerous thing.

But Father’s system backdoor had been cut off. The “backdoor” once existed, but it was eliminated, so they didn’t need to worry about Father’s situation.

It was unknown who did it. It was truly a mystery upon mystery.

The gray cat fell into deep thought, not reacting for several minutes, until someone’s loud voice broke the silence.

Levin hurried over, so tired he had to lean against the wall. Covered in sweat, he said, “Huh? Ah, g-good morning, Mr. Yi Xiusi.”

“What’s the matter?”

****

Almost simultaneously, on the other side.

Aelioge broke through the void, walking on the snow-white hall paved with marble, his gaze directly falling on the beautiful youth sitting on the throne.

The youth’s sitting posture was not proper. The throne was probably too big for Him, so he could neither sit comfortably nor lean comfortably. Only sleeping was the most comfortable.

The back of his head rested against the armrest of the throne. His fine, short hair just cut off at his brow bone. His snow-white skin seemed like it hadn’t seen sunlight for hundreds of years, showing a hint of unhealthy paleness.

The chosen body age would to some extent affect the maturity of thinking, but He seemed to prefer using a body of this age, between childishness and maturity, with a strangely critical sense of beauty.

Aelioge stared at that youth, secretly thinking it was fortunate to encounter Amon in his youthful form. It would be troublesome if it were his adult form. He called out the youth’s name. “Amon.”

The youth turned his eyes, but had no intention of getting up. He said carelessly, “Aelioge, rare guest, why have you come?”

Aelioge looked around this empty palace, knowing that Amon had occupied this country for nearly hundreds of years.

Seeing no reaction from Aelioge, Amon said blandly, “I heard… that you guys are gathering in the Oedipus Empire to cause trouble? Do you want to bring the continent back to the Demons Era again?”

Aelioge’s gaze paused, looking back at Amon, “Is there such a saying? My relationship with Them isn’t good.”

Amon finally deigned to sit up straight. His deep green eyes emanated a faint light. Without using the power of insight, his gaze was already sufficiently intimidating.

“Oh? But you have Buer’s aura on you.”

Aelioge’s face immediately darkened, “Don’t say such disgusting things.”

“Haha, you still like to act like you hate Buer so much.”

“It’s not an act, I really hate her.”

Amon propped his chin and said, “Hatred is mutual repulsion between the same kind, indicating that you are demons of a similar nature. You say you hate her, but you actually understand Her very well, don’t you?”

“Don’t mention Buer.”

Aelioge said directly, “I came here to ask you something.”

Amon’s eyes suddenly dimmed, his tone carrying a hint of impatience, “What is it?”

Aelioge spoke frankly, “Enumerate what you’ve done in the past eight thousand years or so. Tell the truth, don’t embellish, don’t hide anything.”

The air fell into a subtle silence.

Amon raised an eyebrow, “What are you asking this for?”

Aelioge: “To write a good history about you.”

Amon paused, his eyes moving, green light flickering, saying incomprehensibly, “Why?”

Aelioge said calmly, “I suddenly thought of it the other day. If Father comes back one day, what face do we have to meet Father now? So rewriting history is urgent.”

Amon seemed unmoved, staring into Aelioge’s eyes, and said, “I don’t have anything that I can’t let Father know about.”

“Are you sure?”

“Of course.”

Amon spoke righteously, as if he really didn’t take the misdeeds of these years seriously.

Aelioge stared at Him, questioning, “Aren’t you afraid of Father getting angry?”

Hearing this, Amon suddenly stood up, his eyes turning cold, authority leaking out, and asked in return. “Why should I be afraid of Father getting angry? It’s been over eight thousand years, I stopped caring about Father long ago. Only you guys are still stuck in the past, unable to move on, while I have already moved on. At this point, what you’re saying to me no longer has any meaning.”

Aelioge became angry upon hearing this. “Amon, have you forgotten your roots? How dare you abandon the creator and try to act recklessly on your own as a demon.”

Amon’s face turned completely cold. “Hmph, how ridiculous. I’m not like you all, each one a hopeless daddy’s boy. It’s been over 8000 years – that’s enough time for me to mature and be independent. Why should I remain stuck in the past, not letting myself move on, waiting for someone who will absolutely never return?”

“What nonsense.” Who was he calling a daddy’s boy!

Aelioge clenched his fists, his demonic power boiling throughout his body.

Seeing this, Amon smiled. A hint of mischief showed on his youthful face as he teased. “Aelioge, are you looking for a fight? Are you sure you, ranked 15th, want to fight me, ranked 7th?”

Aelioge said, “Amon, I’ll ask you one last time – do you truly not care about Father anymore?”

Amon retorted sharply, “You should be asking Father why he no longer cares about me.”

The two demons faced off against each other, their demonic powers distorting space. It seemed like an epic mythical battle could break out at any moment!

A few minutes later, Aelioge was the first to break the silence.

He gave Amon a cold glance and angrily rebuked him, “Unfilial demon, I’m very disappointed in you. What good is it even if you build an invincible giant divine kingdom? You can just stay there alone by yourself.”

Amon sneered. “Aelioge, let’s get back to the main topic. What are you all doing in the Oedipus Empire?”

“No comment.”

Aelioge gave him one last glance before stepping into the void.

****

After Aelioge left, Amon’s expression was unsettled. Suddenly he clicked his tongue, his gaze gloomy.

“What Aelioge and the others are doing must be related to Father. Even after I said all that, he still wouldn’t tell me honestly. They must have found information about Father but are hiding it.”

“Hehe, did you think you could outmaneuver me?”

Clearly, Amon had said those things on purpose earlier. How could he possibly abandon Father to the past?

****

Meanwhile, several kilometers away.

Aelioge cursed angrily. “That Amon actually dared to trick me. How could he possibly abandon Father? He was lying to get me to let my guard down and reveal information about Father.”

“Hehe, I refuse to fall for his trick.”

If Buer or Inpos had been present, they probably would have already been tricked into revealing information about Father.

Aelioge said in a deep voice. “Amon, you want to play games? Well I have Father, so the advantage is mine!”

****

Next, Amon pulled out a pure black crystal ball from the void.

When Aelioge left earlier, he had obtained some of Aelioge’s demonic power essence.

“Think you can hide information from me? No way.”

Amon placed the demonic power essence into the crystal ball.

The crystal ball immediately lit up, showing outlines of the main continent.

Then a brightest point appeared, indicating Aelioge’s location.

“Oh? Still in this area?”

Amon smiled.

****

Meanwhile.

Aelioge had created a doppelganger three minutes ago.

“Amon will definitely try to track me, but I won’t let him succeed.”

Setting up an illusion to make him think I’m still not giving up!

Meanwhile, I’ll go do that thing.

****

But in the next moment, Amon stroked his chin and immediately understood.

“This is a fake doppelganger. The real Aelioge is hiding.”

“Let me guess where you are.”

“Behind me, perhaps?”

Amon turned around and, sure enough, saw Aelioge emerging from the void with a dark expression.

“You wanted to ambush me, but I discovered it in advance. Your calculations have failed.”

Amon narrowed his eyes, looking at Aelioge’s demonic power domain that hadn’t managed to cover the entire area. If Aelioge had succeeded in setting up his trap, he might have actually been caught off guard and lost to Aelioge in one move.

“Aelioge, why are you so obsessed with this matter? What exactly are you hiding?”

Amon slowly walked closer, his deep green eyes harboring a cold light, like the reflection on a blade – icy and sharp.

Aelioge didn’t answer. The demonic power around him was still brewing, forming a silent confrontation.

“Is it something I’m not supposed to know?”

Amon approached Aelioge, just one step away. The threat was imminent.

Aelioge suddenly said, “Forget it, Amon. I know your words earlier were all fake. I can tell you honestly, I’m rewriting history. You all are indispensable, and your history is the hardest to write. You must cooperate with me. Tell me your truth – why did you occupy this country? What were your motives, process, and results?”

“…”

Amon stared into Aelioge’s eyes, as if trying to penetrate everything about him. He suddenly said, “There is no truth. The history recorded by humans is the truth.”

Aelioge didn’t believe it. “Amon, you and I were both built on Father’s humanity. I don’t know your upper limit, but your lower limit definitely won’t be low. I don’t trust you, but I trust Father. I trust the equal education Father gave us.”

Amon’s gaze darkened. He lowered his head without speaking. After a long while, he said, “Aelioge, you won’t understand.”

He showed obvious signs of refusal.

Aelioge’s plan was obstructed. He frowned deeply, but seeing Amon’s unyielding attitude, he knew he couldn’t resolve this quickly.

“Fine, have it your way.”

Aelioge turned around.

A crack opened in the void, leaking out immense demonic power.

Aelioge walked into the void, turning back one last time to leave a final remark.

“Amon, don’t let Father down.”

****

A few minutes later.

Amon sat on the throne, one hand supporting his face. His short hair fell forward, casting deep shadows, but his eyes glowed in the darkness.

His expression was gloomy, his form flickering in and out as if his very existence was unstable.

Half a minute later, he seemed to recall something and mumbled softly. “Liar… Father, you’re never coming back at all.”

The youth pressed his face, his voice trembling, seemingly on the verge of tears.

“You promised to play with me. You said next time for sure.”

“Why aren’t you taking care of me anymore? Where have you gone?”

“Is it… Did I really disappoint you?”

The young man curled up on the throne, hugging his knees, his expression as ugly as if he were crying.

But halfway through his sorrow, a sudden message appeared, saying that the “Lord of the Abyss” had appeared once again, and this time openly at the Continental Human Alliance Council meeting.

Amon became angry. Again and again! How dare they keep pushing this impostor. They really needed to be taught a lesson.