After the Lord of the Abyss Awakens - Chapter 66.2

Moreover, once the God of Destruction resurrected, the Goddess of Harmony’s rules would no longer be an obstacle, as the God of Destruction, once an ultimate being, wouldn’t be affected by them.

But it was also possible that their goal wasn’t to revive the God of Destruction, but to gradually usurp His authority. The latter seemed more likely.

Because the Evil Dragon Federi couldn’t possibly be loyal to the God of Destruction. The evil nature and selfishness of the Evil Dragon race were well-known. He wasn’t an original follower of the God of Destruction, but a self-proclaimed one.

In most cases, being able to use a deity’s authority meant you were that deity’s follower, as gods wouldn’t allow unknown entities to arbitrarily use their powers. So it was logical to believe Federi was a follower of the God of Destruction.

However, Federi’s situation was special. Historically, no god had ever taken an evil dragon as a follower, and given the God of Destruction’s recorded personality, it seemed unlikely He would make Federi a follower. Moreover, the God of Destruction had no followers back then, being one of the few solitary gods. The Divine Kingdom of Destruction was said to be a country, but it was reportedly empty, with hardly any creatures inside.

Unless the God of Destruction was on the brink of perishing and had no choice but to choose Federi, it was hard to explain this situation.

But the God of Destruction’s sanity was already precarious, so anything was possible after He went mad.

After much consideration, feeling anxious, Hilton quickly reined in his thoughts and said seriously, “Regardless, let’s focus on resolving the Harmonious War first.”

If they lost the Harmonious War, they would lose something. How could they dare to be negligent?

Level-one advisor Ashid worriedly said, “What I’m most concerned about is the Goddess of Fortune. Her stance undoubtedly affects the balance of victory. If our chances of winning were three out of ten before, with the Goddess of Fortune taking sides, our chances are now only one out of ten.”

Another level-one advisor, Daisy, said, “As long as Uncle Norman arrives, we have hope.”

“Norman” was what Norman Till’s close friends and family called him.

Daisy was Norman Till’s niece, distantly related. Although they weren’t close, they were still family, and she had met him once when she was young.

Hilton nodded, “Let’s hope he arrives quickly.”

Just then, an intelligence officer knocked on the door and reported, “General Hilton, Instructor Eve has arrived in Hammurabi.”

“Good! I’ll go to welcome her right away.”

Hilton hurried off.

The people around the round table discussed for a while before leaving one by one, leaving Daisy and Ashid looking at each other.

Daisy analyzed, “We’re under attack from both sides. The war with the Divine Kingdom of Destruction is one aspect, and on the other hand, the Freedom Alliance is also taking the opportunity to infiltrate us.”

Ashid was also troubled and stated directly, “We’ve caught dozens of spies in just these few days.”

Daisy frowned deeply, “They’re really persistent, seemingly intent on taking our lives at this opportunity.”

Ashid said in a deep voice, “Just this year alone, they’ve launched over a hundred terrorist attacks. Of course, they won’t miss such a good opportunity to trouble us.”

If it weren’t for the existence of these perverts, their empire could have been more at ease.

Daisy sighed. “What can we do? When there’s a problem, we solve it. It’s always been this way.”

Ashide was silent for a moment, looking at a document in his hand, “Ram Head’s mission failed and he was killed. I don’t think the Divine Kingdom of Destruction will let this go. They will likely send someone stronger to continue hunting the number one in the rankings.”

Daisy nodded, “I think so too. Since they want to kill the number one, they definitely won’t give up easily.”

Ashide said coldly. “In short, saving face is the most important thing.”

Daisy: “Yes, but we can’t expect the number one to solve the problem.”

Ashide pondered for a moment. “Have your informants not found any clues?”

“…It’s a bit complicated.”

Daisy had to admit that too many things had happened recently. Her mind couldn’t keep up, and she didn’t have time to clearly sort out every event.

It was important to prioritize things.

****

Meanwhile. In the Divine Kingdom of Destruction.

At the round table meeting where all sorts of demons gathered, several heads simultaneously became furious, cursing and swearing.

Rat Head was about to go crazy, yelling angrily. “Ram Head is dead? How is this possible? Who did it, the number one ranked human? How dare this human!”

Rabbit Head analyzed calmly. “According to investigations, His life force disappeared almost in a second. He was instantly killed by overwhelming magic power.”

Pig Head raged. “Damn it, this is too much! We must kill that person!”

Snake Head pondered. “It seems it must have been a top-level expert above max level. Not easy to deal with.”

Pig Head slammed the table on the spot, saying to Snake Head. “But Ram Head was also max level, He was just disguised as level 99!”

“There are differences even among those at max level, like you and me.”

Dragon Head coldly glared at Pig Head.

“I…”

Pig Head choked up immediately, cold sweat breaking out on his back as he dared not speak.

Dragon Head was second only to Dog Head in power among them. Just releasing a bit of magic power was enough to frighten him into immobility.

Pig Head lowered his voice and asked. “Then what should we do? That person will definitely interfere with us.”

Dragon Head snorted, as if Pig Head was talking nonsense, “What to do? Naturally, we kill him.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd got excited.

Rabbit Head immediately raised his hand, “I’ll go.”

Snake Head quickly tried to claim credit. “I’ll go, I’ll definitely kill him.”

Tiger Head punched the air a few times, releasing an incredibly fierce aura, shouting. “I’ll go!”

They volunteered one after another like reciting a menu.

However, Dragon Head scolded. “Are you going one by one to get killed? Of course we all go together, attack with full force, kill kill kill!”

At these words, everyone’s expressions changed instantly.

But to send all of them just for a mere number one ranked human, wasn’t that giving that person too much face?

Snake Head wanted to speak but hesitated.

Dragon Head was the leader when Dog Head wasn’t around. He swept his gaze across the room and said with authority, “We were careless before, underestimating mere evolved apes.”

Monkey Head was scolded for no reason and looked somewhat resentful. What’s wrong with evolved apes? But He didn’t dare to speak.

Dragon Head sneered. “If we all attack together, no one can withstand it.”

“Yes!”

Everyone agreed.

Why did They refer to themselves as animals? Actually, it was because They were not truly servants of the God of Destruction and could not use His powers.

They were originally servants of the Beast God, committing all kinds of evil deeds outside. The Beast God disowned and tried to kill Them, but Federi saved Them and gave Them power.

They were full of bestial nature, carrying various animal habits. Their desire to win exceeded that of humans, and most of Them were bloodthirsty and warlike, easily seeing red at the mention of killing.

Dragon Head chuckled lowly, His eyes dark, “Let’s go together to deliver destruction to the number one ranked human. We ten heads will descend to the mortal world, we must defeat and kill him!”

“Kill! Kill!”

****

Half an hour later, the Alliance received the news. From high-level to mid-level officials, all broke out in cold sweat.

“To deal with the number one ranked human, they actually sent so many leaders.”

“A full ten of Them, They really want to kill the number one.”

“It’s too late, They’re already on Their way to the Oedipus Great Empire.”

****

Half an hour earlier, in the bookstore, the white cat had fallen asleep, lying on Xiu Si’s leg with its face buried in cotton clothes, making low purring sounds.

The temperature was slightly low, but the cat’s body was warm, just right for warming up.

Xiu Si opened his notebook. Every page was filled with magic circles he had written by hand.

After these days of effort, his magic proficiency had reached 31%. When he reached 100% with more effort, his system should be able to update and restart.

“Keep working hard.”

Xiu Si practiced skills every minute, leveling up diligently. Suddenly, achievement points came in again.

[Congratulations! You’ve gained 1000 achievement points!]

“What, 1000…”

Xiu Si was shocked. He was just sitting at home, how did achievement points fall from the sky?

“Is this really a system malfunction, or did I actually do something to earn these achievement points?”

Xiu Si couldn’t feel at ease. Baal’s image floated in his mind, and he muttered to himself. “Could these achievement points be from Baal?”

When he was still on the continent, Baal often gave him achievement points, because the merits of creation could be synchronized to the creator.

“…”

Maybe it really was.

Xiu Si estimated his level. With a bit more practice, he should be able to go to subspace.

Not a big problem.

The short-legged cat raised its eyes, as if knowing he was thinking of Baal, and meowed once.

He lowered his head, patted the cat’s head, smoothed the fur on its back, and scratched under its chin. In just two or three moves, the little cat couldn’t resist and rolled over to show its belly. It liked Father’s petting meow!

Xiu Si’s current level was 40, and his Creation skill proficiency was 90%, just 10% away from reaching 100% and becoming a silver-grade skill.

These days, thanks to the little light body, his experience had been increasing rapidly. However, after completing the light body, he got stuck, not knowing how to continue leveling up.

He generally gained upgrade experience in two ways: one was through skill upgrades, and the other was through cub upgrades. Achievement points were an exception, as relying on them too much might not lead to solid progress.

The first method was the most solid, but the problem was… should he create new cubs?

Constantly creating new ones was necessary for the Creator profession to level up, but Xiu Si also felt that he already had many children, and feared he wouldn’t be able to take care of more. It wouldn’t be good for future children either.

Perhaps sensing his hesitation, the little cat gazed at him with watery eyes.

Xiu Si was startled and changed his mind, “There’s more than one way to hone skills. I’ll think of something else.”

Only then did the little cat feel relieved. If Father had new children, he would surely love them more. It selfishly didn’t want that…

“But what’s the other method?”

Xiu Si fell into deep thought. A few minutes later, he suddenly realized something.

The little light body had given him so much training, but it wasn’t “newly created” by him.

What did this mean?

Did it mean that “repairing” could yield higher experience points than direct creation?

Why was that?

Because “repairing” was equivalent to re-creation, which was also a form of creation.

Using novels as an example, fan fiction was also a type of creation.

Re-creation had to follow the original material form, striving for perfect replication. When the original material form was in terrible condition, the difficulty of repair would certainly be higher.

To draw an analogy, if creation started from 0, creating something from nothing, then repair and re-creation would start from negative points. The more severe the original damage, the more negative the starting point.

To read the original information of the little light body, he had almost exhausted his mental power, resulting in a headache that lasted for a long time.

At that time, the little light body was on the verge of being erased as a mere thought, so he had to rush to complete it.

So after pondering, Xiu Si grasped a key point and muttered to himself, “Why don’t I actively seek out damaged things to restore? Challenging myself would lead to better progress, wouldn’t it?”

Xiu Si was a man of action. He turned his head and glanced at the table. It was probably decades old, worn and damaged, with a dull color.

He placed his hand on the table surface, simultaneously activating his skill and magical power. The table was enveloped in magic energy, emitting a snow-white glow.

In no time, it was completely renewed.

The little cat looked at it, even happier than him, curiously scratching it with its paw.

Xiu Si checked the values and found that the experience had increased a bit, but not much. Repairing tables every day, he didn’t know how long it would take to achieve his goal.

“I guess I need something more challenging?”

Xiu Si pondered, then said something that shocked even himself, “…Do I need to repair gods?”

While thinking, he didn’t feel anything unusual, but once he said it out loud and heard it, he was inexplicably shaken, frightened by his own idea.

Who was he? An ordinary human hero, yet he dared to speak of “repairing gods”?

But in fact, he had actually done it. The little light body was proof, although it might be an unrepeatable miracle.

Xiu Si’s expression was strange, unable to comprehend it, even with the facts right before his eyes.

“Repairing is equivalent to re-creation. I need to recreate gods to level up a bit faster.”

He scared himself again, but the little cat beside him was indiscriminate, meowing in agreement.

Xiu Si was amused and casually said, “Father is just a human, how could he possibly recreate gods.”

Before he finished speaking, he inexplicably paused, because he realized that this world might actually need such a profession.

Because many gods had fallen, their divine ranks had dropped, their divine bodies were shattered, and many were barely clinging to existence.

Xiu Si thought about it and couldn’t help but say, “If I could develop this kind of business, wouldn’t I be able to earn a lot?”

Hearing this, the little cat tilted its head.