After the Lord of the Abyss Awakens - Chapter 76.1

Beelzebub instantly unleashed terrifying power. That surging, turbulent energy was like a tsunami, violently shaking Federi away in an instant.

Federi leapt into the sky above, wings spread wide, his magic power spreading madly in the air like a vast black ocean.

He let out a frenzied roar towards the earth, his dragon eyes wide as torches, red flames churning within them like rolling waves of fury.

However, his defeat was already inevitable.

The sky trembled wildly, the earth split apart instantly. Streams of rule power materialized, manifesting in the void. Countless dazzling light beams crisscrossed and reflected off each other. Then, they converged into huge pillars of light, like snakes and dragons, shooting straight into the clouds.

The conceptual power of [Destruction] cheered for destruction.

— All living beings should be destroyed, and the cleanest way to destroy is through gluttony.

— The food chain is the chain of destruction. Devour Him! Destroy Him!

The power of the God of Destruction dominated the entire star region.

The divine fire that was originally in Federi’s hands vanished in an instant, reappearing in Beelzebub’s hands.

Beelzebub suddenly transformed from the form of a huge beast into human form. His figure was tall and majestic, his wavy long hair floating in the wind, each strand seemingly containing power.

His eyes were cold and stern, exuding an undeniable majesty and arrogance.

The battle between high-level beings is first a contest of status.

Federi had a chance just now, but now Beelzebub had reclaimed his original power, meaning an absolute upgrade in status.

He had become the ultimate being!

Everything below the ultimate is but an ant. Beelzebub merely raised his eyes, and Federi, who was still imposing just now, was instantly pressed to the ground, smashing out a deep pit ten thousand meters wide.

The dark tricks he relied on were weak and powerless under the ultimate authority.

With just a thought from Beelzebub, the curse mist covering thousands or tens of thousands of meters instantly dissipated.

Federi let out an angry roar, still desperately resisting, his dragon claws tightly gripping the ground, trying to stand up again.

However, Beelzebub’s status suppression was too absolute, like an insurmountable mountain, pressing Federi deeper and deeper.

The pressure on Him was like the weight of a star, pressing Him so hard He could barely breathe, unable to break free at all. Under this terrifying pressure, His dragon bones began to shatter inch by inch, making a heart-wrenching cracking sound. In just a few seconds, His body became a bloody mess, exploding into rolling blood mist, an extremely tragic scene.

Beelzebub lowered His eyes and casually clenched His fist, as if controlling the power of heaven and earth. Federi instantly felt a suffocating pressure, His entire dragon body seemed to be placed in an invisible compression space, forcibly squeezed. Under this irresistible force, Federi’s body burst instantly, blood mist spreading, dyeing the entire blue sky red.

Several minutes passed, and Federi was already on His last breath, completely losing the strength to resist. His form shrank drastically, reduced to a pitiful shape only one meter long. The dragon wings behind Him had also become bloody and tattered, barely recognizable as dragon-like. He lay on the ground, breathing weakly, about to die at any moment.

The outcome was beyond doubt. Federi had lost, utterly and completely. Even with the use of ominous power to enhance His status, He still couldn’t overcome a true ultimate being.

The curse flowed like boiling water bubbles on His dragon body, hideous and terrifying.

Beelzebub coldly asked, “What was that power you just used?”

Federi was exhausted, where did He have the strength to speak? He gritted His dragon teeth, but what came out of His throat was only a weak whimpering sound, full of helplessness and despair.

Beelzebub showed an impatient look, “I’m letting you speak.”

As soon as He finished speaking, His power erupted. The gravity on Federi intensified, as if countless giant beasts were frantically trampling on Him, almost crushing Him into meat paste.

Federi was in unbearable pain and used all His strength to say, “I’ll talk, I’ll talk!”

Only then did the gravity slightly weaken, leaving Him a bit of strength to speak.

Federi said weakly, “It was, it was a white-robed magician. I don’t know what They were. They suddenly appeared and gave me power.”

Beelzebub said “Oh”. That hidden mastermind had been concealing itself for so long, and this time they had finally shown themselves. Indeed, using others as tools to kill demons was a popular strategy from Father’s homeland.

Federi’s dragon eyes trembled as he said in panic. “I don’t know anything, please spare me. I won’t covet your power again. I’ll help you find Them. We lived in the same era, no god knows your glory and greatness better than I do. You should remember me, right? Back then I visited your divine kingdom—”

Beelzebub smiled, reached out to the void, and then curled his finger.

Federi’s whole body shook violently, then a white smoke emerged from his eyes.

The white smoke condensed into energy and floated to Beelzebub’s hand. The white smoke was nothing else but Federi’s lifetime memories.

Beelzebub said coldly, “After all that talk, I don’t even know you.”

With just one sentence, Federi seemed to have been sentenced to death.

And it was indeed a death sentence.

A few minutes later, the planet was engulfed by darkness, as if swallowed by a giant beast in one bite.

The power of destruction first spread and then contracted, until it all returned to Beelzebub’s hand.

Beelzebub stood tall and proud, his jade-green eyes flashing with brilliant light, his expression cold and arrogant, as if the life and death of all things were just a thought away for Him.

He had just reclaimed his power, his status was not yet stable, but returning to his peak was only a matter of time.

****

On the other side, in the imperial city of Oedipus.

The little short-legged cat looked at Xiu Si stupidly.

It had also heard what Xiu Si said. But why did Father want Brother Beelzebub to stand up?

Was Father… talking to Brother Beelzebub? The little short-legged cat glanced at the room next door.

“Brother Beelzebub” was sleeping in the cat bed in the next room. Father wasn’t looking at the next room when He spoke, so could it be that Father had noticed something was wrong and was actually talking to the real Brother Beelzebub?

The little short-legged cat was confused and looked at Xiu Si timidly.

And the answer was—

Xiu Si had sensed that Beelzebub was in danger, but he didn’t know the specific situation. So he subconsciously said that sentence.

—”Beelzebub, stand up.”

After saying it, he himself was shocked. Why was it such a visual action command as “stand up”?

If Beelzebub was encountering danger while leveling up in a dream, shouldn’t he have said “wake up” instead of “stand up”?

Why? Xiu Si pondered a bit.

It was like a sudden feeling. Without any reason, yet strangely reasonable.

Xiu Si suddenly remembered something and turned to look at the little short-legged cat, asking, “Do you know what’s going on with your Brother Beelzebub?”

The little short-legged cat froze, feeling a bit at a loss, not knowing how to answer. It stammered. “He should be fine, meow.”

This answer didn’t reveal too much, after all, in Father’s understanding, His brothers sleeping in cat beds was for leveling up in dreams. Dreams were places where one could easily encounter danger, weren’t they?

But Xiu Si caught the key word and said in a low voice. “Should be?”

The little short-legged cat corrected itself. “Brother Beelzebub is very powerful meow, He’ll be fine meow.”

Xiu Si knew well that there was a close connection between them as siblings. Within a certain range, they could even sense each other’s state.

He asked. “Really?”

“Meow~”

The little short-legged cat nodded.

Xiu Si thought for a moment, and also nodded, “I feel like everything is fine now.”

Speaking of which, it might have been too long, he had almost forgotten. When they were in the abyss, he often acted as a “cheerleader” for the children.

Of course, he couldn’t actually do much, just encourage the children from behind. It was like when he was in the hero squad, the difference being the way a father treats his children.

He would occasionally have intuitions about the children being in danger, reminding them to be careful. Was this intuition a kind of “blood connection” heart-to-heart?

Hmm… could the concept of “blood connection” be used between a creator and his creations? He and They certainly weren’t related on a genetic level. What kind of relationship it was exactly, he couldn’t say clearly, but there definitely existed some kind of connection, like some sort of spiritual link.

He felt that the reason he had been progressing so quickly recently was actually because he shared the children’s powers.

For example, his family’s Inpos cub’s [Learning] power. Otherwise, how could his leveling speed be so fast after his resurrection? Going from level 20 to 40 was basically unimaginable before.

It couldn’t possibly be because he had unlocked some kind of “genetic lock”, right? Haha, that would be too fantastical.

Moreover, since Celerios’ return, his understanding of deconstruction and reconstruction had significantly improved. He had made unprecedented progress both theoretically and practically.

How could you say it was just a coincidence?

Xiu Si habitually rationalized things, and perhaps, he wasn’t really wrong. Of course, doubts aside, the most important thing was that his children were safe.

As children grow up, perhaps a father’s concern might become a burden, at times like this, “moderation” is important.

Xiu Si had read a lot of inspirational quotes when he was bored before, and his speech often had that style.

He reminded the little short-legged cat. “You all need to be more careful. Leveling up is important, but safety is more important, understand?”

“Yes, meow.”

The little short-legged cat nodded vigorously.

“Remember to tell Father if you encounter any difficulties, okay?”

“Meow~”

Xiu Si felt a bit more at ease, patted the cat’s head, “You can roughly sense each other’s states, if anything happens to any of your siblings, you need to tell Father immediately, understand?”

The little short-legged cat obediently nodded.

****

After confirming that Father had shifted his attention, the little short-legged cat, though naive, knew to tell His third brother about the matter.

Vassago was in the cat bed, having just dozed off. After hearing about the situation, He was also stunned. At the same time, He also felt that things had already concluded on Beelzebub’s end.

Father’s sudden words had encouraged Beelzebub. Beelzebub’s potential had exploded, successfully suppressing and counterattacking, that was probably how it went.

Regaining the power of destruction, rising in status, He had probably been reborn. But the key point wasn’t Beelzebub reclaiming the throne of the God of Destruction.

It was Father. Although Father could intuit Their crises before, wasn’t this time a bit too timely?

Intuition is also a kind of power, had Father’s intuitive ability also strengthened as his level increased?

Vassago found it incredible, and the incredibleness about Father wasn’t just one or two things anymore. He estimated that only Agares knew the truth about Father. However, Agares had gone to be a sleeping beauty demon, Agares couldn’t possibly be waiting for Father to awaken Him, right?

Vassago paused, feeling very puzzled. But there was nothing he could do, Agares was hard to find anyway, He could only wait for Father to fall asleep and then stalk His avatar.

However, after Beelzebub became the God of Destruction and regained His previous memories, would He still be Father’s child?

Vassago had doubts about this.

****

Half an hour later, Beelzebub returned home jubilantly, transformed into a silver tiger-striped cat, proudly sneaking into the bookstore, wanting to find Father for some cuddling!

But at the door stood two cats, one big and one small.

The white cat stared at Him suspiciously, arms tightly crossed over his chest, chin slightly raised, his gaze revealing scrutiny and vigilance.

The little short-legged cat didn’t dare to face Beelzebub directly, but the white cat forced Him to stand up straight as well.

The silver cat tilted His head, revealing a confused look, and said to the white cat. “Why are you blocking me?”

The white cat stared at the silver cat, “Confirming purity.”

The silver cat was bewildered, “What purity?”

White cat: “Whether your purity as Father’s child is sufficient.”

Silver cat: “…”

The air froze. Under the confrontation of the two big cats, the little short-legged cat was in a dilemma, sweating profusely.

The silver cat suddenly said, “Are you also from the Aelioge faction?”

The white cat frowned. “What Aelioge faction, we’re testing your purity.”

The silver cat’s mouth twitched slightly, understanding yet not understanding, and frankly said. “I don’t have my previous memories, I haven’t changed.”

Halfway through, He recalled Aelioge’s delirious talk from before, and couldn’t help but emphasize. “I, I am 100% pure Father’s child!”

The air froze again. The little short-legged cat hadn’t expected Brother Beelzebub’s awareness to be so high, deeply shocked, his eyes revealing admiration and envy. Heaven knows Beelzebub’s face had reddened at this moment, as if somewhat embarrassed.

The white cat stared at the silver cat, his eyes seemingly able to emit lasers, scanning Beelzebub up and down.

Beelzebub was a bit anxious, “Is it okay now? Let me see Father quickly.”

As He spoke, He was ready to rush in.

At this moment, the white cat finally nodded, “Okay, you’re allowed.”

As He said this, He turned His body slightly.

The little short-legged cat immediately followed suit.

Therefore, the scene looked like two cats opening a door.

It had a kind of magical fairy tale feeling.

Beelzebub snorted, striding in proudly on His cat paws, and rushed towards His father as soon as He saw Him.

Xiu Si was just taking a short rest, and when he came to, he saw the silver cat pouncing towards him.

The old father’s heart was overjoyed.

Xiu Si skillfully hugged the silver cat, “Beelzebub, are you alright?”

The silver cat nudged his head. “I’m fine meow~”

If Federi were to be resurrected and see this scene, He would probably be shocked to death again.

Who could have imagined that the God of Destruction, who intimidated all heavens and devoured all things, would transform into someone else’s cute and obedient kitty.

This identity gap was too big, it was simply unbelievable!

If those gods who had fiercely battled with the God of Destruction in the past were to witness this scene, it would undoubtedly be filled with horror and shock.

Although it’s not the same consciousness, but this is too…

However, the silver cat’s rapidly “meow-ified” brain didn’t feel anything was wrong, He was excited, no matter what great demon, returning to Father’s side made them all baby demons! He wanted to boast to Father about His monster-fighting experience!

Xiu Si heard Him say He defeated a dragon, and smiled mildly. “You can even defeat dragons now, you’ve really grown up.”

In his view, a level 39 value was suspended above Beelzebub’s head at this moment.

Compared to the value Beelzebub had reported before, it had indeed increased quite a bit.

However, Xiu Si didn’t seem to care much about this matter anymore.

****

Meanwhile, on the human side.

Norman Til rushed to the location and encountered Federi’s avatar.

This avatar was stronger than before, consuming a lot of his energy, but halfway through the fight, the avatar disintegrated, indicating that the main body had already died.

Norman Til roughly guessed that Beelzebub had found the right location, then successfully killed Federi.

If Federi had fled before this, perhaps there would still have been a chance of survival, but He thought He could defeat Beelzebub.

Norman Til was silent for a moment, also feeling some confusion in his heart. Logically speaking, Federi had possessed the power of the God of Destruction for so many years, His status should have risen, how could He lose so easily? Losing without any retreat, completely destroyed.

Was Federi all show and no substance, or was Beelzebub too strong?

Norman Til leaned towards the latter.

“But why could He be so strong?” Was it from leveling up, or some other reason?

Norman Til was puzzled, but obviously this wasn’t the time for that.

Eve said, “Big brother Norman, are we returning to Hammurabi next?”

Norman Til nodded, “They’re in the midst of the Harmonious War there, let’s hurry back to help.”

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