After the Lord of the Abyss Awakens - Chapter 86.1

Facing chaos, Beelzebubr was still hesitating about how to enter, thinking whether to contact Bachin again, when suddenly a huge vortex rolled up in the chaos before him.

Then, a black-haired girl rushed out.

At a glance, wasn’t this Barbatos?

Beelzebub was stunned and immediately called out. “Barbatos?”

Barbatos, in the form of a black-haired girl, stopped, as if only then noticing a young man standing not far in front.

It was Their sibling Beelzebub.

“Beelzebub?”

Barbatos stopped, Her floating long hair slowly falling down, Her eyes revealing a hint of confusion.

Beelzebub confirmed again and again that it was indeed Barbatos Herself, thinking They were just about to go in to find Her, and She had come out on Her own?

Before Beelzebub could speak, Barbatos moved in front of Him first, urgently asking. “Beelzebub, have you seen Father?”

Barbatos’ brows were tightly knitted, Her fists clenched at Her sides, the tension in Her heart too obvious.

“Fath…”

Beelzebub paused, as if thinking of something, and asked first. “What happened to you?”

Barbatos was stunned, thought for a while and then said, “I was investigating some things recently, and then accidentally fell into…”

As She spoke, Her gaze changed slightly, turning to look at the boundless chaos, pointing at it, with a heavy expression saying, “Fell into His body, the God of Chaos.”

“…”

Beelzebub looked over following Her indication and asked further. “And then?”

Barbatos nodded, Her pupils reflecting starlight, slowly saying. “I got lost inside, couldn’t get out, then I heard Father’s voice, vaguely saw Father’s figure.”

Beelzebub fell silent for a moment, how could He not know what was going on.

It must be that he sensed it. Father sensed Barbatos’ situation here, and similarly, Barbatos also sensed Father.

He had experienced this kind of connection too, so He could fully understand. Whenever They encountered danger, Father could always sense Their situation in time.

Perhaps this was a special connection between the creator and the created.

Father had saved Him, and then also saved Barbatos, even if it was just a word or two, it was so important to Them.

Anyway, since that was the case, there was no need to hide it from Barbatos anymore.

Beelzebub had an idea in mind, unleashing His demon power to sense the surroundings, as if checking if Bachin was watching Their side.

After confirming there wasn’t, Beelzebub looked at Barbatos and asked, “Can you move to the continent?”

Barbatos was confused for a moment, then nodded and said. “I can.”

Among Their siblings, the best at spatial transfer was first Bachin with the [Space] authority, and second was Barbatos with the [Connection] authority. In most cases, as long as the authority judgment was successful, Barbatos could connect Herself to any place She had been to or touched before, the activation of the authority could even ignore distance, very convenient and flexible.

Beelzebub and Aelioge both belonged to the dizzy space magic party, They could use simple space magic for near-continent spatial transfers, but when it came to subspace, They weren’t very good.

By the way, Their big brother wasn’t very good at space magic either, big brother went everywhere by super high physical movement, or directly smashing through space. According to the distance between big brother’s location and the continent, unless Bachin and Barbatos helped, it would definitely take some time for big brother to reach the continent.

Beelzebub seemed to sense something, looking towards where the spatial fluctuations were strongest.

A star had been blown up there.

Its great explosion’s light was not just dazzling, it was eye-burning, the terrifying heat released directly melted countless nearby planets.

Even though He was separated by such a long distance, Beelzebub still felt Hisface burning and scorching, almost being swept away and vaporized by the heat wave.

The situation over there was simply shocking.

However, the demon involved acted as if nothing had happened, as if He had just casually thrown a punch.

Yes, it was purely brute force, no technique, no magic, no authority, just raw power alone.

After regaining the authority of the God of Destruction, Beelzebub had actually grown more or less confident inwardly, feeling He might have a fighting chance against His big brother now.

But reality proved He was thinking too much. The other side was absolute power. Whether He could even survive one punch going all out was a question, let alone defeating big brother? What a foolish demon’s dream!

Cold sweat streamed down Beelzebub’s forehead as He stared wide-eyed at the distance, as if desperately gauging the distance between Himself and the other.

Noticing Beelzebub’s sudden silence, Barbatos felt confused inwardly and also looked at that terrifying scene of the exploding star, asking, “What’s wrong? Should we go find big brother?”

Beelzebub immediately shuddered. Find big brother? Wouldn’t that be seeking death?

Beelzebub hurriedly turned His head and said to Barbatos. “Let’s go, we’re going to the Aust Empire.”

Barbatos frowned slightly. “Why the Aust Empire? And you still haven’t answered my initial question.”

Beelzebub turned and opened a spatial portal, “I’ll explain in detail later.”

Barbatos was confused inwardly, but still nodded.

****

Beelzebub sent a message in the cat head demon group chat about finding Barbatos.

@Everyone, Barbatos has been found, She was trapped inside the God of Chaos.

What did you say?

Beelzebub then told Them the whole story.

The group of demons were greatly shocked.

They couldn’t contact Barbatos at all, yet Father could!

Father indeed had a close connection with Them! Although the connected demons were a bit too many…

Vassago said, “It’s good that She’s found, bring Barbatos back here.”

****

During spatial transit.

Beelzebub told Barbatos everything that had happened.

Including Father’s return, and various events that occurred after the return.

Barbatos was shocked at first, shocked in the middle, and still shocked at the end.

“Aelioge found Father first, and then you all found Him successively?”

“You’re also secretly investigating the mastermind behind the scenes, and even started rewriting history?”

Barbatos was stunned repeatedly, almost unable to comprehend due to the overwhelming amount of information.

But the one thing She was clearest about and cared most about was — Father had really returned, and nothing had happened!

Was there anything more important than this?

Barbatos was excited and thrilled, tears falling as She pursed Her lips tightly.

Her Father… was really still alive!

****

Half an hour later.

In the Aust Empire’s library, a small white bird was dozing off above the round table, while below, a group of demons sat around the table in various postures.

Seeing Beelzebub bring Barbatos back, They immediately perked up.

Fortunately, nothing much had happened to Barbatos, She had just been schemed into falling into chaos.

After understanding the situation, it could be considered a close call without danger.

Barbatos arrived at the library, looking at Them all gathered together, Her eyes filled with shock.

Amon spoke first, asking, “Barbatos, what were you investigating?”

All the demons were concerned about this matter.

Barbatos wasn’t targeted without reason, it was possible She was targeted because She had uncovered secrets of the mastermind behind the scenes.

Barbatos didn’t hide anything, answering. “It started when one of my contractors encountered danger and summoned me. I was bored at home and happened to have time to help, so I went.”

This sounded like a fishing trap from the start, even Morax among the demons present could hear that.

Barbatos continued. “Later I discovered there was a bigger trouble behind this, involving very powerful ultimate beings, so I convened a sisters’ meeting, hoping everyone could come up with strategies to solve it together.”

That made sense.

Vassago asked. “What big trouble?”

Barbatos said seriously. “The God of Chaos. My contractors suspect the God of Chaos is about to descend on the continent. The evidence is that divine pillars of the God of Chaos have been appearing successively on the continent.”

Beelzebub had been walking among humans recently, yet didn’t have much impression of this, and said with some surprise. “Is there such a thing?”

Barbatos nodded, “Yes, I even went to see it.”

Inpos: “You went to examine the divine pillars?”

Barbatos nodded and said. “Yes, I accidentally fell into the body of the God of Chaos while examining the divine pillars.”

Morax found it hard to believe. Falling from a divine pillar into a divine body?

They were about to say it was impossible, but thinking carefully, They felt it wasn’t impossible. Divine pillars could indeed connect to gods.

Vassago more or less understood now, “I see, you got lost in the body of the God of Chaos, then heard Father’s voice and walked out.”

Barbatos nodded, asking. “Was this a trap set for me by the mastermind behind the scenes?”

Inpos: “Most likely. They don’t have the ability to confront us directly, so They can only resort to such underhanded methods.”

Amon sneered. “Although They haven’t succeeded even once so far.”

But saying that, the mastermind’s attacks seemed too scattered.

What was Their plan? Where was the conspiracy? Could it be They’ve given up?

Could it be because Their identity was exposed by Their second brother, so They’ve lost it and started acting erratically, making blunders everywhere?

But even if They caught them all in the body of the God of Chaos, what about it? What could They do, what would They dare to do to the most crucial second brother and big brother?

They had the idea of picking Them off one by one, yet acted so sneakily, and hadn’t played any fatal cards.

It was incomprehensible, completely without method, or perhaps They Themself were willing but unable, only able to make these futile struggles.

Oh well. Doubts aside, it was time to get to the main point.

Vassago stood up, lifting the slightly ridiculous eye patch on His forehead, saying to the other demons. “Anyway, now that Barbatos is back, we can start analyzing that thing.”

Barbatos tilted Her head, not yet understanding.

Then, Beelzebub opened His hand, and a flame like a firefly appeared in His palm.

Barbatos paused, looking at the flame with amazement.

“This is…”

Beelzebub answered. “A thought of the mastermind behind the scenes.”

Barbatos frowned, Her gaze becoming more serious. Then Her demon power operated, and the flame automatically moved towards Her until it stopped about ten centimeters away.

She stared intently, green pupils flickering with ethereal light, as if already starting to analyze the thought.

The demons couldn’t help but become alert.

If this thought could be successfully analyzed, They might make great progress.

Three minutes passed.

Barbatos concentrated intensely, finally speaking. “This is a very complex thought, with many emotions intertwined within it.”

A complex thought? Many emotions? The demons were puzzled.

Barbatos closed Her eyes, sensing while speaking. “Nostalgia, hatred, friendship, love, ambition, greed, anxiety, depression, resentment, despair.”

What? What is this? The demons widened their eyes.

Vassago couldn’t help saying, “Why so many, and isn’t there something strange mixed in? What’s with friendship and love?”

Barbatos: “It’s a lot, but this is what I read.”

Beelzebub couldn’t help asking Barbatos. “Are you sure about these? Absolutely certain?”

Barbatos fell silent for a moment, as if She also found it unbelievable, and continued analyzing. “Not just these ten, there are others. These ten are the strongest, so I mentioned them.”

Botis chuckled. “Friendship? Love? Who is Their friend, and They can have love?”

It was simply speechless and chilling to the demons!

Even Morax was getting agitated, “This must be a mistake somewhere!”

Amon asked. “Barbatos, is it possible these thoughts are fabricated, forcibly inserted to confuse us?”

Barbatos lowered Her eyes in deep thought, checked again, and still said, “It doesn’t feel fabricated, at least my authority didn’t detect any traces of fabrication.”

The demons were even more at a loss for words.

Vassago felt it was nonsensical.

Botis thought it was insane.

Inpos felt something was off.

Morax felt like smashing it with one punch.

Beelzebub’s face darkened, with frustration almost written on His face, “This is why I said deducing motives is such a hassle.”

Couldn’t the mastermind be like a villain boss and just plainly say They want to conquer the world? What’s all this about?

Thinking about these things in church every day? What’s wrong with Them?

Inpos imagined an outrageous script of becoming the supreme god to save a loved one, then His face darkened, speechless to the point of grabbing His head with both hands, cursing. “They’ve absolutely lost it!”

Botis mocked. “It’s the ‘forever losing my love’ script, isn’t it? Unbearable.”

Amon glanced at Them, shaking His head. “Who knows what They’re thinking, but at least there’s ambition and greed. Their goal must include becoming the god of gods.”

Barbatos added. “You misunderstood. The friendship and love in the thought are relatively weak, actually negligible. The strongest ones are hatred, resentment, and despair, especially despair.”

Despair? That’s good news.

The five demons smiled in unison, because this despair was likely caused by Them.

Botis’s snake eyes were cold, “So They’re in despair, serves Them right. This is just the beginning. We’ll catch Them sooner or later, make Them unable to live or die. The current despair is far from enough!”

But confirming this, was there any progress?

The answer was, not really.

What good was knowing Their despair if They still couldn’t be found?

This behind the scenes rat had failed repeatedly, probably hiding even tighter, even more afraid to come out.

Beelzebub turned to ask Barbatos, “Can’t you trace Their location with your authority?”

Barbatos shook Her head. “I’ve tried. Once I attempt to connect, my authority shows billions of locations, constantly increasing. I can’t lock onto a specific location at all.”

“Billions? That’s ridiculous.”

Beelzebub was speechless. What a spectacular number of rat holes.

Vassago sat back in His chair, supporting HIs forehead with one hand, His gaze deep, saying, “After all, it’s a rat that has lived for thousands of years. They’ve long become a spirit, digging holes everywhere.”

Botis didn’t hold back His killing intent at all, “No matter how many, They must die.”

Inpos was drawing notes on the table. “Anyway, at least we know They’re very desperate, right?”

Morax intuitively said, “I think They’re afraid of us.”

The five demons exchanged glances, actively communicating.

At this moment, Barbatos remained silent, slowly swept Her eyes over Them, then the corners of Her mouth slightly turned up, forming a faint smile, and said, “Since coming out of the abyss, except for family meetings, this is the first time I’ve seen so many of you demons gathered together.”

The five demons in discussion were stunned.