After the Lord of the Abyss Awakens - Chapter 90.1

The moment He landed, everyone felt an unimaginably terrifying pressure.

The people from the seven great magic families, who were chattering just moments ago, immediately fell silent upon seeing the black-robed figure, their faces showing panic.

The Lord of the Abyss – the legendary master of all abyss demons, whom even demon gods like Baal and Agares had to obey.

His appearance caused the seven great magic families to take several steps back, their hearts instantly filled with fear.

His hood concealed His face, making His features indistinct, but under the shadows, His pure black eyes were intimidating.

Norman Til turned his head, his eyes effortlessly capturing the other’s figure, and he too froze in place.

The guards couldn’t make any reaction because they knew in their hearts that this being was not someone they could handle – everyone here combined couldn’t even touch a fraction of His power.

Absolutely must not make any rash moves!

Thus in just a few seconds, the air fell into a deathlike silence.

The people from the seven great magic families’ minds raced, knowing they couldn’t just wait for death, they had to seize control of the conversation before the Lord of the Abyss learned the specific details about the heroes.

Fexile became the elected spokesperson to step forward.

His voice trembling, he forced himself to speak, “Great Lord of the Abyss, Your arrival is truly humanity’s fortune, we were just discussing the mystery of the heroes’ disappearance.”

Before he could finish, everyone else was dumbfounded.

Fexile was absolutely insane – who did he think he was to dare speak at a time like this.

When the Lord of the Abyss turned His gaze, the terrifying pressure instantly intensified.

Fexile’s whole body trembled, but having already started, he had to continue, racking his brains as he said, “Great Lord of the Abyss, this person is trying to deceive You, groundlessly placing the blame for the heroes’ disappearance on our seven great magic families. For thousands of years, we seven great magic families have been doing everything in our power to search for the heroes—”

However, before he could finish speaking, the other party seemed to show signs of impatience and coldly interrupted. “Do you think I would know nothing about this?”

His tone revealed extreme indifference, as if He had long seen through the truth.

Fexile’s pupils suddenly constricted, as if his entire being had instantly fallen into an endless abyss, with an indescribable terror and despair welling up in his heart.

What did the Lord of the Abyss mean, could it be that He already knew everything?!

The people of the seven great magic families all felt their hearts turn ice cold at this moment, a terrifying chill penetrating their bones from outside to inside.

Even more terrifying was that the space behind the Lord of the Abyss began to distort.

Following this, a stunningly beautiful woman slowly walked out.

Everyone was shocked, their eyes widening.

The sixth-ranked Abyss Lord, Valefor!

The moment Valefor appeared, the gravity in the entire space seemed to increase tenfold.

She wasn’t the only one who came.

The space continued to distort, as if being continuously torn apart by some mysterious force, and then, a cold young man walked out.

There was no way they wouldn’t recognize that young man.

The Race Destroyer, the most vicious and cruel Abyss Lord, Amon!

If the fear brought by the Lord of the Abyss was an unknown, transcendent terror, then the fear brought by Amon was an overwhelming disaster that made them thoroughly shudder to their bones.

However, this was merely the beginning, as across the space, an even more frightening figure appeared—

The seventeenth-ranked Abyss Lord, Botis!

While Amon’s terror might be compared to a world-destroying natural disaster, Botis’s terror reached deep into the soul, plunging people into endless, hopeless torture.

His powers of [Sin] and [Punishment] had once reduced a great empire to nothing in an instant. Any human with a consciousness of sin would tremble in fear at the mere mention of His name.

Botis didn’t physically enter the scene, merely giving them a casual glance, yet this single glance was enough to make some feel as if they had fallen into purgatory, their souls departing.

With Abyss Lord Botis present, who could hide anything from Him, who would dare lie in His presence!

The people of the seven great magic families deeply realized the crisis, terrified beyond measure, not daring to look directly at Botis.

Botis was very displeased – if not for Amon’s reminder, He would have killed everyone upon entering.

However, His gaze shifted to His father’s back, His mood suddenly changing to wild joy, His eyes revealing undisguised obsession and worship.

Fortunately, the space distortion happened to conceal His expression.

The meeting had reached this point, and most of the seven great magic families were speechless, completely broken.

The Lord of the Abyss already knew – there was no salvation.

What had given them the courage before to think their families could deceive heaven and earth, could fool the Lord of the Abyss’s eyes?

Someone cried out in terror. “They did it, I had nothing to do with it, please, please spare me!”

The moment he finished speaking, he fell to his knees, all his previous dignity gone.

Once one leader confessed, others shamelessly followed suit.

“It was my ancestors who did it, I had nothing to do with it, I was just unfortunate to be born into this family, I’ll cut ties right now, please spare me!”

“It’s not my fault, I knew nothing, the family elders forced me to come.”

In just a minute or two, dozens of people fell to their knees, their reason already drowned by fear.

The elderly in the front rows trembled, never expecting things to turn so quickly.

How could they be stupid enough to forget that since the Lord of the Abyss was the master of all abyss demons, He could certainly mobilize Abyss Lord Botis.

Botis’s power was an absolute causal killing weapon – human judicial systems were utterly powerless under His ability.

Did He need to judge? Not at all – He could directly condemn!

Since Botis had appeared, what room did they have left for argument? Would they dare claim that Norman Til was colluding with an Abyss Lord to persecute them?

Before a being like the Lord of the Abyss, to speak such nonsense would be utterly insane, beyond cure!

Then, they saw the Lord of the Abyss turn His gaze toward the judgment seats, saying indifferently, “I came only to know the heroes’ whereabouts, yet I find some deserving death a thousand times over.”

Everyone from the seven great magic families instantly suffocated.

Some still held hope, thinking the family elders would have a way.

However, He then calmly pronounced their extinction.

“I could make you all drop dead instantly, but that seems insufficient. Since this is a crime committed by humans, let humans resolve it.”

Before His words finished, not only the seven great magic families, but others were also stunned.

However, the Lord of the Abyss then spoke words that made everyone’s souls tremble.

“If humans cannot provide Me with a satisfactory solution, then humans have no reason to exist.”

The Council Chairperson, Vice Chairperson, Simon, Lia, and others simultaneously changed expression.

Countless people seemed to have their souls instantly emptied.

His words were majestic and cruel, as if human civilization was merely a firefly’s light He could extinguish at will.

And at this point, how could they not understand how to respond – did they still want to pretend to be deaf and mute?

Some instinctively looked toward Norman Til.

But Norman Til seemed to be in some kind of shock, staring blankly at the Lord of the Abyss, unable to come to his senses.

The Council Chairperson immediately stood up and knelt down fearfully. “A thousand apologies, great Lord of the Abyss, how dare we trouble You personally with such a trivial matter. Please rest assured, we will handle this quickly and do our utmost to satisfy You.”

His posture was lowered to the dust.

But the Lord of the Abyss narrowed His eyes, seemingly unmoved, speaking with no discernible emotion, “You couldn’t solve it for thousands of years, yet now you can solve it quickly?”

His words seemed to question whether humans were a rational collective, whether they could self-correct, whether they deserved to exist in this universe.

The Chairperson was terrified beyond measure, his heart pounding so hard it nearly jumped out of his throat.

Others might be fine since they couldn’t see that terrifying title. However, his skill [Golden Eye] clearly saw it this time.

The Lord of the Abyss’s other title was—[Humanity’s Final Trial]!

The Lord of the Abyss wasn’t just terrifying to humans, He was their final trial!

Facing the Lord of the Abyss, they had to be extremely careful – one wrong word could lead to humanity’s extinction.

The Chairperson thought at his absolute limit in that instant, straining his mind more than he ever had in his life.

Fortunately, Norman Til finally came to his senses.

Norman Til turned and bowed, facing the Lord of the Abyss with a respectful and devout attitude, saying reverently, “As You say, we will strictly follow Your teachings.”

“Is that so.”

The other’s voice still carried no discernible emotion.

Norman Til promised, “I will supervise them to accomplish this. If they fail, I will personally kill them all.”

The “them” he referred to wasn’t just the seven great magic families, but the entire alliance, even all of humanity.

Others heard this with fear in their hearts, unable to doubt Norman Til at all.

The Lord of the Abyss did not respond to his words.

The air seemed to freeze, filled with a dangerous premonition that one wrong word could destroy the world.

The Chairperson knew that not speaking now would have severe consequences. Yet his brain seemed covered in fog, unable to organize any words.

Unexpectedly, it was one of Sword Saint Simon’s students who continued the conversation.

The young swordsman’s voice trembled with fear, but he still gathered his courage, “Great Lord of the Abyss, we have made many mistakes. We not only failed to protect the heroes, but were also incompetent and ignorant, taking thousands of years to uncover the truth about their disappearance. But please give us a chance – we will severely punish the guilty and find the heroes!”

By the end, his voice was cracking from nervousness, his breathing irregular, his legs shaking.

His words might not have been the most appropriate, but they were undoubtedly heartfelt thoughts after careful consideration.

The young people around him, hearing this, couldn’t help but join in, all expressing that they would handle things properly.

Anyone with age or experience would know the difficulties involved – it wasn’t something they could guarantee.

But at this moment, what else could they say? They could only admit their wrongs and beg.

The people of the seven great magic families were now completely desperate.

The elderly in the front rows thought about escaping, but with one glance from Valefor, they were frozen in place – any skill or technique was as weak as paper before absolute power.

In the council hall, some people begged while others despaired.

The black-robed figure in the center of the hall gave no indication of His thoughts on this, remained silent for several minutes, and finally left only one sentence.

“I give you time for self-judgment, but if you fail…”

He didn’t finish, but everyone knew the consequences.

The next second, space distorted again, and His form gradually disappeared.

Then, Valefor gave them a glance and also vanished.

However, Amon didn’t leave.

He stepped forward – His slender youthful form appeared non-threatening, yet those eyes conveyed extremely dangerous messages.

“You all deserve death for displeasing my father.”

He smiled like a child, innocent yet extremely cruel.

Everyone present was both shocked and terrified, because they all heard Amon refer to the Lord of the Abyss as “my father.”

Could they actually be parent and child?!

But their doubts were immediately overwhelmed by deeper fear.

They saw Amon raise His right hand, His gaze turning toward the seven great magic families, casually snapping His fingers.

In the next instant, the elderly in the front rows had their faces contort in agony, painfully coughing up fresh blood.

Then, their bodies curled into balls, frantically tearing at their own limbs, seemingly enduring unspeakable internal pain, screaming endlessly.

Onlookers were horrified but dared not speak.

Some looked pleadingly at the Chairperson.

The Chairperson’s response was silence.

Others looked toward Norman Til.

However, Norman Til seemed not to notice this slaughter, his gaze calm and composed.

Several elderly people howled in pain, some screamed for help, some cried while confessing their crimes, but none of this changed the outcome.

Before an Abyss Lord’s absolute power, even level ninety-plus human experts were as powerless as infants.

The council hall had been completely sealed, the entire space controlled by Amon’s domain – there was nowhere to escape.

This torture continued for a full ten minutes, the air extremely oppressive, no one daring to speak.

This was an Abyss Lord – the most lawless, most terrifyingly capricious existence on the continent.

More frightening than even the gods of old!

After ten minutes, the youth clapped His hands, as if tired of playing and finally ready to go home.

However, just as He turned, He suddenly looked back at them, reminding them. “Oh, right, don’t spread word of this – just say they died suddenly. My father is kindhearted and dislikes bloodshed.”

After speaking, He showed a brilliant smile.

This smile would have been infectious in any other setting. Unfortunately, it was in this setting.

Everyone was silent as cicadas in winter, not daring to speak.

Only when His figure gradually dispersed did they finally dare to breathe.

At this point, the judgment of the seven great magic families was set in stone.

The seven family elders died tragically on the spot, and their remaining members were scared out of their wits, no longer daring to resist.

Especially Fexile, who had been so aggressive earlier – he had already collapsed in his chair, drenched in sweat, half dead.

The Chairperson took a deep breath, turning his gaze toward Norman Til.

Norman Til seemed to be pondering something, flashes of shock passing through his eyes. However, he was aware of the situation and quickly suppressed his doubts, looking at the remaining members of the seven great magic families before meeting the Chairperson’s gaze.

Norman Til said to the Chairperson. “You’ve seen it too. Do we still need any evidence from me to initiate an investigation and trial?”

The Chairperson paused, perhaps too old as his thoughts almost failed to keep up. After a few seconds, he nodded and replied. “No, we don’t.”

Having held this position for so long, he had unknowingly become a slave to the system.

At this point, who still cared about procedural justice? It was time for a thorough reckoning!

The Chairperson’s eyes showed killing intent after a long time, as the over-three-hundred-year-old man regained some of his fighting spirit.

None of those present raised any objections.

Even the members of the seven great magic families didn’t dare to voice any doubts.

Being human shields or important funding sources for the alliance were not reasons to exempt them from accountability.

Then, Norman Til turned around and glanced at Simon.

Simon was still in a daze. Before the meeting, he and his students had prepared for conflict, but who could have imagined things would turn around so quickly, with all obstacles before them being completely cleared away.

A student beside Simon exclaimed excitedly. “The seven great magic families are finally falling from power!”

After the initial shock, everyone felt ecstatic at justice’s victory.

“Keep watch on the members of the seven great magic families, don’t let any of them escape!”

Some people quickly came to their senses and reflected. “We’re very grateful for the Lord of the Abyss’s intervention, but He is a non-human existence. Ultimately, we humans need to self-reflect and self-examine to truly walk the right path.”

Everyone paused upon hearing this and gradually came to this realization.

Simon felt gratified inside and turned to tell the young person. “Yes, we can’t always rely on external forces, we need to change ourselves.”